This must be the dedicated tour guide.
She wasn't carrying any gear that reflected her profession, but at a glance, she did look rather capable.
True to its designation, was this mission actually tourism-themed?
Though this was an urban area, the view from here really was quite nice.
And amid the crowds of people coming and going, you could even get a faint sense of the local culture mentioned in the introduction.
The vehicle that felt like it ought to be ready for the scrap heap was, unmistakably, an old red tram. It had the distinct quality of making noise everywhere except its bell, and compared to the ones over by the academy, it could pass for an antique.
Stubbornly wobbling along, the tram could practically be said to plow right through the crowd.
Yet the pedestrians coming and going seemed to have little concept of keeping a safe distance, and were barely inconvenienced as they moved about.
Meanwhile, the small vendors lining both sides of the street, surrounded by piles of colorful souvenirs, barely glanced at the fresh batch of tourists delivered by the tram. Quite a few were even dozing with their eyes closed.
"Such a shame. You missed one of the essential activities."
As she took in the scene, the tour guide seemed a little surprised by Fu Qian's behavior. While ushering more people off the tram, she expressed her regret that he hadn't collided with the crowd.
"I was mainly worried my glasses might poke someone."
Fu Qian merely pointed at his face.
That was right. While admiring the scenery just now, he'd even had more than one pane of glass between himself and it.
Though what he had on his face now was much too large to call sunglasses. However he wore it, it looked