After feeling the sultry gust of hot air, Su Yang looked up at the sky.
He saw dark clouds drifting over from the direction of Mount Fuji in the distance.
However, he did not pay much attention to them, because the tour guide had said earlier that the typhoon would not make landfall until three days later.
After all, the information had come from the meteorological station and was generally quite accurate. The difference should not be more than half a day, before or after.
There were still at least two and a half days before the typhoon made landfall. The dark clouds in the sky were probably just a minor effect of the approaching typhoon.
A little rain would not be a problem, so Su Yang did not look any longer.
Everyone walked into the busy downtown area to stroll around, while the girls ran to an ice cream shop and lined up to buy several ice creams.
At five fifty, following the tour guide's recommendation, they went to a restaurant called Matsuya Meat Shop for dinner.
It was a restaurant specializing in island-style barbecue. Although it was not particularly high-end, it was not bad either. The restaurant had a very pleasant atmosphere, and the tour guide said the food was excellent as well.
It was dinner time, so there were quite a few customers.
However, they did not need to wait in line. The restaurant still had several private rooms available.
Everyone followed a young male waiter to a private room that could seat fifteen people and took their seats.
The waiter distributed several menus to Su Yang and the others.
Su Yang ordered a serving of island wagyu steak for everyone, then added a sashimi platter of salmon, tuna, sea bream, and northern sweet shrimp.
The others