After coming out of the pool and seeing off Miki Kujo, a hungry Toru Watanabe burrows into a yakiniku restaurant and eats a feast.

After that, I went to the convenience store and bought a toothpaste, and this week's one, I spent it at home until 6 o'clock in the evening.

In the evening, he and Kujou Mihime made an appointment to go to the Bon Odori held at Hibiya Park together.

Every year in the summer, hundreds of lively summer festivals, fireworks festivals and other festivals are held in the island country.

The scale is large and small.

The small one is even just a cool evening hosted by a kindergarten.

Cute little children dressed in national costumes follow the staff of the nearby shrine and sing and dance in the streets near the school.

More than a million people participated, and the famous ones include the Hachioji Festival, the Gion Festival, the Nebuta Festival, and so on.

The island country is not large, and the transportation is convenient, so you can participate in the summer festival anywhere if you want to.

But Miki Kujo doesn't have that much time, so she and Toru Watanabe can only participate in the summer festival held in Tokyo.

Tokyo is the largest city on the island, and of course there are many summer festivals.

Tourist attractions such as Sensoji Temple, Meiji Jingu Shrine, and Nogi Shrine hold their own summer festivals, as well as administrative districts such as Nakano-ku, Suginami-ku, and Minato-ku.

Hibiya Park hosts a large-scale Bon Odori every year, and although unfortunately there is no fireworks display, it is a grand spectacle and located in Chiyoda-ku, where Miki Kujo lives.

At six o'clock, in order to match the festive atmosphere, Toru Watanabe wore short sleeves inside, and changed into a dark red shirt that Kujo Miki bought for him outside.

'Red doesn't work, I definitely don't wear it!' ’

The shirt was a little longer and the buttons were wide open, just as a jacket. ’

This is the dialogue at the time of purchase at the time, and Miki Kujo, as always, ignores Toru Watanabe's opinion.

Although Toru Watanabe doesn't like it, he is clean and free in the mirror, and he has a sense of fashion and trend, and his every move reveals the demeanor of a beautiful boy.

Twisting his shoulders uncomfortably, he put on his watch and went out.

Traffic control has begun on the roads, police officers with megaphones are directing traffic, and the station is full of people.

It's only a 20-minute train ride from Toru Watanabe, and you'll find men and women wearing yukata everywhere along the way.

Hibiya Park is already filled with rows of vendors, and the sky is covered with lanterns lit up in bright yellow.

At this time, there is still a glimmer of light in the sky, and the lanterns look ordinary, but looking at the endless number, it will be very spectacular at night.

The outdoor bandstand in Hibiya Park imitates the architectural characteristics of ancient Greece, and the overall layout is semicircular, with a stage and a wall in the center of the circle.

A group of underground idols are dancing on it.

In Toru Watanabe's opinion, the uncle who wears a support suit off the stage dances much better than them.

The rest of the audience seems to be focusing on this as well.

The girls dancing in the front row of the stage faced the enchanting uncle fans head-on, but they seemed calm and jumped at their own pace.

As a result, as soon as Toru Watanabe came, after she saw it, somehow, when she looked at the fans in front of her again, she would turn her face away, her face would be dyed with a shy crimson, and her movements would begin to deform.

Occasionally, he pretends to be angry and puffs out his face cutely.

The uncle saw that he made the idol laugh, and the movements of twisting his butt and touching his thighs became even more energetic.

Toru Watanabe stood on the outermost steps of the bandstand, watching it with relish, thinking that he would definitely be able to make his debut as a girl group if he took his uncle to Thailand and came back.

"What are you looking at? So seriously. A familiar faint aroma enveloped Toru Watanabe.

Toru Watanabe didn't look back, pointed to the dancing uncle, and said with a smile, "Isn't it fun to watch him dance?" ”

Kujou Mihime looked in the direction he was pointing, and couldn't help but laugh as if she thought of something, "Not bad." ”

"yes." Toru Watanabe said triumphantly as if he were introducing a newly-discovered child to his friends.

"The next time you make me angry, I'll punish you for dancing this for me."

"Wait, wait, wait! Wrong! It's weird! Why do I have to jump this ......?"

Toru Watanabe turned around and saw Miki Kujo who was smiling and groaning, and the rest of the words were out of her mouth.

Her long hair was coiled up, revealing her fair neck, she was dressed in a black yukata embroidered with flowers and butterflies, a rouge belt on her thin waist, and her breasts were full and plump.

Just like when he saw her in a red luxurious kimono for the first time, Toru Watanabe once again had the illusion that Miki Kujo was a 'beautiful princess'.

"What's wrong? Strange? Kujou Miki asked with a smile.

"Mihime, you're even more beautiful today than you are in the summer in Mizawamura."

"How beautiful is that?"

