"It shouldn't be so grand, right?"

Shiina Iori stood in front of the full-length mirror in Nagisa room, forced to open her hands and let the three girls fiddle back and forth on her body.

Sleeve.

At this time, in the full-body mirror, a handsome man with a slender figure and a large yukata full of indigo gray markings, expression was helpless, but his hands had to keep them flush like a balance beam. His wide sleeves fell down with gravity, and every fold on his body was smoothed by several careful girls.

At first glance, I really feel a bit elegant and drifty like a banished immortal.

"This is the Ullamban Festival, and my ancestors will see it."

"You have to dress up more delicately."

However, senior Fox showed unexpected tradition and old-fashioned on this topic, comparing his outer robe and lining like the most demanding fashion designer, and truly demonstrating the eyesight and skills of top models over the years.

Miss JK, who was picking and choosing this yukata, stood aside, helping Iori observe the whole picture instead of the full-length mirror, curled her lips and nodded with a smug look.

Yui, who seemed to be busy and wandering around Iori, was the most idle. She looked left and right, but in fact she didn't even move, and she could only touch the fish very hard.

After turning around, he would touch his chin seriously, as if he would agree with his work. (Serious face)

"No, I mean... Can you not wear a bathrobe?"

Shiina Iori had a bitter face.

There is no doubt that the yukata that Miss JK bought for a high price will naturally not be a shoddy product. However, in the yukata market, the more expensive it is, the more serious the regulations are. The loose and breathable yukata looks like a yukata, which is actually made of silk. When worn in Tokyo in August, it will be stuck on the body and cannot be pulled down.

Even if he was wearing it for a short time, Shiina Iori could already imagine the scene at that time - after all, this kind of expensive clothes was always provided for the daughters and boys who were active in serious venues with central air conditioning, and they were completely unavailable to those little people like him who had never been just a street in the Ullambana festival.

"If it's hot, just buy a small fan, it looks so good."

Shino didn't care about his feelings. He tossed in the mirror for a long time before finally showing a satisfied smile:

“It’s almost the same.”

Only the handsome face in the mirror was a little bitter.

Obviously, there are huge differences in the focus between men and women.

“Yes, yes…”

However, since Senior Fox did not say anything casually in the bedroom, the magnanimous Lord Shiina reluctantly forgave her.

"Then let's go now?"

The little seal classmate who was scrambling around him to fish lit up his eyes.

"You don't have supper?"

"What does it matter! You can eat it after dinner."

"If you go out after Iori's cooking, you won't be able to eat snacks!"

Yui was rumored, but when she turned her eyes, she thought of a good idea: "Of course, if Iori could make some snacks..."

"Don't think about it!"

Just kidding, Shiina Iori felt that making three meals a day for them was almost exhausting his day's mobility, so how could he add other burdens to himself?

"Stingy!"

While laughing and making fun, Shiina's family also changed into new holiday clothes and slowly left the house.

Half a month ago, Mrs. Komatsu, a member of the inter-choice committee of Oak Hanacho, called the Pastry Lodge and asked them about their Ullamban activities.

However, Shiina Iori and the little fox senior were still in the Cold War period, so Shino naturally had no mood to pay attention to these activities and barely passed them perfunctorily.

However, it is probably because of the activities of young people who are there to attract more people. Even though Shino politely refused, Mrs. Komatsu still approved a lot of coupons for them, probably because she wanted them, young people, to bring more friends to spend.

Now that Shiina's relationship is slightly gentle, these coupons come in handy. In addition, Oak Hanacho is not far from Edogawa, and after 7 o'clock in the evening, a fireworks conference will be held on the river bank, which will take a good place.

So the family planned to stroll around the streets and wait until they went home for dinner later.

......

The Ullamban Festival, also known as the Zhongyuan Festival and the Ghost Festival.

It started in Buddhist legends and rose during the reign of Emperor Wu of Liang. Its name is transliterated by Sanskrit, and its original meaning is "rescue the upside down".

Because Japan's strong Buddhist culture and the social culture concept of life and death have turned this sad festival for the deceased into a large-scale celebration today, with different celebrations in different regions.

Just like Shizuoka's various celebrations, the Hina Festival, or the Aomori and Iwate's ceremony, the celebrations are different.

In Tokyo, the most common ones are probably various "soul-sending fires" and "lighting shed banners".

To put it quite mysteriously, it is actually just a paper lantern.

So, when Shizune-Ye family walked into Oak Hana-cho among the bustling crowds, everything they saw was full of white lights, with bright lights shining under the dark sky.

However, for Tokyo people who have long been accustomed to this scenery, it does not affect their shopping mood.

Relatively speaking, what affects people's emotions more is...

"Oh, Shino! Try this."

Shiina Iori put the grilled octopus whiskers tied out of the small paper box into her mouth, showing a look of surprise, and then hurriedly handed over the paper box, and also used the tag to tie a grilled octopus whiskers in her hand.

"What's this?"

Senior Fox looked at the colorful sauce on the grilled octopus beard, and smelled it again, and his tone was a little disgusted.

But when I saw the surprised expression on Iori's face, I vaguely doubted my judgment.

Can this taste delicious?

At the same time, the little seal classmate who seemed to be opening the food signal tower at all times stood up and turned his head quietly to look at them.

"Try it!"

I don’t know if it was because I got Shino’s reply in the room, but Shina Iori’s behavior was very positive and he specially helped Shino to tie up a tread.

"real?"

"Um!"

With a suspicious expression on his face, the little fox senior in a light purple kimono then pulled up his hair in his temples, gently looked at his head along Iori's movements, and took a bite.

"oh."

Senior Fox looked at Iori in front of him with subtle eyes, then swept the Yui children's shoes with a food radar erected beside him, and then chewed slowly, quite surprised:

“It’s really delicious.”

“Yes~”

Shiina Iori smiled happily, turned her head again, and swept her body on Miss JK and Yui who were visiting the streets.

"Yui..."

"Um!"

Looking at the shaking hair on the little seal's head, he was obviously very moved.

Shiina Iori naturally fulfilled her wish.

“Ah~”

"Ahhh!"

After sipping, Yui's expression suddenly froze. A violent sour smell mixed with the smell of mustard, rushing from her mouth to her nose like a tornado.

In addition, the little seal's unpreparedness and full trust in Iori made her chew a big bite at once. The intense taste immediately pierced her mind, making her whole body tremble with trembling, and her facial features tightened into a ball.

"Ahhhhh~"

Iori and Shino looked up at her with a smile on their faces, but looked at her calmly. Their cheeks were chewing hard under the drive of instinctive appetite, and it took a while to swallow that mouthful.

"Is it tasty?"

Shiina Iori's smile remains the same.

“…”

Yui looked at Nagisa, who was also unprepared by her side, and then looked at the quiet Iori and the others. Suddenly, she understood something, and she shrank her cute little face that was about to be wrinkled, and nodded:

“...Okay, delicious.”

Sure enough, after experiencing such suffering, only by allowing others to endure the same torture as themselves can people gain a sense of spiritual balance.

Humans are such pathetic creatures.

Although he was thinking like this with an unparalleled sense of philosophy in his heart, Yui still took a step that was as unforgivable as the two of them:

"Natsui, try this!"

“Super delicious.”

"?"

Miss JK looked at her plastic best friend who had nothing left to eat and nothing to do, and she seemed to have a small question mark on her head.

If it tastes so delicious, can you give me the rest?

It seemed that he also saw the doubts of his good friend. Yui reluctantly explained: "Only one is left, I will leave it for you."
To be continued...