Journey with Space Club Girls Part 2

[It started with a gentle kiss]

　A whirlwind day is coming to an end after being picked up at the airport early in the morning. Starting with breakfast at the market, we will study about the Vietnam War at the War Remnants Museum and the Cu Chi Tunnels, during which we will unexpectedly be reminded of our childhood memories. For dinner, we enjoyed sophisticated Vietnamese cuisine at the hotel. Then, the two of us look back on our day together while having a glass at the open bar on the rooftop. But the end of the day is definitely that.
　Today's inn is a classic hotel along the Saigon River whose capital has changed rapidly from France to Japan to France to America to Vietnam. It is also a hotel that has looked at the modern history of Vietnam. Although it has been repeatedly renovated and equipped with modern facilities, the basic design is old-style, so it cannot be denied that it feels somewhat old. At the same time, it can also be described as a building that makes you feel the weight of history, so in short, the evaluation of this hotel will depend on your personal preferences. Joe didn't feel bad. Above all, I'm glad that Sawako is happy.
 I took a shower first, dimmed the lights a little, and sat on the bed waiting for Sawako to come out of the bathroom. The loud sound of a hair dryer can be heard coming from the bathroom, and it seems like Sawako is quickly drying his hair. Suddenly, the sound of the hair dryer stops and the bathroom door opens. Then, in the dim light, Sawako, wearing a bathrobe, slowly approached me. It feels like a similar scene has been repeated between an unspecified number of girls in the past, but no matter how many times she experiences it, it's still a moment that makes her heart flutter. Joe's excitement had already reached its peak.
  With her hair down, which she usually wears, Sawako exudes a completely different allure than during the day. Her undried hair reflected in the dim light of the room, and the slight light made Sawako even more sensual. When Sawako stood in front of Yaora Joe, she slowly took off her bathrobe, as if teasing her. Lace lingerie with a bright red color appeared, and it appeared vaguely in the dim light of the room. It doesn't feel like the real world. Moreover, her body is so seductive and erotic that it will make you sigh. The faint scent of soap also stimulates Joe's sense of smell. Then, as if to stir up Joe's excitement even more, Sawako stood him up from sitting on the bed, stimulated his cheek with her still damp hair, and slowly brought her lips closer to his.
  It was a gentle, short kiss. They just pressed their lips together, but their tongues didn't touch each other. Unlike the limbs, it was never a sensual or passionate kiss. But that's exactly why I imagined the dizzying time that was about to begin, and that's exactly what happened.
　A sensual night always begins with a gentle kiss.

[A stormy day in Ho Chi Minh City]

　Early in the morning, I went to pick up Sawako from the airport. Sawako came out of the arrival gate wearing sunglasses, a white sleeveless blouse, jeans, and a light beige cardigan. I knew right away that she was the one because of her height and good figure. Joe shakes her hand, and Sawako turns around. Joe loves casual moments like this.
　First, give them a hug. The feel of hair on his cheek and the faint smell of perfume stimulate Joe's crotch.
“Joe-chan, I haven’t had breakfast yet since I passed the in-flight meal pass.Would you like to go eat some food first?”
"That's what I was planning to do. Let's go sightseeing and go to the market in the city."
　 After dropping off Sawako's luggage via Grab via the hotel, we headed to the city's largest local market. You can find almost everything here, from souvenirs to clothing, daily necessities, and food. There are also stores that sell laughably fake luxury watches. Although it is mainly visited by tourists, the food court and fresh produce stores serve as the kitchens of the locals. In other words, there are 2000 miscellaneous individual shops, and once you step inside, you'll find yourself in a lively market where you can hear people speaking Vietnamese, English, and sometimes Japanese.
 Though confused by the hustle and bustle of the market, Joe takes Sawako to a food court lined with restaurants and orders at the restaurant that is said to have the best food. He takes the bowl and sits down on a wobbly plastic chair. The chairs are low chairs like those found in Japanese public baths, and the table is also low, so you have to bend down to eat. Moreover, it is difficult for Japanese people to eat noodles because it is forbidden not only in Vietnam but also in Southeast Asian cultural regions to slurp the noodles loudly or lift the bowl to eat. The Southeast Asian style is to place the noodles on the spoon and eat without making a noise or lifting the bowl, but as a typical Japanese Joe, I just want to slurp. However, I also think that obeying one's hometown is basic manners for foreigners.
　 Another complaint? Joe loves pho, but he thinks that the taste of pho in South Vietnam is much lower than in the north. I can't say for certain because I haven't compared them accurately, but the taste of the soup is also different. In Japan, it can be said that there is a difference between Kansai-style and Kanto-style dashi. Moreover, there are few types of meat in Pho in the south, and chicken, my favorite, is a minor feature. This store at the market also didn't have chicken, much to Joe's dismay. I had no choice but to choose pork for Joe and beef for Sawako, but I thought the Hanoi version was much more delicious. But at least Sawako said, ``I thought kuit tiao was the most delicious noodle in the world, but pho isn't bad either.'' At least it was a relief.