"After I left, I will think of it every day."

Kujou Mihime showed a satisfied look: "You are also very handsome today." ”

"The main thing is that you have a good eye." Toru Watanabe talked about clothes and himself, holding her slender hand very naturally.

"Your vision isn't bad either." Kujou Mihime let him hold her hand and replied.

Toru Watanabe suddenly felt that the two of them kept praising like this, it was too silly, and he couldn't help laughing, and a smile bloomed on Kujou's face.

By this time, the sun had set, all the lights around it were extinguished, it was pitch black, and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

At night, Hibiya Park transforms into a different world, with lanterns hanging one after another on the rope that connects to the high platform in the middle of the park.

The lights of the vendors continue until the end of the road.

It seems that all the excitement and lights of Tokyo have settled here that night.

"It's almost time to go shopping."

"If you ask me to come, I'm going to punish you for not having fun."

"I won't be able to dance even if I die!"

"Your body, you say it doesn't count."

The two held hands and walked towards the night market.

Draw lots, roast corn, catch goldfish......

the shouting of the chow mein boss; In front of the takoyaki stall, a child who is scalded by freshly baked meatballs and keeps stamping his feet......

Kujou Miki's clogs make a crunchy clatter as they step on the stone pavement.

"What do you want to eat?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"Hmm...... Let's do this. Miki Kujou pointed to the marshmallow stall.

It turned out that she was only interested in the process of making marshmallows.

Marshmallow took two bites, thinking that there was too much sugar, so he gave it to Toru Watanabe.

"Let's go eat shaved ice, it's a little hot in a yukata this weather." She looked at the shaved ice stall not far away.

"yes, okay."

Miki Kujo ordered the blue Hawaiian flavor, and Toru Watanabe originally wanted the strawberry flavor, but looked at the marshmallow in his hand and decided to forget it.

"600 yen!"

"Give."

After paying, Toru Watanabe glanced at the stall owner who started making it, took a bite of the marshmallow, and his eyes were attracted by the stall selling masks next door.

"Oh!" Toru Watanabe took two steps and looked at the masked board.

The owner in the orangutan mask: "800 yen each!" ”

Kujou Miki glanced at it: "What do these toys mean?" ”

"You don't understand. Boss, give me a card face to hit this! ”

After getting the mask, Toru Watanabe put it on his face, and the marshmallow gestured to his chest: "Lao Tzu, come on!" ”

"Oh!" The little boys on the side, as well as the boys, cast a 'this action gives ten' looks.

And Kujou Miki looked at the expression of an idiot.

Only in this matter did she unexpectedly agree with Rin Kiyono.

"Isn't it handsome? It's a card pull! Toru Watanabe asked incredulously.

"It's not a question of whether you're handsome or not, it's ugly." Miki Kujou crossed her arms.

"I don't believe you're not impressed!" Toru Watanabe changed the marshmallow to his left hand and raised his right hand at her: "Mihime, your smile, I'll protect it!" I will never forgive you for hurting your guy! Transform! ”

Miki Kujou turned around and said to the owner of the shaved ice, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay, okay, right away!"

“......”

"Don't do that! I, no, the mask will be sad! Boss, I want this fox mask too! Here, Maggie, put it on for you. ”

"Take it, I don't want it, it's ugly."

Toru Watanabe hugged and hugged, and finally put on a white fox mask for Miki Kujo. However, she refused to wear it on her face anyway, and finally reluctantly agreed to wear it on the side of her head.

After getting the shaved ice, the two people wearing masks watched the children hook the water polo for a while.

A large basin of water is filled with various and colorful water balloons, each with a thin string attached to it.

The children use the hook given by the stall owner to hook their favorite water balloon, and if they hook it, they can take it home.

But the hook is small, the rope is very thin, and with the patience of a child, this is definitely a surefire business.

"The profit is too small and has no value." After Toru Watanabe said this, Miki Kujo commented.

“...... I'm just talking to you, not about making money. ”

"Here you go."

Looking at Kujou Mihime, who was walking towards the takoyaki, Toru Watanabe, who had finally finished eating the marshmallows, took the shaved ice that was still half left.

Scoop up a tablespoon of shaved ice, put it in your mouth and chew.

"It's so cool!"

After Toru Watanabe finished shaving the ice, Miki Kujo held a box containing octopus balls: "Give you one?" ”

"No, you don't." Toru Watanabe looked left and right, "I'm going to buy roasted corn, I like to eat that." ”

When Toru Watanabe took the corn and nibbled on it, Miki Kujo, who had eaten two octopus balls, said, "Change it with me, I want your corn." ”

"Why?"

"I'm tired of eating octopus balls."

"No, I mean you're going to eat corn, we can go buy it, there's no need to eat what I'm left on."

