In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

The next moment, Eriri clearly saw Kasumigaoka sitting directly opposite her purse her lips tightly. Anyone with eyes could see that she was trying her best to endure something.

"puff……"

But in the end, he couldn't help himself and let something slip out.

"...Yes...Is that so...Indeed, it's really amazing."

"!!!"

Looking at Kasumigaoka's forced, insincere praise, which he was barely suppressing.

Eriri was so angry that her liver was trembling!

My whole body was shivering in the sweltering heat!

She wants to take back her previous idea.

Sure enough, there was absolutely no possibility of coexisting peacefully with this person.

I really hate it!!!

…………

062: A relationship of natural enemies

Japan has a long-standing tradition of enjoying cherry blossoms in spring and watching fireworks in summer.

The specific time for cherry blossom viewing varies depending on the blooming period of cherry blossoms in different parts of the country.

From mid-January in Okinawa, the southernmost region, all the way up to early May in Hokkaido, the northernmost region.

The summer fireworks festival evolved from a competition between two fireworks manufacturers during the Edo period.

This is consistent across the country, and is concentrated in July and August when students are on summer vacation.

Promoting traditional culture requires choosing a day when everyone has time to participate, and of course, there are also many business considerations involved.

However, many girls believe there is another very important reason involved—

"How about it?"

The Takanashi sisters' room only had the stepsister and her brother.

Takanashi Touka changed into her yukata, pulled back the curtain separating the two sections of the room, and took two steps forward with a slightly awkward expression, standing in front of Gen Chiya, who was scrutinizing her.

Yuan Qianye did not answer her immediately. Instead, he touched his chin with his right hand and slowly walked around her.

The sky-blue yukata is adorned with eye-catching flowers, which perfectly complements the delicate and gentle temperament of the entire outfit.

The yukata has a deliberately shortened design at the cuffs and hem, revealing slender wrists and calves.

Her tiny, lotus-root-like feet were bare, treading on the floor of the room, their arches beautifully curved and her toes round and pink.

Because she had just showered, her hair was deliberately styled up, revealing her long, fair neck. Strands of hair, still damp with moisture, hung down beside her delicate earlobes, framing her face and making her look radiant and alluring.

Truly, my daughter has grown up and is now as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Takanashi Touka is indeed different from the girls around her, after all, she's already in high school.

Whether in terms of her physique or her demeanor, she is beginning to mature and stand out, moving towards a higher level of girlhood and starting her growth process.

After completing the circle, Yuan Qianye suppressed his amazement and seemed thoughtful, as if considering how to answer.

"It's still strange, isn't it?"

Shihua looked up at him, her expression beginning to show a lack of confidence.

Yuan Qianye looked at her and shook his head, his gaze sincere and appreciative: "It looks great. You're already very beautiful, Shika-nee, but now that you're wearing this yukata, you look even more charming."

Even though he was the younger one, I don't know why I felt so drawn to him and hearing him say those things.

For some inexplicable reason, Shihua saw in his expression a kind of brotherly doting on his sister.

Toka dispelled the strange feeling and suppressed her excitement at being praised by her excellent sworn brother: "I do look pretty good, but in the end, it's Mom's good taste that matters. This yukata fits me very well too."

The yukata was bought and sent back by Junko's mother, who is currently far away in Okinawa.

The summer when her eldest daughter started high school was particularly important to her.

So I specially sent this outfit as a gift, so that Shihua can wear it and have fun with her friends, leaving behind precious memories.

As for the two younger children in the family, there's no rush. She won't forget to give them the same gift when they go to high school.

"Then... I'll just wear this yukata out?"

"Ah."

With the affirmation of Gen Chiyo, Toka felt much more confident.

I won't change out of this yukata; I'll just wear it to meet Haruno later.

"When we get to the fireworks festival, I won't be with you guys. Keep an eye on Rikka and make sure she doesn't run around or yell."

