The sun rose high, and the birds chirped softly. Warm sunlight illuminated the green mountains and forests, adding a few rays of brightness to the secluded valley with hot springs. The autumn wind blew through the woods, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees, mingled with the mist from the hot springs, creating an almost heavenly scene on earth.
Xiulote bowed his head, gently kissed the sleeping Alisa, and then got up from the grass bed covered with a cotton blanket. He walked out of the wooden house by the hot spring, and the bright sunlight greeted him, causing him to squint his eyes involuntarily.
"I actually slept until noon..."
The young man murmured, stretched his body, and after a brief Samurai training, he felt sore in his lower back, struggling to exert his strength. He turned to look inside the house and couldn't help but sigh softly.
