Control the Butterfly Effect from Demon Slayer: Blade

Horitake and Miri soaked in the hot spring and stayed silent all night.

Nothing means that nothing happened, on the contrary, everything happened, but it cannot be said or mentioned.

In short, everyone understands it in their hearts.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw after opening her eyes was Horitake sleeping with her.

Blinking her eyes and waking up from her confusion, Miri looked at Horigaku's handsome face, and recalled the events of last night, and her face turned red.

Although shy, looking at Horigaku's face up close, Miri couldn't help but get confused.

Brother Hori-goku... So handsome! I finally found a good husband, so great!

In this mixed mood of idiocy and shyness, Miri involuntarily stretched out her finger and playfully poked Horiyue's nose.

Horitake shrugged his nose and woke up too.

The first thing I saw when I woke up was my lover in my arms, which is really good.

Looking at the blushing and somewhat shy honey glass, Horigaku's heart surged with an indescribable sense of warmth.

This is her own woman!

Horitake felt that after having honey, he seemed to be more connected to the world.

Although Horitake used to be more active, Horitake himself always had the feeling of hurriedly watching visitors, and now this feeling is gradually disappearing.

Horitake put his arm around Miri and took her into his arms, and the two whispered to each other.

Fortunately, Horitake and Miri are not pretentious people, and after a little tiredness in the morning, the two got up in turn and began to welcome a new day.

While the two were getting dressed, the mother-in-law's voice came from outside the door:

"Are the two distinguished guests awake?" Do you want to prepare breakfast?

Horitake replied

, "I've woken up already, and I'm going to trouble my mother-in-law for breakfast."

After Horitake and Miri had washed and tidied up, the old woman had already prepared breakfast, and all of them were brought in and placed on the table, which was very intimate.

Horitake sat at the dining table, sitting opposite Miri, and he looked at the exquisite breakfast on the table.

Breakfast is a more traditional Japanese breakfast, rice, miso soup, grilled fish, side dishes, etc

Although he had been scolding about eating rice early in the morning for a long time, Horitake had become accustomed to it for so many years.

However, when Horitake glanced at the meal in front of Miri, he was still a little unsure.

Because, in the honey glass bowl is red bean rice.

This....

Horitake was a little embarrassed.

This old woman's intuition is also too sensitive, right? How did she know about this!? Not necessarily, it may be that last night, the two of them fooled around too much.

Horitake couldn't help but recall a little, Miri's eight-fold density muscles were not covered at all, if he hadn't been using lightning stimulation to activate and enhance his body, he might not be able to...

All in all, the result is not bad.

In fact, thinking about it, that movement, the innkeeper's mother-in-law did not notice it is strange, so she specially prepared red bean rice for honey, which is reasonable.

Horitake smiled and interrupted Miri's shyness and embarrassment:

"Ah, how to say it is also a kind intention of my mother-in-law, Miri, let's eat, we have not visited the whole Kusatsu for less than half, said that we will take this opportunity to play all over Kusatsu."

"Okay, Brother Hori."

In Horigaku's peace of mind, in Miri's restlessness, the two finished breakfast.

After breakfast, Horitake and Miri changed into yesterday's kimono again, and the two continued to play together.

Because she has just become a woman, the temperament and charm on Mi Li have soared, attracting the attention of many people, and many people's eyes are straight.

Fortunately, there are no people who do not have long eyes to come to find trouble, otherwise, Horitake will definitely let them know why the flowers are so red!

Today's visit is similar to before, it is all about visiting and eating grass, enjoying large and small hot springs by the way, relaxing the mood, relaxing the nerves, and cultivating feelings.

In addition, Mount Hori and Miri were accompanied by several of the more famous spots in Kusatsu.

For example, Nishinokawara.

In the unique hot spring landscape of Nishinogayuan, bluestones are everywhere, hot springs gushing everywhere, and strange colors appear in the sun, making honey glass look beautiful.

On both sides of the promenade, there are stone tablets and word plaques that symbolize the distant red torii and other landscapes, and further down the Nishinokawara open-air bath, the widest in Kusatsu.

For the open-air pool, Horitake and Miri are thankful, after all, they have a separate courtyard hot spring to soak in.

Horitake and Miri, also watched the kneading of spring water and mixing soup flowers.

The so-called kneading spring water refers to the process of constantly stirring the hot hot spring water using wooden boards more than one meter long, so that the high-temperature spring water can be cooled without cooling with water.

The two happened to watch a performance of mixing soup flowers.

Led by the head of the soup, the simple feminine women are arranged in two rows on both sides of the hot spring pool, holding wooden boards and singing, stirring the hot spring water rhythmically.

The rhythm of their soup mixing flowers is said to be regular, but they occasionally stir gently, occasionally stir violently, and the spring water churns and splashes, and the atmosphere is warm, and the viewers are fascinated.

As if to increase the experience of tourists, the soup chief occasionally selects one or two tourists to participate in the soup mixing.

Miri seemed to be a little excited about this, but because she was afraid of getting her kimono wet, she had to give up, and she just watched the performance and listened to the song with great interest.

As for Horigaku, he was completely just accompanying Miri.

No way, for the dancing and singing of their soup flowers, Horitake said that he really couldn't appreciate it.

People who are relatively familiar with neon culture should have heard and seen the traditional singing and traditional dance of neon, their song and dance style... How to say, it's weird.

Horitake really couldn't think of any other adjective, so he could only describe it as weird.

Even after so many years, Horitake is accustomed to neon etiquette, food, clothing, and other aspects, but Horitake really can't appreciate the song and dance style.

But since Honey Li watched with relish, it was enough.

After kneading the spring water and mixing the soup flowers, Horitake and Miri, who was in love with each other, came to the soup smoke pavilion again.

The Tangyan Pavilion itself is a pavilion built on a hot spring, and there is nothing unusual, but what is rare is the hot spring next to it.

The hot springs here are extremely hot.

How high is it?

Between the smoke, you can boil eggs in the hot spring.

No, the most famous thing in the soup smoke pavilion is hot spring eggs.

Unlike the hot spring eggs in Japanese cuisine, this is a semi-boiled egg cooked in a practical hot spring.

I saw that there were special staff, and two long bamboo poles were placed horizontally on the hot spring on both sides, and there were several bamboo baskets hanging in the center of the bamboo poles, and the bamboo baskets were full of eggs.

In this way, the eggs in the bamboo basket are soaked in the hot spring until they are half-cooked, and the staff can catch them and distribute the hot spring eggs one by one to the surrounding tourists.

Basically, every traveler can be assigned a hot spring egg, and those who are unlucky and do not get it can only wait for the next basket.

Miri stretched out her slender jade hand, opened the eggshell of the hot spring egg, carefully sucked the half-solidified half-cooked hot spring egg into her mouth, she covered her cheeks happily and said:

"Oh vaguely..." Hori

Yue was puzzled at this time, isn't it just an ordinary hot spring egg?

As mentioned before, Horitake is already accustomed to the neon diet, and does not even reject raw eggs, let alone hot spring eggs?

However, Horitake tastes like ordinary half-boiled eggs, and it is not particularly delicious because it is boiled in a hot spring.

But at this time, Miri was happily asking Horigaku:

"Brother Hori, it's delicious, right?"