After coming out of the swimming pool and seeing off Miki Kyujo away, the hungry Takashi Watanabe entered a barbecue restaurant and had a big meal.

Later, I went to a convenience store to buy a toothpaste, and I spent the week at home until six o'clock in the evening.

In the evening, he and Miki Kyujo made an appointment to go to the Ullambana dance party held in Hibiya Park.

Every summer, hundreds of lively summer festivals, fireworks and other festivals are held one after another.

There are large and small scales.

The small one is even just a cool evening held by a kindergarten.

The cute little child put on national costumes and followed the nearby shrine staff, singing and dancing around the streets near the school in a very good manner.

More than tens of millions of people participated, and the famous ones include the Eight Prince Festival, the Gion Festival, the Sandman Festival, etc.

The island country is not big and the transportation is convenient. If you want, you can participate in any summer festival.

But Miki Kujo doesn't have that much time, so she and Toru Watanabe can only participate in summer festivals held in Tokyo.

Tokyo is the largest city in the island country, and of course there are countless summer festivals.

Not to mention the Summer Festivals of the Sensoji Temple, Meiji Shrine, Nogi Shrine and other tourist attractions, they will also hold administrative areas such as Nakano, Sugigo District, and Minato District. It is perfect to describe it as a variety of ways.

Hibiya Park holds a large-scale Ullambana every year. Although there is no fireworks party, the scene is grand and the geographical location is just in Chiyoda District, where Miki Kujo lives.

At six o'clock, in order to match the festive atmosphere, Watanabe Toru put on a short-sleeved shirt inside and changed into a dark red shirt that Miki Kyujo bought him for him.

‘The red ones are not good, I will definitely not wear them!’

‘This shirt is a little longer, with open buttons, just like a coat.’

This was a dialogue at the time of purchase, and Miki Kujo ignored Kowabatabene's opinions as always.

Although Toru Watanabe doesn't like him, he is clean and free and fashionable in the mirror, and every move reveals the style of a beautiful boy.

I twisted my shoulders uncomfortably and put on my watch to go out.

Traffic control has begun on the road, and police officers holding loudspeakers are directing traffic, and people are everywhere in the station.

From Tsushi Watanabe to the tram, it only takes twenty minutes to take the tram, and you can see men and women wearing yukatas everywhere on the road.

Hibiya Park is filled with rows of vendors, and the sky is covered with lanterns with bright yellow lights.

At this time, there was still a trace of light in the sky, and the lanterns looked average, but looking at the endless number, it would definitely be very spectacular at night.

The outdoor music platform in Hibiya Park imitates the architectural characteristics of ancient Greece. The overall layout is semicircular, and a stage and screen wall are set at the center of the circle.

A group of underground idols are dancing on it.

In Toru Watanabe's opinion, the uncles wearing support suits under the stage danced much better than them.

Other viewers seem to be focusing on this point.

The girl dancing in the front row on the stage faced the enchanting uncle fans facing each other, but she seemed calm and jumped at her own pace.

As a result, when Tsushi Watanabe came, after seeing her eyes, somehow, when she looked at the fans in front of her, she would turn her face away, her face was covered with a shy blush, and her movements began to deform.

Occasionally, I pretend to be angry and bulge my face cutely.

The uncle was even more excited when he saw that he made his idol laugh, twisted his butt and touched his thighs.

Watanabe Toru stood on the outermost steps of the music stage, watching with relish, thinking that he would definitely be able to debut in a girl group when he returned.

"What are you looking at? So serious." A familiar faint fragrance enveloped Toru Watanabe.

Tsushi Watanabe didn't look back, pointing at the dancing support uncle, and smiled and said, "Is it fun to see if he dances?"

Miki Kyujo looked in the direction he pointed, and couldn't help laughing as if he thought of something: "It's not bad."

"Yes." Watanabe Toru said proudly as if he was introducing a newly discovered child to his friends.

"Next time you make me angry, I will punish you to jump to this for me."

"Wait! Something is wrong! It's very strange! Why do I have to jump like this?"

