I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"From the outside, it's just a quiet residential area..."

Just when Abeji Temple walked into the alley and looked at the former main road of Yoshiwara Flower Street with a serious face...

"Ah, this Oni-chan, are you here to take a bath?"

A woman holding a leaflet and wearing heavy makeup "accidentally" ran into his arms.

"Bath? No, I'm not here to take a shower."

"Darkness is approaching, the world is cold, and even the Sento has started to attract customers in front of the door because of the bad business..."

Seriously answering the other party's question, without even looking at the woman in front of him with beautiful eyes and protruding protruding back, Abeji's eyes were full of blue light, and he continued to investigate the abnormalities on both sides of the street.

"Of course people know that you're not here to 'take a bath'. There are many 'extra' items in our store..."

Looking at Abe Temple's clear and handsome side face under the moonlight, a blush of intoxication floated on the woman's face, she didn't care about the cold tone of the other party, and with a big heart, she launched wave after wave of love to him. offensive.

"Look, these new masseuses are not only very skilled, but also have their own 'unique skills'. If you become a member, the price of the package is not expensive..."

Rubbing and rubbing, her eyes watered, and her eyes became more and more blurred.

"Or, if you want someone to wash it for you personally, you can get a 50% discount..."

Because, judging by her venomous eyes and close-to-body rubbing touch acquired from years of experience in the industry, this seemingly weak young man in front of her is not only handsome in appearance, but also has a strong and stylish figure.

The most important thing is that the kimono worn by the other party is not a high-end product, but a hand-made custom made by a private "Wufu shop" that is not open to the public.

Those handmade Wu clothing stores are often passed down for multiple generations and have a long history. During the shogunate period, they specially customized clothing for the rulers.

This seemingly ordinary kimono without any emblem must go through multiple processes such as appointment, selection, ordering, measurement, and detailed debugging. It follows the ancient method and takes several months to complete. The value is far more than Those Italian handmade custom suits.

"Otherwise, for the first time, you let someone... no, it's not impossible for them to let you 'experience' for free..."

Such a young man with a lot of money and a handsome body looks like a "baby" from a rich family who came to experience life, how could she let it go.

Maybe a cannon fires ninety-nine times, running with the ball, getting married with a son, reaching the pinnacle of life...

"Sorry, in order to prepare for tonight's competition, before going out, I specially took a bath and changed clothes, washed my hands, smelled the fragrance, and sat in meditation..."

Sincerely declined the woman's "acceptance" again, Abeji's eyes were burning with blue light, and he walked quickly along the main road, trying to find clues before Araki Sousuke.

However, for a man like him who is so gorgeous and handsome that cannot be concealed, the moment he walked into this street, he was already doomed to be "a sheep in the mouth of a tiger".

"Competition? I see, this little brother, deliberately cosplaying as a samurai came here, probably because he wanted to imitate the ancient style and experience the fun of Edo Yoshihara flower street?"

"Yes, our family not only has the special service of 'Kimono PLAY', but also allows you to experience the joy of tearing to your heart's content..."

"Don't listen to him, come to our house, you can choose from various anime COS themes..."

"By the way, how about the female ninja, as a female ninja, I will have a hearty competition with you, and I will also give you a follow-up 'extreme torture' session for free!"

"My lord warrior, I really want to see how sharp your sword is when it is unsheathed..."

The women holding the information at the door of the next few shops also spotted this "fat sheep" soon, and ignored the other passing customers, and all rushed towards him.

"No, what are you doing... You said that I have already taken a shower... Do I look dirty?"

"Of course it's dirty...but the dirtier it tastes, the more people like it..."

Abeji Temple, surrounded by several girls and immobile, is like a solitary boat swaying in rough and stormy waves.

"Damn it, Araki Sousuke, wait for me..."

『These people were invited by you, right? They used such despicable methods! 』

Just when he was struggling to move, Sousuke Araki, with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, had already slowly "overtaken" from one side and walked along the road.

"Hmph, you idiot who is full of kendo, dare to look down on the legendary Yoshiwara red-light district, you are careless!"

A person like him with "vicious" written on his face is naturally like air in the eyes of the vicious tourist girl.

Since Showa 33, the implementation of the Spring Sale Prevention Act and the abolition of the red-light district business red line, Yoshiwara Yukaku has since become a historical term, and the original kiki hall has also become a Turkish bath.

And these hammams with gorgeous girls holding "massage information" at the door to attract customers provide "simple" bathing services provided by masseuses who smear bubbles all over their bodies and rub them.

Although the charging items are limited to bathing services, if you and the masseuse have something called "love" during the short bathing process, and you want to do something that can only be done by "free love", then it has nothing to do with the store .

In the same way, it can be proved that in addition to bathing shops, this street has also developed various restaurants, tea shops, izakayas and even lollipop shops. Love", a shop that does such and such "reasonable and reasonable" things.

Relying on such "side-by-side" services, the declining Yoshihara rose again and became the largest "Turkish bath concentration center" in Japan.

In its heyday, there were 250 bathing shops with unique styles on this street, which made the name of "Turkish bath" popular in Japan for more than two decades.

Until one day, an international student from Turkey, feeling nostalgic for his hometown, walked into the "Turkish bathhouse" of a family in Yoshiwara to comfort his nostalgia...

I want to talk, I want to refuse, I want to greet, I want to spit, I want to stop, I can't stop after experiencing a Turkish bath that is completely different from my hometown...

He suddenly realized that such an industry would damage the reputation of his hometown!

For this reason, at the cost of his health, he has been lurking in the Turkish bathhouse in Japan for a long time, collecting layers of shady stories and a lot of evidence.

Then, the foreign student, who was unable to recover, lodged a solemn protest to the "Japan Association of Special Baths" on behalf of Turkey.

Since then, the "Turkish bath" has disappeared in Japan, replaced by the magical thing of "bubble bath" which has become popular all over Japan.