Hot Spring Egg

Bonnie led Luo Mu all the way to the reserved hotel room.

The moment he slid open the door, a fresh, pleasant woody fragrance drifted into Luo Mu's nose.

Looking around, the room was spacious and had several bedrooms, so there was no need to worry about everyone being cramped while sleeping.

More importantly, all the necessary furniture had been arranged quietly and neatly throughout the room. Luo Mu thought this blend of Japanese and Western styles was excellent.

He simply could not accept laying a quilt over tatami mats and calling that a place to rest.

If it was not a bed, he would not be able to sleep comfortably.

And then there was putting cushions beside a low wooden tea table, then sitting cross-legged or kneeling.

His legs would really go numb that way. Wasn't lying on a sofa much better?

In short, the part he had worried about most was also fine, and Luo Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

By then, Bonnie had personally finished introducing the room's layout. With a flick of her wrist, she opened the fan she had been holding and used it to cover half her face.

Then, she blinked playfully.

"Next comes the main event, Luo Mu-kun."

Opening a sliding door decorated with unknown flowers, Bonnie led Luo Mu into the private courtyard attached to the suite.

The courtyard had clearly been carefully pruned, designed, and maintained by a professional gardener. More importantly, after turning from the lower-left corner of the courtyard onto another gravel path and walking forward a few steps—

A huge hot spring pool wreathed in white steam came into view, and a faint sulfurous scent rushed into his nostrils.

That was precisely the specialty Luo Mu had been longing for—Lavaridge Town's Lavaridge Hot Spring.

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