When Toru Watanabe turned around, he saw Miki Kujo who was smiling and couldn't say the rest.

Her long hair was tied up, revealing her fair neck, wearing a black bathrobe, with flowers and butterflies embroidered on it, and a rouge belt on her thin waist, and her breasts were full and plump.

Just like when I first saw her wearing a luxurious red kimono, Watanabe Shiro once again had the illusion that Miki Kyujo was a "beautiful princess".

"What's wrong? It's strange?" Miki Kujo asked with a smile.

"Miki, you are more beautiful today than you see Sawamura's summer."

"How beautiful is that?"

"After I leave, I think of beauty every day."

Miki Kujo showed a satisfied look: "You are also very handsome today."

"The main reason is that you have a good vision." Watanabe Tsukuba talked about clothes and said that he was holding her slender hand very naturally.

"Your vision is not bad either." Miki Kyujo let him hold his hand and replied.

Shiro Watanabe suddenly felt that the two of them had been praising each other like this, and they couldn't help laughing. Miki Kyujo's face also smiled.

At this time, the sun had already set, all the lights around were gone, and it was pitch black and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

Under the night, Hibiya Park has completely become another world, with lanterns hanging on the rope connected to the high platform in the middle of the park.

The vendor's lights continued until the end of the road.

It seems that this night, all the excitement and lights of Tokyo were settled here.

"It's almost time to go for a walk."

"You asked me to come here. If it's not fun, I'll punish you."

"I can't dance even if I die!"

"Your body, what you say doesn't count."

The two of them held hands and walked towards the night market.

Lotto, roasted corn, and goldfish

The shouting of the fried noodles boss; in front of the octopus stall, the kid who was burned by the freshly baked meatballs and kept stomping his feet

The clogs of Kyujo Meiji were stomping on the stone road, making a crisp sound.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Yes, that's it." Miki Kyujo pointed at the marshmallow's stall.

As a result, she was only interested in the process of making marshmallows.

After taking a few bites of cotton candy, I thought there was too much sugar, so I gave it to Toru Watanabe.

"Go and have shaved ice. It's a bit hot in a bathrobe this day." She said to the shaved ice stall not far away.

"Yeah, OK."

Miki Kujo ordered the blue Hawaiian flavor. Toru Watanabe originally wanted a strawberry flavor, but looked at the marshmallow in his hand and decided to forget it.

"600 yen!"

"Give."

After paying, Toru Watanabe looked at the stall owner who started making it, took a bite of the marshmallow, and his eyes were attracted by the stall selling masks next door.

"Oh!" Toru Watanabe moved two steps and looked at the wooden board full of masks.

The shop owner wearing an orangutan mask: "Each 800 yen!"

Miki Kujo glanced at it: "What do these toys mean?"

"You don't understand now. Boss, I've called this for the card face!"

After getting the mask, Toru Watanabe put it on his face and gestured to his chest: "I, come on stage!"

"Oh!" The little boy and boys on the side gave a look of "this action is very good".

And Miki Kujo looks like an idiot.

Only in this matter did she unexpectedly reach an agreement with Rin Kiyono.

"Isn't it handsome? This is a kid-faced fight!" Watanabe Tsuki asked in disbelief.

"It's not a question of whether it's handsome or not, it's very ugly." Miki Kyujo held her arms.

"I don't believe you are not moved!" Shiro Watanabe changed the marshmallow to his left hand and raised his right hand towards her: "Miki, I will protect your smile! I will never forgive the guy who hurts you! Transform!"

Miki Kyujo turned around and said to the shaved ice boss: "Hurry up."

"Okay, it's going to be fine right away!"

""

"Don't do this! I, no, the mask will be sad! Boss, I want this fox mask too! Come on, Meiji, put it on for you."

"Take it away, I don't want it, it's so ugly."

Watanabe Tsubasa hugged and hugged her, and finally put a white fox mask on Miki Kujo. However, she refused to put it on her face no matter what, and finally reluctantly agreed to put it on the side of her head.
To be continued...