[When I was a child, there was the Vietnam War]

　Do you want to study after eating? It's time. Take Grab to the War Remnants Museum. It is a museum with an interesting name. And speaking of war in Vietnam, it is a war with the United States. This museum probably got its name because its main purpose is to show what happened during the war with the United States. Although the building itself is not very large, with three floors, the exhibits are very rich.
　This may be because during the Vietnam War, mainly Japanese intellectuals formed the ``Peace in Vietnam! Citizens' Union (commonly known as Beheiren)'' and carried out peace activities.The museum exhibits exhibits from Vietnam. There are also explanations in Japanese as well as English, so even if you have no knowledge of the Vietnam War, you can understand to some extent. At this point, Joe had only been in Ho Chi Minh for about a week, but he had already been here twice. That's why I wanted to bring Sawako with me.
　The Vietnam War ended in 1975 with victory for North Vietnam. Joe was in the fifth grade at the time. He wasn't particularly interested in world news, but he remembers well the footage of North Vietnamese tanks breaking into the presidential palace in Saigon. He had studied abroad in the United States and had only American friends, so the fact that his father cried when he saw the news video made this video unforgettable. He has already visited this museum twice because the exhibits here have brought back many memories of his childhood.
  For example, about Tony. Tony was his father's best friend when he studied abroad in America. Tony participated in the Vietnam War as a military doctor. It was probably an exceptional case, but Tony was able to take vacations at regular intervals. During his vacation, he can go anywhere in the world, and the military pays for his ticket. Tony chose Japan as his vacation destination and spent over two weeks at our home. Joe's memories were just starting (he was living in Nishinomiya at the time), so it would have been the end of the 2s. This coincided with the time when the United States entered the war in earnest and the situation became a quagmire.
  I don't remember much, but on the weekends during our stay, Tony took my sister and Joe to the chapel at Kwansei Gakuin. Neither her sister nor Joe speak English, so we wouldn't have been able to communicate. However, I clearly remember Tony praying fervently. Joe had to wait quietly during that time, but he also remembers that he couldn't make a fuss because his scary sister was standing next to him glaring at her.
　The chapel became the place to go to get candy after the pastor started giving him candy because he couldn't see Joe getting bored.
 　In Joe's memory, Tony came to our house once again and went to Kwansei Gakuin's chapel after all. I heard this much later, but his father said that when Tony left the chapel, his eyes were always red and swollen. His sister said the same thing, but that scene for Joe? I have no recollection of that. My girlfriend's sister used to scold me, saying, ``You remember the boring things so well, but you forget the important things.'' My father, Tony, and my scary older sister have all been demonized, so there's no way to confirm the truth.
　Anyway, what did Tony pray in the chapel? In any case, he never expected that a museum in Ho Chi Minh would bring back so many memories of his childhood.

[Sawako's charm is intellectual curiosity]

　Sawako was born in the late 1990s, so naturally she has no memories of the Vietnam War, and her knowledge is only at textbook level. She said that for young Japanese girls, this is a place that they would not be able to enjoy at all without some prior knowledge.
 On the other hand, although it is an afterthought, there are relatively familiar names to Joe. Minoru Odami and Shunsuke Tsurumi of Beheiren. Battlefield photographers Robert Capa, Kyoichi Sawada, Taizo Ichinose, and Fumihiro Ishikawa. The Vietnam War special issue of LIFE magazine is lined up with detailed explanations. And then there is the introduction of deformed children who are said to have been affected by US military defoliants. Beto and Doc, conjoined twins, were widely reported in Japan. After undergoing medical examination in Japan, they underwent separation surgery in Vietnam.
　Joe doesn't have any special knowledge about this war, and he doesn't usually think about historical events. But the exhibits here remind Joe of his childhood. He felt rude but nostalgic by bringing back various memories.
　On the other hand, since Sawako was never born in the first place, she doesn't have any memories. Vietnam's modern history is mainly a history of wars with foreign countries (France -> Japan -> France -> America), so it's not very bright.
　However, Sawako was even more enthusiastic about the exhibits than Joe, listening to the audio guide and asking Joe all kinds of questions. That's right, Sawako's greatest appeal lies in this intellectual curiosity. And it reminded her of Princess Nana. Princess Nana is special to Joe, and although she speaks irreverently, she doesn't compare herself to other Universe girls. To be honest, she is not worthy of comparison. However, when she was with Sawako, she lost all traces of a princess. Although we only intended to stay for a short time, we ended up staying in the museum for more than two hours, and the three of us felt like we were enjoying the museum to the fullest.

