Journey with the Space Club Girls Part 1 (Sorry to disappoint)

[Awakening in the morning In Ho Chi Minh]

　When he wakes up on a trip and is with the Space Club Girls, he instantly loses track of where he is. It was the same this time. Joe looked at Sawako, who was sleeping peacefully, with a strange feeling. Why is Sawako here?
　Ah, that's how I came to my senses. It was certainly a great night. As proof of that, Joe himself is still hot and will probably stiffen at the slightest stimulation. The sex was so sensual that I can't remember the last time. There was also an urge to attack Sawako again.
  However, I can't wake up Sawako, who is fast asleep, and I don't want her to know that Joe's climax just after she climaxed last night (I'd like to believe) was a very rare and exceptional event. . So he quietly got out of bed and decided to take a shower to wake up his head properly.
　Hang the shower nozzle on the hook and shower your head with cold water. Her sleepiness disappeared all at once, and I could feel her eyes becoming clearer and her mind starting to work. It's a pleasant morning.
　At this point, Joe realized something. From the moment he wakes up until he takes a shower, he doesn't think about the princess at all. It must be a short time, but the morning has finally come when she wakes up and doesn't think about the princess. Even though he had hoped for such a morning, Joe is overcome with a strange feeling of loneliness, guilt, and for some reason, happiness all mixed together.
　I had mixed feelings, but both Usagi and Kaku would now be able to start a new day. The princess is still a special person, and he may continue to wake up with her in the future, but nearly a year has passed since that day, and Joe leaves the bathroom muttering that he can finally take a new step. was.
  When I came out of the bathroom, wiping my hair with the sleeve of my bathrobe, I saw Sawako sitting up, rubbing her eyes.

``Good morning, sorry, did I wake you up?'' I didn't answer Joe's words.
“Joe-sama, that was great,” Sawako said.
　When Joe first met Sawako, she told him about how her neighbors used to call her ``samatsuke'' when she was a child. He usually called Joe ``chantsuke,'' but when he wanted to make fun of Joe or make fun of him, he called him ``Joe-sama.'' However, today's ``sama'' has a different nuance than usual, and it seems like she really means it. This type of interaction will probably bring the two closer together.
  Sawako was fully awake and approaching Joe. Then he put his hands around Joe's neck. Her face approaches and their lips meet. Unlike last night, we kissed with all our might from the beginning. Their tongues intertwined with each other's. Joe thinks to himself that he should have shaved her beard when he took a shower.
 　It was a long kiss. It's like two lovers. When Joe tries to remove his lips, Sawako tightens her grip around his neck and tries to continue the kiss. Even if this is a way to trap Joe and loosen the purse strings, Joe will gladly play into his hands, and that's what he wants. So Joe stopped all resistance to Sawako. Just like he did to the princess once.
 　When the long kiss ended, Sawako finally removed her hand from her neck. Then she takes off her own bathrobe, then roughly rips off his Joe's bathrobe as well, and presses her lips against his. But this time, Sawako's hand reached Joe's crotch instead of his neck. "Mr. Joe, you're already hard," I whisper in his ear. The gong was rung again this morning.
  Joe thinks so anyway. Why are the roads leading to hell filled with beautiful flowers and a sweet fragrance? Even though I've encountered the same thing over and over again, I never realize it until I'm right at the entrance, and I can't turn back. However, to satisfy Joe's vanity, I would like to note that in Ho Chi Minh, the princess's screams echoed throughout the room not only at night but also in the morning.