Kujou Miki smiled without a hint of a smile: "It turns out that you have always treated what I gave you as leftovers." ”

"No, that, this ......"

When Watanabe was in a hurry, Miki Kujo stuffed him with a box of octopus balls and snatched the corn from his hand.

"Hmm-" Miki Kujou nodded, "yes, the things you snatch from others are the best." ”

On the other hand, eating what is left over from others is the worst thing to eat. ’

Toru Watanabe reached out to wipe the corn kernels that stuck to the corners of Kujo Mihime's mouth.

But for the sake of her being a beautiful girl, I'll pretend to eat with relish. ’

Toru Watanabe, who has white eyes from Miki Kujo.

Walking and stopping, I met many classmates from Kamigawa High School, and even a few girls from the wind club, who were also wearing school uniforms and carrying musical instruments.

I think I just finished practicing at school and came directly to participate in the summer festival.

"It's amazing that I'm still training during the Obon holidays." When he staggered by, Toru Watanabe commented.

What I thought to myself was: Acknowledging that others are great is also one of the great things about me!

It's been a long time since I've said this, and I've missed it a little. ’

"Yes." Miki Kujou was noncommittal, "If you want to enter the national competition at their level, this level of hard work is deserved." ”

"That's right. There's a target game over there, let's go play it! ”

"No, no."

"Why?! Three shots cost 300 yen, but 10 rounds cost 700 yen! I promise to win a prize worth 7,000 yen to make tonight's event profitable! ”

"I don't know how many people have touched that kind of thing, it's disgusting."

"Then watch me play!"

"Don't."

"I've gambled my life on a shooting game tonight! I must let you see how handsome I am, and then pop a few hearts! ”

"It's useless to say anything, if you don't go, you don't go, there are stinky men, and the air is stinky."

“……”

Toru Watanabe originally thought that he would have a rare opportunity to show off the LT that he didn't need at all; Mastery: Shooting GT; Outcome......

It's not as good as lt; Master Tui Nagt;!

Help parents regulate their bodies, prevent spondylosis, and at the same time that you can sell anytime and anywhere, you can also take advantage of all kinds of Kujo Miki.

Damn it!

As a result, after a lap, the two of them only played goldfish fishing that deceived children.

Toru Watanabe, such as rings and darts, didn't play any of these games that he felt he could do.

As a dignified crosser, Toru Watanabe's trophies consisted only of two goldfish, one red and one black, and a cheap plastic fan, which was given by a roadside salesman.

What a shame!

The two walked to the high platform in the middle of the park and watched the women and children in yukata dancing to the accompaniment.

Miki Kujou licks the candy apples and fans herself with a fan.

Toru Watanabe was eating her leftover taiyaki, while in the other hand he was carrying goldfish and chocolate bananas, which he really didn't want to eat.

After watching the Bon Odori for a long time, the two walked towards the corner of the park.

There is a clump of bamboo with wind chimes hanging from it. At the stall next to you, you can write down your wishes for 500 yen and hang them on wind chimes.

Only couples with their brains in their right minds would do this kind of thing.

So Toru Watanabe paid 1,000 yen.

"If you want this kind of thing, you might as well come and ask me." Kujo Miki said indifferently the synonym of 'I am God'.

No, she meant this: God is not as powerful as her.

"Bought it all."

"Then you write it to me:."

"So humble! Then you must also write:"

"You want to die, don't you?"

"I don't want to die, I just want to be fair."

"As the heir of the Kujo family and one of the most important people in the island country, Miss Ben will tell you the truth today: there is no fairness, let's die."

Finally, Toru Watanabe hung the wind chimes written on the bamboo.

After hanging up, he peeked at Kujo Miki's wind chimes.

The two of them, tired of shopping, moved away from the crowd and came to the corner of the park.

Toru Watanabe teased in a low voice: "I said no, but my body is very honest." ”

Kujou Mihime turned her face and glared at him, handed the fan to him, and ordered, "Fan me." ”

"Yes, yes."

Toru Watanabe shook his fan lightly while staring at Miki Kujo eating candy apples in front of him and looking into the distance.

Under the fox's area, under the neck of the long hair pulled into a ball, the snow-white skin is bathed in the light, with a faint flush.

Toru Watanabe's heart welled up with eagerness, and his breath became short.

"Mei Ji." The words blurted out trembled slightly.

Miki Kujou turned around and met Toru Watanabe's fiery gaze.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her clear, dark eyes flashed with the cunning of the successful plan.

"What's wrong?" She replied lazily, but her voice was a little more hoarse than she had expected.

Watanabe put his hand on the belt of her yukata and leaned up, and Kujou Miki raised her face, and the two kissed together.

This summer festival is the sweet and sour taste of apple candy.

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