Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 368 - 367: A Spontaneous Trip

Chapter 368: Chapter 367: A Spontaneous Trip

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The electric train traveled along the tracks.

Compared to Tokyo, the trains in the countryside seemed less smooth and were older, lacking the brand-new and modern feel of Tokyo’s trains.

It hadn’t been long since daybreak when Xia Yu had set out.

Thus, he successfully left Tokyo by train, stopping at Ueno Station, then Shinjuku Station, and finally arriving at Enoshima Station in Kamakura.

Just minutes earlier, at Enoshima Station, he had boarded the century-old "Kamakura Enoshima Electric Railway," wandering through the ancient Kamakura City.

The "Kamakura Enoshima Electric Railway" is Kamakura’s main transportation hub. A few minutes ago, the old-fashioned train was still slowly moving along the seaside, with sea breezes blowing in through the open windows, sweeping across the compartment and exiting the other side.

Now, the train had entered a narrow alley lined with residential houses, with low-rise houses filled with Japanese style to either side; abundant plants and flowers; all in all, looking out of the window was a delightful surprise with pleasing scenery.

"Hey, old man, I’ve arrived in Kamakura."

On the train, Xia Yu called the old man back, "That temple you mentioned, where exactly is it?"

He was frustrated.

Last night the old man had advised him to go on a retreat in the outskirts of Tokyo, and Kamakura, being an hour’s drive from Tokyo, indeed counted as Tokyo’s outskirts, but the problem was, the address the old man had given him was very vague.

"You won’t find it on your own; wait until you get off at Kamakura High School, I’ll have that old friend of mine send someone to take you there," the old man coolly said.

"Come on!"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes.

He actually wanted to find a place for a retreat; Tokyo, after all, was a metropolis, noisy and busy, and he couldn’t find peace there not even for a moment.

Then, he happily accepted the old man’s suggestion and within one night, he sorted out everything, replied to Liangzi Lina, had An Yilun post a notice of closure on the website, and instructed Feng Zhizi to take good care of the shopping street renovation.

Food battles, restaurant, shopping street.

Having dealt with these three major issues, Xia Yu felt carefree, grabbed his luggage, and set off on a spontaneous trip.

"By the way, old man, you mentioned that this retreat would be good for me to understand my ’finisher,’ is that true?" Xia Yu asked about the ’finisher,’ the thing he was most concerned about.

What made him decide to pick up his bag and leave last night was still that sentence from the old man.

"Of course!"

The old man replied, "The special-grade ’finisher’ dishes are already vaguely showing hints of Qilin dishes. So, if you want to master a special-grade ’finisher’ recipe, you need to elevate your culinary heart first and try to understand the profound meaning of food."

It was still somewhat cryptic.

Xia Yu intended to ask more, but the old man had already hung up the phone.

After a while, they arrived at the station in front of Kamakura High School; Xia Yu got off with his bag. It might have been that he felt he had returned to solid ground, but the zipper of his slightly open luggage was undone, and a little head poked out, sweetly calling out to Xia Yu.

"Be good!" Xia Yu patted the little cat’s head.

He actually didn’t want to bring this little thing along, but since there was no one at home and he had been raising it for quite some time, he felt guilty about leaving the cat to fend for itself and decided to bring it along.

"Um..."

At that moment, voices came from behind him.

"Are you a compatriot?" A couple, tourists, got off the train with Xia Yu.

The female tourist looked around cluelessly while the male tourist approached to ask for directions.

"Yes!"

Xia Yu nodded.

It wasn’t strange to meet fellow countrymen tourists since the Kamakura Enoshima Electric Railway line was quite popular.

"Is this the station in front of Kamakura High School?"

The young man asked excitedly.

"I guess so, it’s my first time here too," Xia Yu, one hand in his pocket and the other holding his bag, stood on the train station platform and pointed toward the glittering sea ahead, "I think this is the only place where you can see the ocean, a high school by the sea!"

"Just here! Right here!"

Soon, a female tourist looking around held up a comparison photo, pointing behind the platform, "Go up from there and keep walking. You’ll find Kamakura High School!"

After seeing off the couple, Xia Yu turned to the slope.

It was now past nine in the morning, and there were still students in uniforms trickling towards the school.

It was early July, two to three weeks before summer vacation. Xia Yu would have liked to tour Kamakura High School, but considering he was also a high school student, he might be mistaken for a student, so he quickly abandoned the idea.

He waited outside the platform for a full half hour. Just as Xia Yu was becoming impatient, the rumbling sound of a high-capacity motorcycle roared from afar, stopping in front of Kamakura High School like a red phantom.

Surprisingly, the rider was not a man in a tight racing suit, but a graceful young woman in a long floral dress that swept the ground.

"Hello."

The female rider greeted him as she took off her helmet.

Then, Xia Yu and the female rider looked at each other in astonishment.

"Uh..."

"Hello!"

After a moment, Xia Yu broke the silence, holding back a smile as he extended his hand.

"Screw you!"

The Female Knight rolled her eyes at him, her lips curling into a faint smile, speaking softly, "Grandma told me to pick someone up. Turns out it’s you! Are you planning to come to our temple for a retreat?"

This woman was none other than Yuchuan Meisha, who had gone through the two-star rating assessment with Xia Yu during the spring break.

From March to July, nearly half a year had passed, and Yuchuan Meisha, now of college graduation age, had become even more beautiful.

"It turns out to be your family’s temple."

Xia Yu suddenly realized.

He had long known that Yuchuan Meisha’s family was in Kamakura, Kanagawa, and that they had a shrine or temple, but he had never expected fate to be so wonderful, that the old man had specifically sent him to the outskirts of Tokyo to reconnect with his long-lost friend.

It was already confirmed that Yuchuan Meisha possessed the talent of "Super Hearing."

She had astonished everyone during the rating assessment.

Xia Yu was curious about how her cooking skills had developed over time.

"Get on!"

Yuchuan Meisha handed Xia Yu a helmet and donned one herself, "Shall I show you around Kamakura, or shall we go straight back to the temple..."

"Going to the temple to settle down wouldn’t be too late."

"Alright then!"

The Female Knight briskly got on the bike, and Xia Yu naturally sat behind, holding his luggage in one hand and grasping the tail rack with the other.

Thus, the thrill ride began.

The red, high-capacity motorcycle sped along the rural road, with the scenery on either side blurring as it receded.

Nearly half an hour later, the motorcycle stopped in front of an ancient temple.

Xia Yu followed Yuchuan Meisha off the bike.

"It’s not a shrine!" Xia Yu looked around, gazing back at the road behind him, embraced by lush greenery, with an ancient moss-covered bridge further away.

The terrain here was higher, so standing at the gate of the temple, one could vaguely see the sea in the distance.

Clearly, the temple did not receive outside visitors; the gate was tightly closed, and there were no signs inviting tourists, with wilderness surrounding the area. Fortunately, there was a road, otherwise getting here would have required some effort.

Once inside, it was the full display of summer vegetation.

Maples formed a forest, and ginkgo trees stood tall; it was a pity it was not the season for viewing red leaves, otherwise, the temple covered with red leaves would present a picturesque scene, even just imagining it filled Xia Yu with poetic thoughts.

It was a completely different style from Chiyoda Shrine.

If one had to describe it, it resembled some of the ancient temples back home.