[To Sirimap Airport]
　My schedule became tight because I unexpectedly had to fight in the morning. I thought I would have a leisurely breakfast, but I had a quick breakfast with room service. Before she went to the airport, she had promised to go shopping, but at her request, she changed to the beauty salon in the hotel, and Joe swam in the small pool. It might not have been necessary to rush so much since it was an afternoon flight, but Joe likes to take things in plenty of time. He waited for Sawako's beauty salon to finish before moving to the airport.
  It is only a one-hour flight from Ho Chi Minh City to Siem Reap Airport, the closest airport to Angkor Wat. They both fell asleep on the plane, and by the time they woke up, they had arrived at the airport.
  Sirim Ap New Airport was just opened in October this year and is a clean, modern airport with spacious aisles. This is an afterthought, but it is said to be the result of Chinese capital. After completing the visa formalities, I passed through customs and headed for the exit, where Daisuke was waiting for me.
  Daisuke was Osamu's junior (so he was also Joe's junior), so I didn't know him, but he introduced me because he said, ``Paisen, if you're going to Cambodia, there's a junior there, so I'll let him show you around.'' We had exchanged LINE messages beforehand, and he said, ``I'll pick you up with my Jordanian girlfriend. I'll show you around Dave Sherimup.''
  Daisuke recognized Joe and called out to him, ``Joe-san, it's nice to meet you. Welcome to Cherimup.'' The beautiful woman next to her is probably a Jordanian girlfriend. Daisuke is a businessman in his early 30s who started his own business here in Cambodia and has a wide range of businesses. He was originally an official in a certain ministry, and after many twists and turns, he ended up here and started a business. He had a fearless face and I thought he was a young man who would get along well with the aggressive Osamu-kun.
“Daisuke-kun, thank you for coming out of the way, even though you are busy.”
"No, I haven't taken any vacation for the past six months, so it was perfect."
“You usually go to Phnom Penh, right?”
“That’s true, but I also have an office here, and I spend about one week a month in Cherimup. So I can show you a lot of things!”
"I'm looking forward to that. Instead, please introduce me to the beautiful girl next to you."
"It's Louis-chan. As I announced on LINE, she's from Jordan. Her grandmother is Chinese, so she's a Quarter."
  Rui-chan wears a black open-collared shirt and a diamond necklace, a gift from Daisuke, sparkles on her chest. Her hair is blackish gold and her eye color is blue. Maybe it's because she's a quarter, but there's no Chinese element to her at all. However, when she is told that she is a Jordanian trait, nothing comes to mind.
  Joe shook hands while saying ``Hello'' in Japanese, and then briefly introduced himself in English. Sawako then shakes her hand and speaks to her in Mandarin.
``I see you here. I am crying.
Louis started laughing.
 "I'm so excited. I'm not sure if I'll be able to talk to you about it. I'm sure you'll agree with me. I'm looking forward to seeing you."
 Of course, Joe has no idea what the two of them are saying (this is the first appearance in the column in Mandarin. Please do the translation yourself. By the way, I used Google Translate lol). To begin with, I didn't know that Sawako could speak Mandarin. However, they both laughed and not only shook hands, but also hugged, so there is no doubt that they have become much closer.
"Sawako, can you also speak Mandarin?"
"My current boss is Chinese, and I studied abroad in Taiwan, so I'm better at English."
"I didn't know that. What did you say?"
``I introduced myself and said that I have a questionable relationship with Joe. Then Louis replied, ``I also have a questionable relationship with Daisuke.'' It looks like it's going to be fun.''
   We headed to the hotel in a company car driven by Daisuke. The new Toyota Landruzer. It seems to be popular in Cambodia, too, and Daisuke said he had to work hard to get it. According to Daisuke, when buying a new car in Cambodia, the tax is the same as the price of the car, so it cost about twice as much to buy this car as it does in Japan.
 ``I'm not particularly picky, and I'm the type of person who just wants a car to move, but here Toyota has a kind of status, and it's easy to gain trust if you drive one, so I chose this one,'' Daisuke said. valve.
  The sun was already setting, so I couldn't see the scenery clearly from the car window, but the Land Cruiser drove comfortably along the newly built road. The old airport was located in the city center, so you could reach major hotels in about 10 minutes, but the new airport has opened in the suburbs, and it takes about an hour to get to a hotel in the city. In the car, we discussed our plans for tomorrow and decided to leave the hotel before sunrise and watch the sun rise behind Angkor Wat.
　The hotel I booked based on Daisuke's recommendation was on the outskirts of the city centre, but it was only a 15 minute drive to Angkor Wat, so it wasn't that inconvenient. After dropping off my luggage, the company car had already left, so I took a tuk-tuk and headed out for dinner.
  Pub Street, which Daisuke took him to, is a restaurant street decorated with flashy lights typical of Southeast Asia, and is lined with restaurants serving local cuisine, as well as Italian and German cuisine. There are also food stalls around the area that are popular with locals. At Daisuke's recommendation, we entered a local restaurant and were shown to seats on the second floor by the window overlooking the street.
  Most of the customers were foreigners, and in addition to English, they spoke French and German. Even though it was by the window, it was open, so we ate while listening to the noise of the street as background music.
  I couldn't figure it out even after looking at the menu, so I left the choice to Daisuke. The food brought to them was said to be local food, but Joe couldn't tell how it was different from Vietnamese food. However, the taste was good, and beer is still cheaper than water here, so we stacked up on glasses of Angkor Wat, a local beer that cost only $1.
 Daisuke and I are more than 20 years apart, but we went to the same school, so we had a lot of things in common, and we had a lot of fun talking. But Rui-chan probably wouldn't have found it particularly interesting, since he was talking about things that wouldn't be interesting if he wasn't a classmate, and he was speaking in Japanese. She almost wouldn't have noticed if Sawako hadn't elbowed her.
  Now it's Louis-chan's turn to talk about his upbringing. Joe knows almost nothing about Jordan, which is embarrassing. In the first place, I can't even imagine the exact location other than vaguely saying it's in the Middle East. Louie is used to this type of question and shows Joe the map on her phone.
  I see, I know that the neighboring countries are Israel, Saudi Arabia, Syria, Iraq, and the Palestinian Territories. Joe received a lecture in English about the historical relationship between the Palestinian Territories and Jordan, but Joe's understanding of English was poor and he did not understand it well. She just knew that she was an internationally experienced woman.
  Louis was born in Amman, the capital of Jordan. She studied abroad in Taiwan when she was in high school, and then went to the United States for college. After graduating, she worked as a hotel manager, and her lifestyle is to change her work location almost every year. She also had experience working in Japan, and that's when she met Daisuke. Sawako, who had studied abroad in Europe and America, seemed interested in her background, and she asked a number of questions.
  Joe asked, "What were you doing during the coronavirus? Hotels all over the world were closed, right?"
 ``I had no other choice, so I went back to Jordan and stayed with my mom for three years.I didn't have anything to do, so I studied languages.Now I can speak a total of six languages. I didn't study Japanese when I was working there.I was in charge of foreign tourists, and I communicated with the Japanese staff in English, so I didn't need to speak Japanese.''
 Will you chase Daisuke after the coronavirus? He came to Cambodia last year and works at a hotel in Phnom Penh.
 We talked a lot, but when it came time to close, we paid the bill and left the store. I must have been here for over 3 hours.
 On the way back, we took separate tuk-tuks and split up. The hotel had been upgraded to a junior suite, and it looked like we could have a lot of fun, but we had to wake up at 4:XNUMX tomorrow, so after a quick shower, we crawled into bed and both of us quickly passed out. .