[Cu Chi Tunnel in the afternoon]

　After leaving the museum, we picked bai mi (also delicious in Hanoi) from a street food stall, and in the afternoon went on a private tour of the Cu Chi Tunnels that we had booked in advance. Our guide, Mr. I, appeared with the driver at the meeting point, and after greeting us in fluent Japanese, we headed to the Cu Chi Tunnels on the outskirts of Ho Chi Minh City.
　The Cu Chi Tunnels were a guerrilla base for the North Vietnamese government during the Vietnam War. Since the guerrilla base was located just 200 kilometers from Saigon, it would have been a threat to the South Vietnamese government and the American military. This tunnel leads all the way to Cambodia and is said to span a total distance of XNUMX kilometers. Originally built during the French colonial era, this tunnel was controlled by North Vietnam even during the time when Vietnam was divided into North and South. It is said that there were many people in this area who felt sympathy for North Vietnam, including guerrillas, spies, and Saigonese citizens who cooperated in transporting supplies.
　The city is still congested, and cars move slowly. Since it takes time to go on an unexpected journey, I ended up having a conversation with Mr. I. After the usual tourist talk, we started talking about the Vietnam War since we were going somewhere.
“Mr. I, how old were you when the Vietnam War ended?”
“I was five years old.”
“Were you born in Saigon?” “Yes.”
"Do you remember anything when the war ended?"
"As a child, there were many things I didn't understand. I especially didn't understand why Vietnamese people had to fight each other. But my fondest memory is that there was so little food to eat and I was always hungry. That's true. I had a lot of siblings, so if I stayed idle, I would run out of food quickly. There was a lot of war going on in my family."
Mr. I continues with a laugh.
"I'm the 13th of 12 siblings."
　Now it's Joe and Sawako's turn to be surprised. According to Mr. I, this was common at the time. Mr. I remembers that there were no families with fewer than 10 people in the neighborhood.

　It took about 1 hour and 30 minutes to reach the Cu Chi Tunnels. Although only a portion of the facility is open to the public and it is not a very large facility, it has been preserved as a war historical park so that you can clearly see what it was like back then. Because it was a guerrilla base, tens of thousands of guerrillas lived inside the tunnel. The depth is about 10 meters depending on the location, so in the case of an airstrike, they have to dive deep to survive. The image of an airstrike is that it lasts for hours, but according to Mr. I, it lasted for about 30 minutes at most. Still, it takes no average amount of mental strength to literally hold your breath inside a narrow underground passage. Current scholars can enter the preserved tunnel, so Joe tried it out too, but it only lasted about five minutes.
　Another feature here is that there are countless pitfalls in the jungle. Once it falls, it will be taken alive if a net has been set up, otherwise it will become prey to a spear placed in place of the net. American forces launched air and land attacks, but both were unsuccessful. In particular, during ground battles, many American soldiers fell into pits and were killed, which is said to have caused a loss of will to fight. I felt like I was able to understand for a moment why the North Vietnamese army was able to defeat the United States despite the overwhelming difference in quantity.

