Chapter 388

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Chapter 388: Music Festival

Nighttime.

Bai Wei arrived at the northernmost part of Honshu Island. The night was still bright, but the lingering sea fog had not dissipated.

He rode on a roaring motorcycle, looking into the distance. His eyes sparkled with a golden light, as if glimpsing the scenery of Hokkaido after the gray tide.

Tsugaru Strait connects to the Sea of Japan on the west side and the Pacific Ocean on the east side. In the middle of the strait, there is a huge Mutsu Bay.

The song Yingzhou sang at the New Year’s red and white music festival was "Tsugaru Strait Winter Scenery." It was sung by Sayuri Ishikawa. This song was also used in a TV drama, describing the scenery the female protagonist saw as she crossed the Tsugaru Strait on a ferry. It is a nationally-known song that will be covered by others in a few decades, which has also increased the fame of the Tsugaru Strait.

Bai Wei was currently at Oma-zaki, the northernmost point of Honshu Island. He was looking towards Shirakami Cape, the southernmost point of Hokkaido. The straight-line distance between them was about nineteen kilometers, and in order to get there, he had to take a ferry.

However, the gray tide had blocked the sea area. Unless the weather was extremely good, there would be no ferries during the time when maritime traffic was blocked. Even though it was a short distance to travel, there was still a risk of sinking.

Bai Wei still rode his motorcycle here, without taking the ferry. It was impossible to ride a vehicle over, and this motorcycle was Hokusinn Xuanma’s. He generously gave it to Bai Wei, even though he was a bit reluctant. But a good horse needs a good rider, and even though Bai Wei didn’t treasure the motorcycle much, didn’t know how to repair it, and wasn’t interested, Hokusinn Xuanma still gave it to him, saying that if it broke, Bai Wei should bring it back for him to fix.

Then he opened the small bag he carried with him.

Xue Hanlei said just open this small bag and he would be able to cross the Tsugaru Strait anytime, even reenacting the Dunkirk evacuation wouldn’t be a problem.

Bai Wei opened the small bag, thinking it might be something like a pearl that allows him to stay underwater, but to his surprise, it was even more powerful than that. It contained five magical talismans.

There was also a small piece of paper with instructions.

—— Just stick it on your feet or any object, and it will turn into ice when it touches water.

Somehow, Bai Wei thought of a certain game and a certain animation.

He took out two talismans and stuck them on the wheels of his motorcycle, one in the front and one in the back. Then he drove down to a beach where the sea water was flooding in. As soon as it touched the water, it froze into a solid block. He drove forward, cautiously going about five meters, and within a radius of ten meters, the surface of the sea turned into ice. The ice blocks must be quite thick, as they were able to support the weight of the motorcycle and him.

Admirals could ride bicycles across the sea, so there was no reason why an emperor couldn’t ride a motorcycle… Who wouldn’t become an immortal who could cross the sea on ice?

This was too logical, Bai Wei didn’t even consider whether it was appropriate or not, he just revved the engine.

In the loud noise, the train with its headlights on disappeared into the deep gray fog.

A local person who was walking their dog in the evening widened their eyes, thinking they saw a high-speed grandma, but this isn’t a highway.

This definitely isn’t a high-speed grandma, but it could be a riding duelist.

A distance of twenty kilometers is considered close, even though Bai Wei deliberately slowed down, he still reached the other side in half an hour.

He tore off the magical talismans and noticed that less than one-fifth of their celestial power was consumed. He put them away for later use. This seems to be a high-ranking talisman, worth tens of thousands in the market. In case of necessity, one talisman is enough to save his life. Yun Wuxin never cut corners when it comes to these things. She wouldn’t deliberately create a half-hearted talisman just because she’s unhappy or to blow off steam, leaving him frozen in the middle of the sea.

The motorcycle drove onto the highway. Although they had arrived at Hokkaido Island, there was still some distance to the university. He could probably arrive before dawn without being in a hurry. He could also enjoy a ride and have some late-night snacks along the way.

As long as he reached Hokkaido University, he had no worries about finding Yagyū Simozi. In his opinion, his little sister is a well-behaved girl. Even if she goes to challenge someone, she must have informed her teacher.

Until now, Bai Wei had no idea what would happen in Hokkaido. He came here to be prepared. If the situation becomes urgent, he doesn’t mind carrying his sister and running away, leaving the others behind to die.

Bai Wei considers himself a ruthless and cold-hearted tyrant, so he doesn’t believe in Demon Cat Yumeko’s statement that once he’s here, he won’t be able to leave.

In his whole life, he never risked his life for anyone.

You can, but you don’t have to.

…

Yagyū Simozi woke up in the morning feeling burdened, she let out a deep sigh, realizing that she couldn’t separate the sweet pain from her life in the short term.

They didn’t exchange it back.

Having learned from yesterday’s experience, Yagyū Simozi went downstairs first and started preparing a simple breakfast, which satisfied Guan Caizi. She also showed appropriate concern for her "daughter’s" studying situation. Simozi echoed yesterday’s progress and replied, "It’s pretty stable, basically."

