I teach kendo in Tokyo

That evening, before Hema went out, he had a new understanding of his sister.

Chiyoko Kiryu wore a fluttering white dress and tied her hair into thick braids. Now she looked like a young lady going on an outing, a literary girl.

Kazuma stared at his sister for several seconds and said, "I have to hold your hand tightly to prevent you from being abducted by the bad man who is chatting with you on the way."

Chiyoko chuckled: "Brother, do you plan to support me for the rest of your life?"

"I raise it!" Kazuma replied affirmatively.

"Great!"

"No matter where the wild boy comes from, I will beat him away! I am the only one who can do this to raise Chiyoko!"

"Isn't this too much?" Chiyoko said coquettishly, "Maybe there will be a good man like Takakura Ken who wants to marry me, brother, won't you let me?"

Kazuma: "Takakura Ken? No!"

Chiyoko couldn't stop laughing when she saw Kazuma's determined look.

Then she took Kazuma's hand and said, "Let's go, don't keep Nanjo-senpai and the others waiting too long."

"Okay... By the way, is Amao really not going?" Kazuma stopped and looked back at the eldest disciple guarding the door.

"No, I have to finish this exercise book tonight," Amao showed the old exercise book in his hand. "The teacher said this can help me lay a solid foundation and save me from failing a few subjects in the final exam."

"Yeah, come on. I'll leave it to you to look after the house." Kazuma gave Amao a thumbs up, then turned around and left with Chiyoko.

After a while, the Kiryu brothers and sisters arrived at the scheduled 2-chome intersection, where Nanjo-san and Mikako were already waiting.

Nanjo-san's yukata is very expensive at first glance. It looks more like a real furisode kimono than a yukata.

The base color of the kimono is blue, which is very suitable for summer, but the gorgeous and complex print makes this dress not at all like a summer outfit for attending a festival.

This is more like a formal dress for going out to worship in the first month of the year.

As for Mikako, the yukata is completely in a cute style. It feels like she has given up on fighting against Nanjo's dignified beauty and focuses on the girl-next-door style.

In order to highlight the vitality, the base color of Mikako's yukata is bright yellow.

Mikako's mother is a knowledgeable person.

However, the chairman of the committee came late at this time, and Kazuma was sure in an instant that she was the most beautiful girl tonight.

She was wearing sportswear.

Yes, it’s the same style of sportswear that I wore when I was in junior high and high school.

Judging from the styles of sportswear, China and Japan are indeed Asian countries and have the same aesthetics.

This sportswear, paired with the chairman's thick square-rimmed glasses, is simply the ultimate in rusticity.

But the chairman himself has a good figure and beautiful appearance. Even his rusticity cannot cover up this, but it creates a strong sense of contrast.

It’s really yours, Jinguji Tamamo!

The chairman of the committee also wanted to preach to Kazuma and others: "I told you not to wear clothes that are inconvenient for movement. You two, wearing a yukata and clogs, will wear out your feet after just walking around. I have to work with Kazuma." Carry you back."

"Wait, are you going to carry it too?" Kazuma asked.

"Then you are going to carry two of them?" the chairman asked, "or are you going to carry them on your shoulders like a rice bag? One on each side? Aren't you afraid that others will think you are kidnapping?"

Kazuma shrugged, then looked down at Nanjo and Mikako's feet, and suddenly found that Mikako had done a manicure on her toenails...

Mikako noticed Kazuma's gaze and let her toes naughty.

Chairman: "You will know your mistake later. It is very painful to walk with blisters on your feet."

Kazuma looked at the chairman's feet again and found that she was wearing sneakers, which was indeed very convenient for movement.

Chairman: "I am wearing the uniform of candidates taking the exam. It should be popular among our team in the future. Okay, everyone is here, let's go. You can already hear the parade coming this way."

Kazuma listened carefully, and sure enough he heard the sound of taiko drums coming from the air, which should be the procession of Emperor Shakten.

"Let's go." Kazuma said, taking Chiyoko's hand and walking in the direction of the sound.

"Brother, please slow down, there are two people wearing clogs." Chiyoko forcibly dragged Kazuma to slow down.

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At the front of the parade, there are craftsmen performing traditional Japanese skills. This skill in Kazuma looks a bit like the lion dance I saw in my previous life, but there is no lion, only the ball in front that guides the lion - that's how it feels.

Following this leader is the mikoshi, then the taiko drum band and other miscellaneous performers.

As the parade moved forward, Kazuma always felt that the strong drum beat reminded him of Indian movies.

There is a feeling that people on the whole street will suddenly stop what they are doing and live together.

The streets that the parade will pass through are already lined with stalls selling all kinds of food. Visiting these stalls with the parade is part of the festival.

Probably because Shakten is a temple, not a shrine, and the temple is usually not easy for unrelated people to enter, so it is not possible to open a large number of stalls in the shrine like during the shrine festival.

After a while, Mikako's hands were full of food, such as takoyaki, apple candies, and a lot of them.

"Aren't you afraid of getting fat if you eat like this?" He Ma asked.

"Practicing swordsmanship consumes a lot of money." Mikako said nonchalantly.

Kazuma shrugged, turned to look at Nanjo, and found that she only bought a uchiwa fan and held it in her hand. Lupine III and Fujiko Mine were painted on the uchiwa fan - Japan began to have such peripherals in this era.

The chairman of the committee walking in front looked like a girl of steel and didn't buy anything - no, she bought a fox mask and put it on the side of her head.

Kazuma couldn't help but joke: "What do you mean by buying a fox mask? Are you finally going to admit your identity?"

"Don't be stupid. If you don't buy anything, it will look weird, right?" The chairman sighed, "Also, it's either Tamamo or a fox. Maybe it's because I don't want to call it an egg, so I changed it. Tamamo."

"Yes, you know the egg." He Ma said.

"Brother! This fried noodles is delicious." Chiyoko came out, picked up a chopstick of fried noodles and stuffed it directly into Kazuma's mouth.

Kazuma ate it in one bite and found that it tasted good. He was about to thank Chiyoko, but found Mikako looking at him with an expression as if he had discovered a new world.

"Kazuma, this candy apple is delicious too!"

Mikako also started.

Nanjo looked down at the uchiwa fan in his hand...

Then she suddenly had an idea: "Kazuma, are you warm?"

She started fanning Kazuma with a fan.

He Ma's whole body is not well. What the hell, am I a noble young master from somewhere on a tour?

At this time, he saw the chairman of the committee snickering. She seemed to be enjoying it more than she imagined.

The festival is really good, but it’s a pity that tonight’s festival doesn’t seem to have a fireworks show.

So we have to wait for the Menglan Bon Festival before Hema can verify whether the rising fireworks are better viewed from below or from the side.

That should be the climax of summer vacation.

And now, there is still one final exam before summer vacation.