After some walking and stopping, they finally reached their destination before it got dark.
This was a huge grassland that also served as an observation deck, and standing at the edge of the cliff, one could overlook the entire town.
Dubian Che didn't know which city lay at the foot of the mountain; it was definitely not Tokyo, not Capital City, and certainly not his hometown, Misezawa.
"Let's start setting up camp, then go soak in the hot springs!" Mrs. Jiutiao was used to taking charge, having had her way the entire trip.
While setting up the tents, Dubian Che quietly asked Jiutiao Meiji: "What was your mom like when she was young? Was she very harsh on you?"
"Not exactly harsh, just strict." Jiutiao Meiji handed Dubian Che a tent peg.
Dubian Che glanced at Mrs. Jiutiao, who, along with Mrs. Kiyono, was eagerly setting up a tent using the instruction manual.
"I can't imagine her being strict." Dubian Che shook his head. "Kiyono, have you ever seen her mother being strict?"
