August 18, the Wind Instrument Club's third day in Karuizawa.
Xiaoquan Aonai and her two friends woke up early.
Suddenly immersed in a new environment, the comfortable and romantic Karuizawa invigorated the three young women to be more positive about life, and they had agreed the night before to go for a jog in the morning.
"What a thick fog!" Akiko exclaimed, stretching her arms as they stepped out of the hotel.
"It's a bit cold." Miyazaki Mieko sniffled, seemingly a bit uncomfortable.
Xiaoquan Aonai, looking at the hazy fog, remembered the Karuizawa mornings that Dubian Che had mentioned several times.
Perhaps she might even encounter him in the fog—it was a thought that suddenly popped into her mind.
"Which way should we run?" Akiko took out a tourist map she had gotten from the hotel lobby.
"Look here," Xiaoquan Aonai pointed to the south of the hotel on the map, "there's a country club here with a small golf course. How about we run around the golf course?"
