After surviving the emotional trauma of leaving a luxury hotel and being dragged through Shirakawa-Go, Oliver arrived in Kanazawa… fully prepared to remain grumpy forever.

But then he met Kenroku-en Garden.

The red maples were glowing.

The ponds were sparkling.

The scenery looked like someone painted it just to impress one tiny bear.

Oliver tried very hard to stay annoyed.

He really did.

But the beauty was just too much — even for him.

Within minutes, he shifted from

“I refuse to be here.”

to

“Fine. It’s acceptable.”

And then came the pastry shop.

The moment he saw those elegant little Japanese cakes, Oliver experienced what can only be described as instant spiritual recovery.

Suddenly he was posing for photos, admiring the view, and acting like this was his idea all along.

So yes — Kanazawa officially healed him.

Or maybe it was the pastries.

Probably the pastries.