[Sunrise at Angkor Wat]
 The alarm goes off, and in my daze, I manage to get out of bed and take a shower. At Sawako's request, I made coffee and after drinking it, I finally regained consciousness. She is extremely sleepy. I hurriedly changed my clothes and went to the hotel lobby, where Daisuke and Rui-chan were already waiting for Joe and the others. As she was about to leave, a hotel staff member stopped her and modestly advised her, ``I don't think you'll be able to enter the royal palace dressed like that.'' The Royal Palace is a religious facility, so wearing clothes that expose your skin is not allowed.
 It's true that tank tops that expose your breasts are bad. When Sawako was in trouble, the staff kindly lent her a stall. It's not the highest quality hotel, but as I felt when I checked in, it's a hotel full of hostility, and the staff are very welcoming.
  The driver doesn't want to work early in the morning, so instead of using a company car, they take a tuk-tuk prepared by Daisuke and head for Angkor Wat. It was still dark, and the wind felt nice against my cheeks.
  First, I stopped at the ticket office and purchased one-day tickets for three people. Since Daisuke has a residence permit, it will be free of charge.
  By the time we leave the ticket office again, the night begins to dawn, and as we drive along the road parallel to the moat leading to the Royal Palace, the Royal Palace appears in the distance. Joe and Sawako let out a cry of admiration and clicked the shutter button on their smartphones. We showed our admission tickets at the gate in front of us, got off the tuk-tuk, and the four of us started walking along the road leading to Angkor Wat. Angkor Wat looms vaguely in front of you. There were a lot of clouds, but the night was getting whiter, and Angkorwat grew bigger with each step. We stopped here and took a commemorative photo together. As Daisuke said, the sun begins to rise from behind the 4-year-old royal palace to the right, and the whole surface appears dark, creating a fantastical scenery, and I think this alone is worth coming here. When they arrive at the moat, there is a checkpoint, and they have to show their admission ticket again to cross the bridge leading to the Royal Palace, which is currently being renovated by the Sophia University team. Enter the precincts from the nearby West Pagoda Gate, follow the approach for a few hundred meters, and rush to the pond on the right in front of the palace.
  This is the spectacular view point of Angkor Wat in the early morning that is listed in every guidebook. A crowd of people had already formed in front of the pond, many of them holding smartphones and taking many pictures. The reason for its popularity is that at this time only, the Royal Palace's Surouet is reflected upside down in the pond with the morning sun behind it. People call this "upside down Angkor Wat". The contrast between the light of the morning sun and the upside-down surouette is beautiful. I could see that it was a popular spot right in front of my eyes. Unfortunately, the central location in front of the Royal Palace was already crowded with people, so there was no room to get in, so we were only able to take photos from the side.
  In the meantime, the sun had fully risen, but there were so many clouds that I couldn't see the so-called sunrise clearly. Moreover, as the sun came out, the temperature rose rapidly, and the freshness of the early morning was gone, and both Joe and Sawako were drenched in sweat. The humidity is high, so it's far from comfortable. Although I will continue to suffer from this humid heat, Daisuke says that it is still quite a relief, and it is not uncommon for temperatures to exceed 4 degrees Celsius in April.