Then, she received a serious blow to her head as Guan Caizi sternly said, "Don’t aim too high in your ambitions. Saying too many things that are too grand will only bring bad luck."

Yagyū Simozi’s mood became complicated. She thought to herself that if she had the ability to grant poison milk, she would have wished for the aliens to invade Earth earlier.

But the mother’s authority made her tremble with fear and not dare to say much.

After finally finishing breakfast at home, and with a reminder from Guan Ling, she remembered that she had a job to do today.

The weekend has arrived, and it’s a good thing to spend free time doing odd jobs to gain social experience.

With her own million-dollar savings, Yagyū Simozi had never experienced working before. She once tried to work at a convenience store, but she got fired on the same day for beating up three thugs, catching two thieves, and lacking facial expressions.

The store manager tried to teach her how to serve customers with a smile. He advised her to ignore the thieves if possible, and to avoid trouble with the thugs. Most customers were willing to pay, and if anything was missing, she had to pay for it herself when doing the accounting, to avoid getting the police involved and causing trouble for the store.

Yagyū Simozi thought what the manager said made no sense. Is working really that suffocating? On the spot, she decided to quit. The store manager’s face changed and said that she had caused a lot of losses, so she either had to work for another half-month or compensate for the losses… or…

Then she pressed the store manager’s face onto the table and rubbed it three times. The store manager showed a bruised and swollen face, but still smiled and said goodbye.

When she returned home, she complained to her elder brother about this annoyance. Bai Wei smiled and said she didn’thing wrong, as expected from his sister.

Later, Yagyū Simozi passed by that convenience store and found that it had closed down. It wasn’t because of retaliation, but the people nearby said it was heavily targeted by thieves. The store manager was cowardly and often watched by them. Even if someone openly took something, he wouldn’t dare to say anything. The store employees even reported to the police, saying that the store manager harassed the staff. This led to a rich girl from an elite school getting arrested for stealing a pork cutlet rice dish. Her silver bracelet was pretty.

This experience left a very bad impression on Yagyū Simozi about working. She thought it was better to start her own business. Eating under someone else’s roof inevitably invites criticism, and even if the problem wasn’t her fault, she still had to consider social graces. People weren’t friendly enough to someone like her, who took things seriously.

Guan Ling is more skilled at dealing with people than Yagyū Simozi, perhaps because she is used to a busy and difficult life. She knows how to go with the flow and can handle challenges from different directions, even responding softly to someone who is being difficult.

They changed jobs several times, and when they worked together, they negotiated to get extra pay for temporary work, but it’s not clear how she managed to succeed.

After spending half a day with Guan Ling, Yagyū Simozi’s impression of her changed slightly. She realized that Guan Ling is not a small squirrel, but a small hedgehog.

As we all know, small hedgehogs have the potential to evolve into dragon slayers, so maybe we can look forward to that.

Around three o’clock in the afternoon, Guan Ling came over with a drink, saying, "Here, it’s an employee benefit here."

Yagyū Simozi stretched her body and felt sore all over. She said, "You really should exercise your body."

Guan Ling replied, "I feel like I have more energy than I can ever use."

Yagyū Simozi rolled her eyes and said, "Who do you think is using this body right now?"

She also watched cartoons with Bai Wei and heard her older brother say that if her body is a top-level Wing Gundam, then Guan Ling’s body is at most a Zaku.

"What is the next job?" Yagyū Simozi remembered that Diwu had asked this question multiple times today. She was even impressed by this little hedgehog. Her mother only said it was a one-day job, and indeed it was just for one day. But when added up, it exceeded five jobs.

"Take a break, no hurry." Guan Ling drank an energy drink, comfortably stretching her body. Then she noticed the other person’s gaze, and her cheeks turned red. "Don’t look at me like that. Today, there are two of us, so the work gets done extra fast. Usually, I do a maximum of three jobs. Today, I went above and beyond."

"So you’re treating me as free labor," Yagyū Simozi hummed.

"It’s not free. The money is here." Guan Ling handed over the money. "You earned 20,000 yen yourself."

Simozi accepted it without hesitation. It was her own earnings. But she also understood, "It seems that you don’t work in a fixed location. Instead, you do temporary jobs everywhere, filling in for others."

"You got it. This way, I have the highest efficiency and income. I confirm the job for the day in advance and make arrangements," Guan Ling said.

"You really work hard," Yagyū Simozi admired her spirit of striving but had no intention of emulating it. This passionate lifestyle was completely foreign to her. Guan Ling never mentioned dreams from start to finish. She only had short-term goals. For most people, dreams are too heavy and can make them struggle to catch their breath. But Yagyū Simozi was different. Dreams were just a slightly higher place for her. She could reach out and touch them with effort.

This difference also determines the different ways of living.

"Take a rest." Guan Ling looked at the time and said it was about time. Simozi asked what the last job was.

After blinking her eyes, Guan Ling smiled and said, "Music festival."

…

Meanwhile, a handsome guy was pushing a cart on the road, but the motorcycle ran out of gas.

…

In the depths of the sea, the gray tide rolled and surged. A fragment floated up from the abyss and was swept away by the current.