I Am Not a Sis-Con! ~ All the People Around Me Call Me One, but Isn’t It Just Because My Sister Is T

I sat down on the guest couch and looked at the wall for some reason.

“Haruki-san! It’s been a while.”

“Oh, it’s been a while.”

“Hai.”

Arisa, Misato-san’s daughter, who was helping out at the store, approached me, holding a kimono wrapped in cotton paper.

“These are Haruki’s kimono and hakama that you left with me.”

“Thank you. I want to change immediately. Can I use the changing room?”

“Of course. It’s available, so please use it.”

I stood up from the guest couch and headed for the changing room.

“Do you need help changing?”

Arisa asked me.

“It’s fine, I can put it on by myself.”

In the beginning, it took me a while to get used to wearing a kimono, but I’m used to it now. Once the steps were learned, they could never be forgotten.

“I understand!”

After she said that, Arisa went back to her work.

“Now then, I should change too.”

Once inside the changing room, I took off my clothes, put on my undershirt, and put on the komono.

I dexterously fastened my obi and put on my hakama.

Then I wore the haori, and I was done.

I wore a black kimono and dark red hakama.

“That’s it!”

I finished dressing up and left the changing room.

“As expected, it looks beautiful on you/you wear it handsomely.”

Arisa said, looking at me as I stepped out of the changing room.

“I am used to it. This.”

“Right~”

A few minutes later, Misato-san came out of the back room.

“Haruki-kun. I’ve finished dressing Sara-san.”

Behind Misato-san, there was Sara in her kimono.

The base color was black, with white floral patterns scattered throughout.

Her hair was styled in an updo, combining with the beautiful delicate curvature of her neck, her Japanese-style facial features and white skin all matched the kimono perfectly.

I was speechless, wondering if there could ever be such a beautiful sight in a kimono.

“Does it look weird?”

Sara asked me fearfully.

“‘No, it’s not. That’s the face of someone who’s speechless from admiring Sara-chan.”

Misato said with a smirk on her face.

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“Kawai…”

I unconsciously said the words I was thinking.

“T-thank you …”

Sara’s face turned crimson.

“Sorry, sorry. I was just thinking aloud… what am I saying!”

Seeing me like that, Misato-san’s smirk remained on her face.

“Thank you … Nii-San looks great too.”

“Oh, really? Thank you.”

These two siblings love each other too much to say the least.

“Let’s go.”

“Hai … !”

Sara said with a smile on her face.

“Have a good day. Just make sure you return the kimono by this evening.”

“I understand.”

Misato saw us off, and we went sightseeing in Asakusa.