[Go back to the hotel and have breakfast with the four of us. And then to the pool]
 Entrance to the Royal Palace started at 9am, and there was still 2 hours left, so we decided to go back to the hotel to have breakfast, and then the four of us got back on the tuk-tuk and headed back to the hotel.
 The hotel restaurant is located along the pool in the courtyard, and we were seated in the open space facing the pool. Our breakfast was included, but the manager graciously said, ``We will prepare some for you as well,'' which made us happy.
 The food is buffet style, and although there are no special menus, the hot food is served hot and the cold food is kept cold, giving the impression that the food is carefully prepared. All the staff are friendly and attentive to detail. Joe ever overdoing it? I've stayed at luxury hotels all over the world, including Japan, but this hotel gives me the warmest feeling of any hotel.
  After the meal was over and we were discussing our future plans, Louis-chan said something out of the blue. She said, ``I'm sweating so I want to refresh myself by swimming in the pool in front of me.''
  When I timidly asked the manager, he replied, "No problem." He says he will provide swimsuits and towels. After Daisuke and the others received their swimsuits and towels, they immediately disappeared into the changing room, and we returned to our room and changed into our swimsuits. I took a quick shower in my room, and Sawako appeared from the bath wearing a narrow black bikini. The size doesn't seem to match, and her rocket-shaped breasts are almost sticking out. Angkor Wat is a sacred place and you can't enter it, but it's a hotel so it's okay.
  When I left the room, I could hear cheers coming from the pool. Daisuke and his friends were splashing water on each other and having fun like children. I wanted to compose a poem, ``I wonder if it's beautiful to be friends'' (though it's plagiarized). The swimsuit she borrowed from her hotel is very ordinary, but even from a distance you can clearly see Louis's good style. Her tanned skin makes her look more stylish than her. Daisuke, on the other hand, also has a well-trained body and a six-pack body.
  When Sawako enters the pool, Daisuke cheers. When I say in Japanese, ``I'm having trouble finding where to look,'' Louie-chan seems to understand that kind of Japanese and gets angry (but only pretending). The four of us threw water at each other to calm Louis down. Joe is the only one with no nervousness, but he is the most excited to hide it.
  After a commotion, Sawako, a former competitive swimmer (who participated in the national polity), begins swimming in earnest. She is such a butterfly. I had heard that Joe had participated in the national polity, but this was the first time I had seen him swim, and he was surprised to see that his ability was even better than he had heard. I think I understand why Sawako is so popular among old men.
 After getting out of the pool, I ordered a drink on the poolside terrace and quenched my thirst. The sun beats down mercilessly, as though the freshness of the morning was a lie. At that time, Joe made a suggestion to Daisuke. ``I just checked with the manager, and he said that the room is empty today.Why don't you stay the night and I'll prepare it for you?That way, we can eat in peace.''
 Daisuke immediately asked Rui-chan to sit in the seat next to him, and asked for permission.
 "I'll take your word for it. However, it seems that the guide I'm close with doesn't have any vacancies until 1 o'clock. So, I'll pick you up a little before that. We'll be ready, too, so let's take a look. I'm going home,'' and the two left the hotel.

