This is a small but exquisite wooden house with an elevated floor and far-reaching eaves. It looks a bit like a Japanese building during the Meiji Restoration period, but not exactly like it. It is more like a combination of Sino-Japanese style. It is hidden in the dense forest and looks great from a distance.

It looks like a landscape painting when you go up there, quiet and out of the dust, just like a fairyland on earth.

The road this time was not too long. Not long after we came out of the flower field, Aoki Izawa and I were already standing in front of the cabin door.

From a closer look, the cabin looks less fairy-like and more real. The walls and the wooden ladder leading to the door are all spotless. There are many different kinds of seasonal vegetables grown in the small vegetable patch not far from the door.

It is surrounded by an exquisite small fence. It can be seen that someone lives here, and the person who lives here is also a diligent and meticulous person.

As the fear of being coerced by Aoki Izawa deepened, my curiosity also increased. I didn't know who lived in this wooden house.

Just as he was thinking about it, Aoki Izawa had already opened the door first. The delicate wooden door made a soft "squeak" sound, and the light from outside instantly illuminated the slightly dim interior, revealing the spotless wooden floor.

The interior is very similar to the interior of other ancient Japanese buildings. The interior adopts an open layout, and the living rooms are small and exquisite. Sliding doors, pillars and beams, siding, etc. are not painted. Although there is no obvious entrance in the wooden house, it is neat and clean.

The wooden floor simply made it unbearable to walk in with shoes on. Izawa Aoki took off his shoes first and walked in. I also took off my shoes and followed with my bare feet.

Perhaps because of the open layout, the wooden house does not look too big from the outside, but it feels much more open inside. The clean and tidy floors and simple furniture look very exquisite, but the house is empty, as if there is no one there.

In general, I walked through a small corridor under the leadership of Aoki Izawa and stood in front of a door.

After a while, "Why don't you come in?" A deep and majestic voice suddenly came from the door.

I was startled. The timbre of this voice was very magnetic, but the coldness and majesty in it were not flattering at all. However, Aoki Izawa had no expression on his face. The moment he opened the door, I suddenly felt

There was an inexplicable surge of energy and blood, and my heart suddenly started beating fast like a clockwork. It was a sense of tension that I had never experienced before. I subconsciously resisted entering the door and stepped back, but was stopped by Aoki.

Izawa grabbed the wrist first.
Chapter completed!