The cycle of monotony on the road kept me thinking that i had taken off the highway without realizing it. This time, i did not travel to the mountains for the sake of quietness, to choose a balconian roof, to choose a god of peace, to spend three days in peace. It is important that i choose this place for 40 minutes, and i hope that this reason does not lead me to a wrong decision. From the east exit, it continued on a navigational basis, saving good road conditions and arriving in shibuya valley in 45 minutes. This is mizuura, and if it wasn't for navigation, it's really hard to find this quiet flower. I'll be back in blood. It has been more than four hours since we slept near noon to open our eyes again, after a simple wash, and we intend to feel this. It wasn't my fault that i had a knife in my mouth when i walked out of the door, and then asked the staff to understand that it was a translation from the local people, which was probably the secret. After lunch, the village was qui...