Winter in Nara is not exactly the peak tourist season.
As the heavy snow falls, people on the streets become even scarcer, with only vehicles silently coming and going, the sound of the snow powder breaking covered by the honking beneath.
When resting at the gas station, Huai Shi bought two bottles of water from the convenience store.
Luo Su, however, was unfazed by the heavy snow, sitting on a bench at the corner smoking a cigar, looking very much like a polar bear, yet oddly harmonious. It's hard to say what others thought, as it didn't cause any commotion at all.
"Here, the tea you wanted."
Huai Shi handed over the items, then unfolded the complimentary tourist map, deciphering the symbols and directions: "Where are you going to meet your old friend?"
"I don't know. After all these years with no contact, all I know is she's in Nara, and nothing else." Luo Su shook his head.