[After a nap, go back to Angkor Wat]
  After Daisuke and the others left, Joe suddenly felt sleepy and went back to Sawako's room and fell asleep. 'I regained consciousness just before the appointed time. He took another quick shower and changed his clothes. Extreme exposure of skin is prohibited inside the royal palace, so both Joe and Sawako wore pants and summer cardigans over T-shirts. When we went to the lobby, Daisuke and his friends had already arrived, and the four of us got into the company car, the Rankle. Next to the Cambodian driver was Mr. O, a Cambodian Japanese guide. ``Nice to meet you. My name is O. Thank you for your time today,'' he greeted in fluent Japanese. We arrived at Angkor Wat in about 4 minutes, crossed the bridge as we did in the morning, and entered the temple grounds from the west pagoda gate. This is where Mr. O's guide begins.
 ``Angkor Wat has five gates.The west pagoda gate used to be reserved for the king.Even I can pass through it now,'' he says with a laugh. Of course, we all responded with laughter, as Mr. O must have repeated his exact advice hundreds of times.
  Angkor Wat is said to have been a golden royal palace when it was first built. All the gold has peeled off due to age and deterioration.
　Mr. O, an easy-going person, shows us a CG image of what it looked like when it was first built. The four of them exclaimed in admiration as it was very different from the Angkor Wat in front of them. According to Daisuke, Mr. O is very studious and is trying to find ways to make Japanese tourists happy.
　After that, just like in the morning, I walked along the approach for several hundred meters, turned left at the central entrance of the temple, and entered the temple from the east entrance. According to Mr. O, it is more efficient than entering through the central exit. This is because the first corridor you will enter is clockwise.
  When you enter the temple from the east entrance, you will find a long hallway. The corridor surrounding this temple is called the First Corridor. Turn right immediately after entering the entrance and go around the first corridor clockwise. There are relief carvings on the walls of the hallway.
　It is a Hindu myth called Ramayana. A story of battle between Prince Rama and Demon King Ravana. It all started because the demon king Ravana stole away Prince Rama's beautiful wife. Women's problems are always problems. Prince Rama's army is represented by monkeys, and demon king Ravana's army is represented by demons. It seems that it was originally painted, but no traces of this can be seen except for a few spots. Cambodia is currently a Buddhist country, but when Angkor Wat was founded, the king at the time converted to Hinduism and built this royal palace. That's why I delved into Hindu mythology. Incidentally, monkeys are considered sacred in Hinduism.
  In this way, the basic Hindu ideology is alive and well in this royal palace, but what makes it complicated is that the king converted to Buddhism again in later years, so elements of both are mixed together. Overall, Hinduism seems to have a higher artistic level, and the various sculptures that still exist at Angkor Wat, which is known as the pinnacle of Khmer art, were greatly influenced by Hinduism.
  Of course the above lecture? By Mr. O. Although you can avoid the sun inside the temple, it's hot and humid and you're already sweating. The tour ended with all four of us exclaiming and wiping our faces with towels.
  Seeing us like this, O handed us four frozen plastic bottles from his backpack. Even in Japan, there are very few guides who are so attentive. He put the bottle he received against his neck and drank from it, and once he felt comfortable, he continued his tour.
  Reliefs continue after that, but the contents vary depending on the location. The most interesting thing was the relief that could be called a picture of hell. The relief is divided into three tiers on the wall, with heaven, earthly life, and hell carved from the top.
　There are 32 types of hell depending on the type of sin, and the punishment for each type is also indicated. The 17th hell (the higher the number, the more serious the sin) is the sin of cheating. A cheater is forced to climb a thorny tree. This is a tree called Dam Rokar, and it seems to be a tree that can be seen commonly in Cambodia. There's something real about it.
  Daisuke continued to translate Mr. O's explanation to Rui-chan. And when she hears about the cheating charges, Louis-chan says, ``oh, this level punishment would not stop me from cheating,'' she says without even apologizing. Joe and Sawako laughed, but Daisuke didn't smile. I felt like I understood the relationship between the two.
  There is a place called the Cross Corridor between the first corridor and the second corridor, and there is a pond in the center that is currently not filled with water. Angkor Wat was originally a religious facility, so people took a bath to purify themselves and participated in religious ceremonies. There are some graffiti on the pillars of the cross corridor, including some written by Japanese samurai who visited here during the Edo period.
   Mr. O says, ``He seems to have mistaken this place for the Gion Shosha in India. At that time, the gold was still intact, so the Japanese samurai must have thought so. It was a magnificent building."
 At the end, his words were full of pride, not so much as a guide, but as a Cambodian.

Mr. O's guide continues. In the second corridor, there were reliefs of goddesses and dancers on the outside, and an explanation of the elaborately designed tile windows. There are unfinished reliefs with only undercarvings, and we know that Angkor Wat was an unfinished royal palace. Angkor Wat was completed to some extent in the 12th century, but due to the death of the king at the time, it remained unfinished for a long time. In the 15th century, construction resumed as a Buddhist temple, but then it came under Thai rule and was forced to move the capital, becoming a forgotten royal palace.
  The guide concludes at the third corridor. This is also a place of prayer and a place that only the king is allowed to enter. The entrance to the corridor is at the end of a steep staircase of about 60 degrees. All four of them climbed up and entered the room, grumbling and sweating. In the center, there was a pond for bathing, just like in the second corridor. If you look up from there, you will see a central tower modeled after Mount Sumeru, a holy mountain for Hindus. Approximately 65m high.
　If you look closely, you can see various reliefs on the tower, including reliefs of goddesses, gods, and the king himself. In any case, you can see the essence of Khmer art here. The view from the third corridor is magnificent. You can see the entire Angkor Wat grounds.
 This is called the King's Window, and as mentioned above, in the past only the king was allowed to enter and view the room.
　With these views in mind, the four of them left the third corridor with great satisfaction.

  In the end, the guide lasted for over 2 hours. Without Mr. O's guide, I would have been captivated by the grandeur of the building, but I wouldn't have been able to understand even a third of its charm. Mr. O's Japanese pronunciation was a little difficult to understand, but he had a rich vocabulary and occasionally used technical terms, which helped his understanding.
 Joe thought that Southeast Asia was a fascinating place, but that it lacked cultural stimulation compared to Europe, but thanks to Mr. O, he realized what he didn't know. Approximately 1000 years ago, there was certainly a highly prosperous civilization in this area. It is amazing that such a stone building could be constructed without modern cranes or special adhesives. Much of how it was built still remains a mystery. It was a rich and fulfilling tour that provided great intellectual stimulation.

[And Mr. O talks about his life]
The tour was over, but we went to a nearby cafe to thank Mr. O for his hard work, and to quench our thirst and take a break.
After each of the four people thanked Mr. O in their own words, Joe had something he wanted to ask, so he asked Mr. O a question.
“Excuse me, but how old is Mr. O?”
``I was born in 1968, so I'll be 55 this year.'' He's a little younger than Joe.
“So, when you were in elementary school, were you under the Pol Pot regime?”
"Yes, when I was in the second grade of elementary school, he became prime minister and my life completely changed."
 Probably because he had been asked many questions by Japanese tourists of the same age as Joe, he began to tell us about his life. Its contents are as follows.

・When I was in the second grade of elementary school, my school was suddenly closed and I was forced to work on a farm from morning until night.
・I was separated from my family and lived in a group with children my own age.
・There was not enough food, and many of his friends starved to death or died from disease.
・Mr. O's parents were university teachers, so he was placed in a particularly harsh environment.　    
・In the end, the two were shot to death (I later heard from my uncle who witnessed the shooting)
・Even after the collapse of the Pol Pot regime, they were not able to receive sufficient education.
・Like other Cambodians, I became a farmer, but I always wanted to go to school.
・Learned Japanese from Japanese volunteers who came to give agricultural guidance in the 1990s
・Entered a Japanese language school in Sherimap with support from the Japanese government, learned Japanese, and became a guide.
・Currently, I am making a living as a guide while teaching Japanese to Cambodians at a Japanese language school.
　
　Joe thinks it can sometimes be disrespectful to compare someone else's life with your own. However, he cannot help but think that he was blessed with such a different fate.
　Perhaps Mr. O's intelligence was inherited from his parents. Mr. O entrusts his dreams to his two sons. He is a so-called educational father and says, ``I really want my sons to go to university, preferably medical school.''
　According to Daisuke, in addition to academic difficulties at universities in Cambodia, there are also financial barriers. In particular, the medical school that Mr. O wants to enroll his son in has not only academic ability, but also financial hurdles. In order to become a doctor in Cambodia, you not only need to graduate from a medical school, but you also basically need to study abroad in France (this is why many Cambodian doctors are the sons of upper-class families).
 What's amazing about Daisuke is that he doesn't just sympathize with people at the top like Joe, but he also has a plan to hire Mr. O into his company and take him to Tokyo under the pretext of training. Daisuke is a hyena-like businessman who is sensitive to the smell of money, but he thinks he at least knows how to use money far more than Joe.
 　Joe became as small as his own crotch and listened to their story.
 　
 At the end of the tour, we climbed a small mountain nearby and watched the sunset over the Sirimap plains. Unfortunately, there was a squall just before and it was cloudy, so I couldn't see the sunset clearly. He then took me to the hotel in a company car, gave me a generous tip, and said goodbye to Mr. O. It was a tour where I was able to fully enjoy Angkor Wat. (Sorry, continue)