I teach kendo in Tokyo

On Friday, as usual, Kiryu Kazuma and the chairman endorsed each other while strolling to Koshigawa Woman's door to pick up his sister. However, he was surprised to find that Nanjo-san was not there.

"Where is Nanjo?" Kazuma asked Chiyoko directly.

"Today she said she had something to do at home and asked for leave." Chiyoko replied, "Brother, you care so much about Nanjo-senpai, have you... made a choice?"

"As a teacher, do I care about the disciples in the dojo?" Kazuma asked.

"No problem, no problem! Oh, I just want to know which model my sister-in-law is first, and then I know how to get along with her."

Chairman: "Let's go. The used bookstore we are going to today is only open until 6:30. We have to hurry up."

"Yes, yes." Kazuma responded as he took a step forward, but he couldn't help but look back at the Koshikawa woman worriedly.

**

Nanjo Honami was dressing up at home at this time.

Ever since she was a child, her family would tailor a kimono for her every year.

The average Japanese girl may only have an expensive kimono at the bottom of the box at home, and only wears it on particularly grand occasions.

For example, Chiyoko, the only expensive kimono she owns belongs to her mother and was passed down to her.

But the Nanjo family is obviously no longer in the "ordinary" category.

Japanese kimonos were originally designed for short, poorly nourished Japanese people. This shape is actually not suitable for the tall and plump Nanjo Honami.

In order to keep the kimono out of shape when he put it on, Nanjo had to wrap a thick layer of bra cloth around his chest, which flattened his exaggerated pectoralis major muscles.

The result was that she was a little out of breath.

In addition, the kimono itself restricted the range of movement. Nanjo felt very uncomfortable ever since he put on the kimono.

The kendo uniform is still comfortable to wear.

As she thought about it, she looked at herself in the mirror and sighed: This kimono looks good.

The servant responsible for dressing Nanjo praised from the side: "The eldest lady is absolutely stunning today. When the second son of the congressman sees you, he will immediately fall under your pomegranate skirt."

Nanjo smiled bitterly.

So what? No matter how many people you don't like, it doesn't matter how much you bow down to them?

"Miss," another servant who was helping Nanjo adjust the kimono belt said, "To make it easier for you to dance the sword later, I will loosen the belt a little. Please be careful not to let the kimono fall apart when you walk. , that would be very embarrassing.”

The kimono is basically fixed by the belt. The price of a loose belt is that it may fall apart if it moves.

However, Nanjo Honami has received a lot of kimono wearing training since she was a child. She has rich experience and knows how to deal with various situations.

Finally, the last process was completed, and the servant put the last jewelry on Honami's head.

She looks like a work of art in the mirror now.

Another maid entered the dressing room and said to Nanjo: "Miss, the time is almost up. Your father asked you to go to the door and wait for the congressman to arrive."

In the Nanjo family, if you say "Master", it refers to Nanjo Hiro, who has nominally retreated behind the scenes, while Nanjo Masahito is usually called "Mr. Nanjo", or as just now, referred to as "your father".

Nanjo Honami nodded: "I'll be right away."

**

Nanjo Masahito was immediately happy when he saw his daughter walking out of the main door of the main house accompanied by several maids.

He was still very confident in his daughter's appearance.

Now, in order to show this confidence, he stepped forward and pretended to adjust the collar of his daughter's kimono.

He was just trying to show off, not even daring to use too much strength for fear of tearing his kimono apart.

"Remember later, sit close to Master Asakura Yasumi. After all, you will be officially engaged tonight, so be more intimate. You must be diligent in pouring the wine, and it is best to have an 'ah~'."

Nanjo Honami was stunned for a moment before she realized that the so-called "ah~" was feeding, and she immediately frowned.

Nanjo Masahito immediately changed his mind: "It's okay not to feed, it's okay not to feed! But we must be careful not to bring shame to our family, nor to refute the congressman's face, understand?"

Nanjo Honami nodded: "Dad, I understand."

"Very good, very good. Anyway, remember, sit closer! Wait, what perfume are you wearing tonight?" Nanjo Masahito said, approaching Nanjo Honami and smelling it, "What does this smell like? Why not Chanel? The congressman's wife likes it especially Chanel, if you wear Chanel, it will make them feel nostalgic!”

Nanjo Honami asked calmly: "Which fragrance is Chanel? There are dozens of them."

Her father was momentarily stopped by the question: "Uh... this..."

Nanjo Honami suddenly had a bold idea and continued: "This is the latest model from Estee Lauder. It is very popular among young people and is the most fashionable."

"Yes, really?" Nanjo Masahito breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. But is it too light? Spray a little more?"

"This is because I just sprayed it and it is in the top note. As time goes by, the fragrance will change with the contact with the air and enter the middle note, and then it will be very strong."

"Oh, that's it." Nanjo Masahito nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay!"

As he spoke, Senator Asakura's car drove into the gate of Nanjo's house.

Nanjo Masahito rushed forward immediately, and the servant who was one step slower than him hurriedly caught up with an umbrella.

Nanjo Honami waited for the maid to hold a flowered paper umbrella before elegantly following her father.

Asakura-san looks like he's getting older and stronger, but he's a little bald, but that's basically a tendency for men of this age, so it's normal.

And Yasumi Asakura, who got off the bus before Senator Asakura, does have a bit of a celebrity look.

It's a pity that Honami Nanjo is now like what Jin Yong wrote at the end of "White Horse Roaring in the West Wind":

[There are many handsome and brave young people among the Han people, suave and unrestrained young people... But this beautiful girl is as stubborn as the ancient Gaochang people: "Those are very good, but I don't like them.\