"Shuzenji Temple" is a famous hot spring town in central Izu.

Here is the oldest hot spring on the entire Izu Peninsula, and it is also the place where the story of "The Dancer of Izu" takes place.

The town is surrounded by mountains, and the hot spring hotel that Watanabe Tsuki's appointment is also in the mountains.

The room for two is a room facing the sea.

"I like this." Toru Watanabe sat in the sunshine on the eaves of the corridor. "There are camphor trees, plum trees, and cherry blossom trees nearby; the Pacific Ocean is far away."

Miki Kyujo sat lazily indoors.

She said in a melodious tone that seemed to be teasing, expecting, or pranking:

"Do you want to wear it after taking a shower or now?"

"Look, the sea is so calm." Toru Watanabe pointed at the sea.

"Then wear it now."

"How much cherry blossoms are...Huh?" Shiro Watanabe leaned out from the eaves of the corridor. "A bird flew over just now, it seemed like a Bailuo bird with a tail that...."

"Come here." Miki Nijo's voice became cold and she ordered.

Watanabe Shiro sighed helplessly, stood up and said:

"Don't cheat at night."

"When did I not fulfill what my sister promised you?"

Shiro Watanabe walked up to her, took off her upper clothes, and Miki put her hands on his pants, taking off her pants.

"Hu——" Miki Kujo blew a long and soft breath of heat towards it.

The reaction visible to the naked eye made her laugh out loud.

Watanabe Toru looked at her delicate lips and restrained his evil thoughts.

The kimono brought by Miki Kyujo is quite gorgeous.

The kimono is based on red, with colorful auspicious birds above the red base, and nine black vines are embroidered at the cuffs, which are very bright in color.

"Come on, put on a robe first." Miki Kyujo said with a smile.

"Ah—" Watanabe Tsubasa wailed.

While admiring his desperate expression, Miki Kyujo closed the front of his robe.

"Then there are cloth socks." Miki Kyujo squatted at his feet, turned the cloth socks outward, and signaled him to put his feet in.

"Absolutely not suitable, really!" Watanabe Tsuki said vigorously.

"I am helping you dress, what else do you want? Hurry up!"

Watanabe Shiro was unwilling to do so, put his hand on her shoulder and put his feet into the cloth socks.

Miki Kyujo carefully buttoned him with cloth socks.

"Be good, the last kimono."

Toru Watanabe had given up struggling, spread his arms, and allowed Miki Kyujo to put on a gorgeous red kimono.

When she closed the front of the kimono and tied the wide belt, Miki Kyujo kept laughing.

"Take it off, it's definitely ugly!"

"Where is ugly? It looks very good." Miki Kujo stretched her belt hard, and she laughed so hard that she was about to cry.

After tying her belt, she asked Toru Watanabe to squat down.

Watanabe Tetsu sat on the tatami.

"It's not like this, come on, sister to teach you." Miki Kyujo knelt on the ground, folding her hands on her knees.

"Wait a minute." Toru Watanabe stood up, wearing a kimono, and stared at the eaves of the corridor.

He poked his head slightly and looked around twice to confirm that the place was indeed close to the cliff and that no one could pass by.

Looking back, Miki Kujoo covered her stomach and laughed, all of which was sitting in a geisha.

"It's true."

"Hurry up!" Miki Kyujo patted her side and signaled him to sit down quickly in her sitting position.

In her stern tone, she still had an uncontrollable smile.

Shiro Watanabe had no choice but to kneel down on the tatami.

"You have to put your hands like this." Miki Kyujo reached out to correct his posture, "You have to put your hands like this, yes, you're very smart."

After guidance, she stood up and took out a 'Takashimada-style' wig.

Her slightly cold little hands lifted up Watanabe Toru's bangs and put on a wig.

After doing all this, she circled around Watanabe Tsubaki with appreciation, then suddenly took out her cell phone and took photos of him like she suddenly remembered it.

"You can take pictures, but you must not be circulated!"

"Don't worry. Come on, bow your hands and bow your head, it's great. Then-"

Miki Kyujo gave a shy orchid finger at her chin.

“…”

"Not bad!"

Miki Kyujo took out a folding fan and gently lifted Toru Watanabe's chin. The phone on his other hand had already entered camera mode.

“…”

"So beautiful, I like you, Miss Watanabe!" Mihiko Kujo said with a smile.

“…”

"Say you like me too, hurry up." Miki Kyujo aimed her phone at him.

“……I like you too.”

"Sound, sound, pay attention to the sound! So beautiful, I like you, Miss Watanabe!"

Under Miki Kujo's sharp eyes, Toru Watanabe said in a soft voice: "I like you too."

He is going crazy.

"Hahaha, don't be unhappy, come and see for yourself." Miki Kujo took the beauty-holding attitude and took Toru Watanabe.

The two came to the full-body mirror.

In the translucent mirror, two "beauties" appeared.

"It's more beautiful than the geisha we ordered in Kyoto last time, the most beautiful geisha in Gion." Miki Kujo praised.

It always feels like a compliment to comfort the injured.

"......good."

Looking at the beauty of the mirror and admiring his "beautiful" side, Watanabe Takashi finally felt a little comforted.

He shook his long sleeves of the kimono and said, "Who am I with Mikimi?"

"You are so beautiful, how can you match you?" The Nine Joshua Miki was very good at it.

Watanabe Toru hummed smugly:

"Whether it is men's or women's clothing, I have nowhere to reach it, such as Kyujo Meiji, and Kiyono Rin, and the rabble."

"Beautiful, you are beautiful." Miki Kyujo's smile never stopped since the beginning.

"......It's true that I took it off." Shiro Watanabe reached out to take off his wig.

Midway through, he suddenly realized something and turned his head to look at Miki Kujo:

"The size of this kimono is mine, so what do you do?"

"Not to wear it." She answered for granted.

"Not wearing it?" Watanabe Tsukune raised the volume slightly, "I trust you so much! I look forward to you so much! You actually lied to me?!"

"What's the hurry?" Miki Kujo looked at him coldly with anger, "There's another one."

"That's good." Watanabe Tsubaki breathed a sigh of relief.

After so much trouble, the sunlight on the eaves of the corridor was dyed with apricot color, the sea was rippling, and the wind was blowing.

"There is still some time before supper, so take a hot spring bath?" asked Toru Watanabe.

Miki Kyujo moaned and stretched her body for a day.

She spread her slender and tender arms: "Serve me to change my clothes."

"I can't find it."

"Well? Where are you just taught your etiquette?"

“…”
To be continued...