"Don't talk about Rikka like she's a pet."

"I'm just giving you a heads-up."

"Don't worry about me. But you and Yang Nai should be careful when you go to the event, Shi Hua and Yang Nai. Don't get bothered by any strange people."

“It’s not just the two of us; she’ll bring a few friends along.”

kindness?

You didn't tell me this before.

He understood the meaning conveyed by Gen Chiya's eyes.

Shihua instinctively explained, "They're all girls... Don't go telling your parents."

I realized something was off halfway through my sentence.

Why should I explain this to this brat?

So after realizing what she had said, she immediately added the second half of the sentence, which was quite smooth.

"I'm not one to talk too much, so let's set off now, it's about time."

"Go to the living room and wait for me. I'll be there in a bit."

Is there anything else we haven't prepared?

"I haven't put on my clothes yet, do you want to stay and help me?" (No blood relation)

"..."

Watching Yuan Qianye turn and leave without a word, he even closed the door behind him.

Shihua couldn't help but smile slyly, displaying her beauty to the fullest, captivating and alluring.

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"Your father just got back, let the family driver take you there."

Just before the Yukinoshita sisters were about to leave, Mrs. Yukinoshita arrived at the entrance.

It would be good to be spared the punishment of squeezing onto trams.

The two sisters agreed, but Yang Nai was a little curious: "It's rare to see Dad come home so early today."

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "Later today, your father and I are also going to the fireworks festival to watch the fireworks."

Yang Nai joked, "Oh? A romantic getaway for just the two of you, Mom. You and Dad are looking forward to reliving those youthful days after all this time."

Mrs. Yukinoshita remained unmoved, narrowing her eyes with ease, and smiled as well: "It's the same as always, just going to a banquet. There are uncles and elders that you know, and you haven't seen them for a long time. Today is a good opportunity, so why don't you come with me later?"

Yang Nai, caught off guard, immediately looked distressed: "Please spare me, Mom. I made plans with my friends. The Yukinoshita family can't break their promises to their friends. That's what you taught me."

Yukino changed her shoes and gently adjusted them with the soles of her feet.

He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was secretly delighted.

Looking at her youngest daughter, Mrs. Yukinoshita said thoughtfully, "Yukino, are you going to see the fireworks with Chiya-kun today?"

Yukino corrected, "It wasn't just him; there were some other friends with him too."

"I see... Are there a lot of people?"

Yukino silently did the math.

She and Eriri, who have a very good relationship, along with Chiya Minamoto and Rikka, plus the kind-hearted Saeko Busujima, and finally, a girl who inexplicably appeared out of nowhere.

A total of six people, which is quite a lot.

So she nodded.

"Really? I was thinking that if there weren't too many people, you could come to the venue we booked around 7 o'clock to watch the fireworks together, the view would be great... but since there are so many people, then forget it, you two have fun."

"Okay, we're heading out."

Meanwhile, Yuan Qianye and his group also set off from their home in a grand procession.

Except for Takanashi Touka, everyone else was in casual clothes.

After arriving at the station, while waiting for the tram to arrive, Toka quietly approached Minamoto Chiya and took his arm.

It wasn't that she was intentionally trying to be intimate, but rather that she was feeling a bit unwell.

The yukata was a high-quality item that my mom bought and shipped directly to me; it's very comfortable to wear.

However, the wooden clogs that came with the yukata were something Toka just bought from a random shop on the street.

Wooden clogs are shoes that are held in place by a rope at the toe.

Wearing a yukata is different from wearing a kimono; you don't wear socks on your feet, which leads to a very awkward problem.

Following Toka's troubled gaze, Gen Chiya glanced at her feet and understood.

Perhaps due to the poor craftsmanship of the wooden clog straps, the tender flesh between her delicate toes was now rubbed raw and red.

"Can you still hold on?"

"...Well, not walking isn't too uncomfortable."

"That's good. I'll figure something out after we get off the tram."