See Qishen [The Calamity of Saiki Kusuo]

Today is the temple fair.

Maaya Sakamoto was still looking forward to it, after all, she only heard about the festival in Japan but never saw it.

[...What the hell is that last sentence, I've never heard of this sentence, okay! 】

'Huh—meaning that I have only heard of it, but I have never been to a temple fair. Maaya Sakamoto began to pick out clothes, thinking about what would be better to wear to the event.

"Maaya~" Mama-san saw her rummaging through the box to find clothes, and instantly understood something, "Is Maaya going to the festival? Really, of course I have to wear a kimono, um... I remember that your kimono seems to be in... ..."

Maaya Sakamoto watched her mother rummaging through boxes and cabinets together, thinking about kimonos in her heart, um, kimonos, I haven't thought about this...

. . .

So Maaya regretted it very much.

Sure enough, she still underestimated the Japanese kimono. She first hung the lapel, then shared the lapel, then the main lapel, then the sleeves, and finally put the left skirt on top of the right skirt, which is said to be called the right skirt. In short, there are still a lot of steps, which are very cumbersome and took her nearly half an hour.

Finally, with the emotion of mother Sang's "It's done!", a kimono three-no girl is finally fresh out of the oven.

Looking in the mirror, the girl in the mirror is expressionless and unmoved. The slim kimono is attached to her petite body. The outer sleeves are light yellow, which complements her long golden hair. The bottom shirt is The pure white makes her fair skin more transparent. She wears a pure white belt around her waist and a thin hairpin in her hair. She is completely natural and has no loli.

Mama-san clasped her hands together with a smile on her face, "As expected of Mama's daughter ~ Maaya is so beautiful! Go and give her... let's go to the festival!"

'...' You absolutely said something just now, absolutely what you said!

Although Maaya Sakamoto really wanted to ask why her mother-san knew about Qi Shen, but if she went on like this, she would not be able to catch up with the festival, so I will ask you when I come back.

So as soon as Maaya went out with a blank face, she saw someone very clearly, "Ah..."

Saiki Kusuo: "..."

"Ah, isn't this Xiaoling?" Saiki Kurumi, who was standing aside to send Qi Shen to the side, came up to say hello with a smile, "Ah, there is my dear... Mrs. Sakamoto!"

'…Hello. Maaya Sakamoto nodded to Kurumi Saiki, um, and... What the hell is a kiss? Mother Saiki definitely said kiss just now...

[Puff puff puff, I won't tell you that she wants to say "in-laws"...! 】

. . .

So, Saiki Kusuo and Sakamoto Maaya stood together blankly and looked at each other's mothers, chatting happily, and it took a long time to respond to a question——

Why did they know each other? !

[Idiot, did you forget that when you first moved here, Mom-san went to visit the neighbors?At that time, they naturally knew each other! 】

'...'This is a bug, I haven't noticed it all this time, no... the author didn't let me notice it.

What did Saiki Kurumi think of, "Ah, that's right! Since Xiaoling is also going to the festival, let's go with Xiaonan! It just so happens that you can take care of each other!" She said, and secretly made a gesture to the god— -come on!

No... It's not sneaky, well, it's obviously aboveboard, and what the hell is it to cheer up, the meaning is unclear, hey.

. . .

So Sakamoto Maaya consciously took Qishen's arm and felt his body stiffen. Maaya raised her head and looked at him expressionlessly, "Hmm...what's the matter? My second skill can be useful, you Do not want."

"..." Of course I know, that's not the problem.

The corners of Saiki Kusuo's mouth twitched, but seeing Maaya's wide-open eyes looking at him suspiciously, "..." He simply turned his head away, "...Yes."

. . .

So the two walked towards the temple fair and festival without a word. When they were about to reach the entrance, Maaya Sakamoto heard a sentence——

"Kimono, not bad."

However, it was soon overwhelmed by the noise of people coming and going, like a breeze blowing through the ears, as if nothing had happened.

The author has something to say: Thank you "Blueberry Jam" little angel for mine!

Thank you "Yeci" little angel for mine!

Thank you "Summer Lavender" cherub for two mines!