[Current situation in Vietnam]
 Since it was near evening on the way back, the traffic was even worse, and it took me more than 30 minutes longer than on the way there. However, I had a lively conversation with Mr. I in the car, so I didn't get bored at all. The topic is mainly about daily life after the Vietnam War. The company Sawako works for has plans to expand into Vietnam, and it seems that she was interested in doing research on that as well.
　As mentioned above, Mr. I is one of 13 children, and his father worked at a US military facility, so his older four siblings were able to immigrate to the United States after the war ended due to his connections. Her father's American boss became the underwriter.
　``My brothers were lucky,'' Mr. I says.
　Mr. I also wanted to immigrate to the United States, but his wish was not fulfilled because diplomatic relations had been severed for a long time after the war ended. So she decided to study Japanese and now runs a Japanese language school in Vietnam. Normally, he would not be on the tour as a tour guide, but other guides had already left, so Mr. I appeared.
　According to Mr. I, Vietnam was in extreme chaos after the war ended. South Vietnam's elites were treated poorly after unification. Mr. I's father is one of them. So life was always difficult.
　During the war, the North Vietnamese government advertised that, ``After the unification of Vietnam, all land would once belong to the government and then be distributed to the people.'' Although some wealthy people were horrified by this propaganda, many of the people were peasant farmers who found this policy appealing and sometimes cooperated with the North Vietnamese government as guerrillas and spies.
  In conclusion, the North Vietnamese government's promise to distribute land was not fulfilled. On the contrary, Ho Chi Minh, the founding father of Vietnam, died before the war ended. He left behind a will in which he specified that he would be exempt from paying taxes for three years after the end of the war, but this content was kept secret for a long time.
  Perhaps because Mr. I is from Saigon, he seems to have a strong sense of distrust towards the current Vietnamese government. So Joe asks the ultimate question.
 “Will the socialist regime in Vietnam be maintained in the future?”
　Mr. I's answer is clear.
“It will collapse within a few years.”
 Mr. I cites the inequality and injustice of the current government as the basis for this.
  Vietnam is a socialist country, so the basic principle is equal pay and free education and medical care. However, as economic disparity has widened in recent years, the number of services available for free has become smaller. Good schools and advanced medical care cost a lot of money, so only wealthy people can go to hospitals.
　 And because Vietnamese society, especially government offices, have the authority to approve and license, they have become a hotbed for fraud.
``Vietnam is a bribery paradise,'' says Mr. I.
　Mr. I talked about the corruption incident that occurred last year as an example.
　Last year, the Minister of Health was arrested on corruption charges. The amount is 40 billion yen in Japanese yen. The minister was lining his pocket by forcing the public to pay for cheap coronavirus test kits purchased using the national budget at several times the price. After getting over his anger and laughing, Mr. I describes what happened with a bitter smile. Moreover, the prison where the arrested minister is being held is a special room with a kitchen, bath, toilet, air conditioner, and a maid (Mr. I says that she is probably also a sexual partner). This is no longer a punishment.
"If you were surprised by this, you wouldn't be able to survive in Vietnam. Mr. Minister, you go home on the weekends, even though you paid bribes to the prison warden."
　Since Vietnam is supposed to be a one-party dictatorship of the Communist Party, freedom of the press is not allowed at the Japanese level. So I don't know how true Mr. I's story is. However, since this is the age of SNS, there is probably some truth to it.
　As we got closer to the city, the traffic became heavier (there are more than 10 motorbikes in Ho Chi Minh City, which are used by local residents), so we arrived at the hotel later than planned, but that's all it took to meet Mr. I. I was able to enjoy the conversation. We exchanged business cards, gave a slightly larger tip, and split up. Until now, Joe had not really appreciated the existence of tourist guides, but this day made him keenly aware that the best way to learn about a local area is to ask the locals.

【The last thing is about that]

　We had dinner at a sophisticated Vietnamese restaurant in the hotel (it was delicious, but it was too sophisticated and lacking in wildness compared to typical Vietnamese cuisine). After having a glass at the bar, we returned to our room. It started with a gentle kiss, and a sensual time passed, and it was about to reach its climax.
　All of their underwear had already been stripped off. Starting from the bed, May Love moved to the sofa and then to the window, then returned to the bed and was about to have her final pleasure. . As we caressed each other's every part repeatedly, both of us were more than enough. After enjoying several positions, Sawako finally decided to take the cowgirl position, which is her favorite position. Sawako, who was sweating slightly, was on top and slowly lowered herself onto Joe. A short but erotic sigh escapes from Sawako. Naturally, her breasts, which had not succumbed to the rocket-shaped gravity, swayed in front of Joe's eyes. It's a wonderful view. At the same time, the glide of his hips accelerates, Sawako's breathing becomes heavier, and she repeats various lewd words. Joe had already exceeded his limit for quite some time, but was Sawako cheering him on by saying, "Not yet, just a little more"? I was encouraged by this and desperately persevered. Then, with Sawako's loud scream, Joe was released, and the two reached their climax almost at the same time.
　It was great sex. I once again thought that Sawako's charm lies in her intellectual and obscene curiosity. It reminded her of a princess, so it was a painfully happy association. Starting tomorrow, I will spend two nights in Sirimap, Cambodia. It's sure to be a fun trip.

On this day, Joe was able to sleep soundly, dreaming of the trip that would begin tomorrow.