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The dim yellow street lamp exudes light, and the warm light spreads out in all directions, like a spear piercing the black curtain, leaving a small bright space in the dark space.

Probably everyone has gone home. There are no pedestrians on the street now. The whole street is empty and has an inexplicable depressing atmosphere. Even the drunken people after work that I saw from time to time in the past are no longer there at this moment.

Traces.

Mr. Hamabe led the little girl Minami in front, followed by Masahiro Nakamura, and the three of them came downstairs together. A car was parked on the roadside opposite the corridor entrance. I guess this was the car driven by Mr. Hamabe.

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At this point in time, as long as it does not hinder the passage of vehicles, cars can be temporarily parked at will. After all, the policemen in the transportation team are already off duty, and the management is definitely not that strict, so everyone just turns a blind eye.

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This kind of random temporary parking is relatively common in private, and it can be regarded as a tacit understanding among most drivers. Of course, if any idiot dares to do this during the day, he will definitely be fined.

"I'm so sorry for causing you so much trouble today."

When he arrived at the car, Mr. Hamabe opened the door and let Minami get in the car first. Then, he turned around and said goodbye to Nakamura Masahiro: "Nakamura-san, just bring it here."

"Then walk slowly."

Nodding slightly, Nakamura Masahiro turned his eyes to Hamabe Minami in the car, stretched out his hand and waved to her, smiled and said goodbye: "Goodbye, Minami."

At this time, the little girl was lying on the car window, looking here with burning eyes. Nakamura Masahiro's farewell was a bit sudden, which caught Hamabe Minami off guard. There was a trace of crimson on her cheeks, and the little girl winced slightly.

Startled, he subconsciously responded: "Brother Nakamura, goodbye."

Immediately, she felt embarrassed, and moved her little head down shyly, barely avoiding Nakamura Masahiro's gaze. This appearance made Mr. Hamabe, who sat in the driver's seat and was about to drive, feel strange.

"Minami, what's wrong?"

Mr. Hamato asked his daughter very concernedly: "Is something uncomfortable?"

"Odosan, I'm fine."

Although Hamabe Minami answered like this, Mr. Hamabe still looked at it uneasily. However, the little girl looked normal, and he didn't find anything strange.

"Nakamura-san, goodbye."

Looking back under the steering wheel, Mr. Hamabe inserted the car key and started the car. Then he turned around and said goodbye to Nakamura Masahiro who was standing aside, and then drove away.

Watching the vehicle gradually go away, the scarlet taillights became further and further away. In the hazy night, the scarlet color became blurry from clear to clear, and finally completely disappeared from Nakamura Masahiro's sight.

Probably because the cold air from the north dissipated, the weather in Kanazawa returned to a scorching state. The scorching sun still hung high in the sky, and a sultry feeling enveloped everyone.

On the day of Thanksgiving Day, Masahiro Nakamura got up early. After some preparation, he simply ate something and hurried to the nearby bus stop.

After getting on the morning bus, it took about ten minutes for Masahiro Nakamura to arrive at the agreed-upon place, the long-distance bus station near the Prefectural Assembly Affairs Bureau.

Today is the day that Nakamura Masahiro and Miyagoshi Aimi agreed to climb Hakusan Mountain. They originally planned to postpone it for a while, but unable to withstand Miyagoshi Aimi's enthusiasm, Nakamura Masahiro could only make arrangements in advance.

By the way, if it really continues to be postponed, Nakamura Masahiro might still be able to let go. After all, after his father Nakamura Tomimasa comes back, subsequent movie shootings will be put on the schedule one after another, and he will definitely be even busier by then.
"Sorry, I'm late."

From a distance, he saw the pretty figure of Miyagoshi Ai, and Nakamura Masahiro trotted all the way to her. The violent exercise made him a little out of breath, so he bent down to take a rest, and Nakamura Masahiro calmed down his breathing.

After that, he stood up.

According to the agreed time, Nakamura Masahiro came early, which was relatively early. But he never expected that Miyakoshi Aimi would be earlier than him, so that Nakamura Masahiro, who came early, seemed to be late.

"Nakamura-san, you are not late, I am early."

Miyagoshi Aimei said with a smile like a flower. She was wearing a brown dress with white spots dotted throughout, covering the entire dress. Her silky hair was spread over her shoulders, making her little face look even more delicate.

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Her fair complexion is smooth and delicate, shining with the charming luster of white porcelain in the sun. A small silver-white satchel hangs beside her, adding a bit of cuteness. Under her feet is a pair of flat sandals, revealing small and white toes.

, just like white onions that have been stripped of their protective clothing, they appear white and tender.

Well, Miyakoshi Aimei must have spent a lot of time in this elaborate dress. It looks like she went out to go shopping instead of traveling to the White Mountains. However, Nakamura Masahiro couldn't comment on this. On the one hand, she is a woman

On the other hand, the child’s freedom to dress is that he does not have the right to judge.

"Then, let's set off."

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and scratched his head. Nakamura Masahiro didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only respond with a smile. It happened that the long-distance bus in the station was about to leave, so he quickly greeted Miyagoshi Aimi, and then the two of them stepped on the bus together.

On the journey to the White Mountains.

I don’t know whether it was because it was too early, or because there were relatively few tourists going to Baishan, and there were not many passengers taking long-distance buses. Everyone was seated in different seats, giving people a sparse feeling, even with Nakamura included.

Masahiro and Miyakoshi love beauty, and by visual inspection they look like about ten people at most.

There were no whispers or noisy sounds, and the car maintained a quiet atmosphere. The scenery outside the car window quickly retreated, as if there was no time to say goodbye. In an inadvertent moment, they completely lost sight of each other.

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Starting from Kanazawa, the journey to Hakusan is about 70 kilometers. If you take a long-distance bus, it takes about two hours. After driving about two kilometers along National Route 8, the car then turns into the prefecture.

Route No. 25 Kanazawa Mikawa Komatsu Line.

After a while, the long-distance bus completely drove out of Kanazawa. Because there was no need to stop midway, the bus kept a relatively fast speed. About half an hour later, the long-distance bus entered the straight National Highway No. 157.

Line.

After passing the Hakusan Park Line, the car successfully arrived at the station at the foot of Hakusan Gozenmine Mountain. Following the crowd of people who got off the bus, Nakamura Masahiro and Miyakoshi Aimi also got off the bus, smelling the fresh air. They were originally tired from riding for a long time.

The somewhat dull mood has become a lot more comfortable.

It is surrounded by towering trees, with lush branches and leaves, which is really a lively scene. Although it is already midsummer, the Baishan side seems to be unaffected, and it is still a vibrant green world.

From time to time, there will be a burst of chirping birds in the distance, which is crisp and sweet, and also adds a bit of vitality. Occasionally, a breeze blows by, and the branches and leaves in the forest suddenly rustle, bringing

A refreshing and refreshing feeling.

Looking up into the distance, the first thing that came into view was a majestic mountain peak. Due to the distance, Masahiro Nakamura could only take a vague look. The tourists simply packed up and adjusted, and then set off towards Baishan Mountain.

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"Yahong-kun, let's go too."

With a cheerful mood on her face, Miyakoshi Aimi smiled and said to Nakamura Masahiro. The intimate tone, coupled with the intimate title, left people with infinitely beautiful reveries. People who don't know will definitely think that the two of them are

People have some kind of indescribable relationship.

"Well, let's go."

Nakamura Masahiro nodded in agreement, and took steps together with Miyakoshi Aimi, following the tourists in front of them, moving forward step by step. For two people who are not familiar with the situation in Hakusan, this way of following is the safest.

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The station is not large, and can only accommodate a few long-distance buses. There are many convenient facilities attached, but the scale is small and simple, and there are not many service staff around it.

Judging from what we see in front of us, it is easy to judge the tourism situation of Baishan Mountain. If nothing else happens, there should not be too many tourists coming to Baishan Mountain.

Although both are listed as one of the three famous mountains in Japan, Hakusan is obviously the least inferior. Whether in terms of popularity or influence, Mount Fuji and Tateyama are far behind Hakusan.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Nakamura Masahiro and Miyakoshi Aimi. They are just pure tourists. After leaving the station, the world within their sight begins to become more colorful.

Without the obstruction of the surrounding tall trees, the space suddenly opened up a lot. Some grass and trees of different colors were also added among the lush trees. From a distance, it looked as vivid as a colorful oil painting.
The scorching sun is high in the sky, and the scorching sunshine is scorching the earth. It was originally supposed to be a scorching high temperature, but after the cooling of the trees in the Baishan Mountains, it has become much docile, leaving only comfort and comfort.

Masahiro Nakamura and Aimi Miyakoshi were walking along the tree-lined path in the mountains. The two walked slowly, talking interesting words while admiring the beautiful scenery in the mountains. Unknowingly, they were pulled out by the group of tourists in front of them.

A big distance.

"Yahong-kun, what have you been busy with recently?"

After chatting and laughing for a while, Miyakoshi Aimi suddenly changed the topic. Her eyes were staring at Nakamura Masahiro with a searching look on her face.