In a country like Dongying, their favorite pastime is soaking in hot springs.
Countless hot spring inns are scattered everywhere.
Initially, Han Dong thought he would be heading to a secluded, even dilapidated hot spring inn that hardly anyone frequented anymore, considering there were rumors of hauntings.
Yet, to his surprise.
As the taxi arrived at the hillside guesthouse with a hot spring.
The parking lot in front of the inn was full of cars.
Several employees in kimonos were welcoming guests at the entrance, seeming almost overwhelmed.
"Sir, did you have a reservation?"
"No..."
"If you don't have a reservation, I'm afraid all of our rooms are already booked for tonight. I'm very sorry."
"Oh… Can we wait here? If someone checks out last minute, give us their room."
The staff member awkwardly replied: