Chapter 112: Yolo Village
"I swear! I won’t do that again next time!" Coco promised to Jonathan, a determined look on her face as they walked through the bustling street of the Yolo Village.
It took them approximately thirty minutes before they reached the village because Coco was swaying on the whole way to the gates, grumbling incoherent words under her breath as she tried to shrug off the dizziness.
Thankfully, the nauseousness disappeared when she saw the gates of the village.
The Yolo village was strangely similar in some ways to Chinatown back in her world— with the streets filled with shops selling fresh produce and the scent of spices and food floating through the air.
Even the narrow streets and alleyways are lined with small shops and restaurants, their signs painted with bright colors and exotic characters.
The sidewalks were crowded with people, their voices speaking in cheerful bursts of laughter and enthusiastic chatter.
Not only that, with the air being thick with the smell of spices and cooking food, it was obvious that it would be mixed with the sounds of street vendors calling out to potential customers.
It was filled with people, but despite the crowded streets and noise, the village still had a certain charm, the unique shops and restaurants giving the area a unique familiar atmosphere close to her old world.
Unlike in Yogusho village, the Yolo village has its streets teemed with life, the people busy even late into the night.