My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

When it comes to festivals, what comes to many people’s minds subconsciously are beautiful girls in kimonos and summer fireworks displays.

There are also apple candies that are as red and delicious as a girl’s cheeks, as well as various delicacies and interesting temple fair games.

But since it is a festival, it is naturally held to offer something to someone.

At first, each shrine selected its own festival to hold festivals, but gradually began to merge.

Gradually, large-scale festivals are held at fixed times every year.

An indispensable activity in this festival is the activity of carrying the mikoshi.

The so-called mikoshi, also known as mikoshi, means using a gorgeous sedan chair to carry the worshiped gods around the world.

But there are hundreds of shrines up and down Tokyo, big or small, grand or humble, all participating.

Various mikoshi of different shapes, either gorgeous or simple, are lit with lamps and carried by dozens or hundreds of people, and they move along the streets while singing and dancing.

Looking at the crowd of people gathered together, Aye frowned and tugged at the corner of Yu Chengguang's clothes.

"Let's go look elsewhere. There are so many people here, and it's not convenient for us to go to the front."

The crowds of people gathered together formed an airtight wall. If you wanted to get close to the moving mikoshi, you had to squeeze in.

Neither the girls nor Tamaki Hikaru can do this.

What stands in front of Tamaki Hikaru is an unquestionable cliff.

"Trouble is, you can't see anything from this far away."

Tamaki Hikaru muttered, his eyes wandering around, trying to find a solution.

After seeing the people standing on the huge mikoshi, Tamaki Hikaru had an idea in his mind.

After going to a nearby vendor and buying a few common noodles, Tamaki Hikaru handed it to Aye and the others.

"This mask is so ugly."

Aye picked and chose a pretty good-looking Prajna mask and put it on his face, muttering in his mouth.

"Do you really want to see the mikoshi parade? There are obviously many times every year."

She felt that her plan for today seemed to have begun to go awry.

Tamaki Hikaru seemed to be more proactive than she expected, rather than being led by her.

Her strategy for the festival was completely in vain.

I can't help but feel a little discouraged, but my hands still follow Tamaki Hikari's ideas.

"So, what are you going to do? I can't help you in front of everyone."

"It doesn't matter, don't we have someone who comes and goes without a trace?"

Tamaki Hikaru put a mask on his face and looked at Flanders.

"I'm going to give you a little hard work. When time is paused, you can send us to the mikoshi at the front. Is that okay?"

A mikoshi consists not only of a mikoshi to enshrine the deity, but also of bars that carry the sedan, and in some cases it is directly used as a float.

There are many people dressed as gods or demons standing on it, performing in time with the music.

Tamaki Hikaru naturally planned to blend directly into the crowd carrying the shrines to get up close and personal with these shrines.

Thanks to the crowded flow of people, the gaps between these mikoshi are very small and can be easily crossed.

Time stopped in Flanders, and in a gap of time that no one noticed, several people arrived on top of the mikoshi.

There were swaying bearers underfoot, shouting and dancing while carrying the sedan chair.

Several people were wearing masks, but no one suspected that they were just random people sneaking in.

Even the people on the mikoshi couldn't tell who the relevant staff were at this time.

Aye stood at the top of the mikoshi, the strong night wind blowing the hem of her kimono.

The clothes embroidered with red maples were floating in the air, paired with a ghost-like Prajna mask on her face and sickly white skin.

It really looks a bit like the legendary Red Leaf Hunter appearing in front of the world.

Climbing the shrine and watching the entire festival from the top is a bit different.

The crowd that originally seemed crowded and annoying now seemed a bit more pleasing to the eye.

Aye raised his neck and looked at the moon in the night sky, which had not been obscured by the light.

She didn't like Tamaki Hikaru looking at the moon very much before, because he said looking at the moon seemed to remind him of something.

But she seems to understand now.

When being entangled by what is happening in front of him, only the bright moon in the night sky can remain so calm.

But just as she was looking at the sky and enjoying this rare experience, Tamaki Hikari behind her was sneakily reaching into the shrine.

“Nothing”

When no one else noticed, Tamaki Hikaru had opened the door of the mikoshi, took a sneak peek and then closed it again.

There is nothing inside, just a symbolic God-control body placed inside.

Then go to the next one. Tamaki Hikaru stepped on the bars of the mikoshi and walked backwards against the team carrying the mikoshi.

Aye saw his movements and quickly grabbed him.

"Guang, what are you doing in the back? Isn't this the place with the best view?"

Tamaki Hikaru answered vaguely.

"It's okay. You guys can play here first. I'll go check out something I'm interested in."

"But."

Just as Aye was about to say something, Yachiyo Yayoi took her hand.

"Stop it, do you really think Tamaki is here to accompany you to the festival?"

"He obviously just stopped by to hang out with you because he had other ideas. Let him go."

Yachiyo Yayoi, who had noticed this a long time ago, persuaded her.

Aye's original joyful mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

She thought Tamaki Hikaru felt that he hadn't gone out to play with her for a long time, so he specifically agreed to her invitation.

In the end, it turned out that he went out because of other things?

With a sad look in his eyes, Aye let go of the hand holding Yu Chengguang's clothes.

"Oh"

The expression on the pretty face under the mask made Yu Chengguang feel a little guilty subconsciously, and reached out to touch Aye's head.

After all, all of them are dabblers, and he is the only one who can be considered a professional in the field of mysticism.

But just when he turned around to leave, Aye suddenly pulled him back, her eyes full of hope.

"Then remember to come back quickly. The festival will take a long time."

After Tamaki was stunned for a moment, he laughed.

"I understand. I'll be back soon after I finish my investigation."

"Um"

Aye let go of his hand and watched Tamaki Hikaru go against the flow of people carrying the shrine.

"That's weird, why don't you follow?"

Yachiyo Yayoi slightly lifted the mask on her face and said to the dazed Aye.

"Although the festival is fun, isn't it more important to be with that guy?"