Then, a little while back,
--Ah. Pretty cuckoo! Beautiful grass!!
I was in the corner where the shops lined up, in the midst of the highest heavens.
A delicately decorated candlestick overlooks and delights the nose with a pure pattern.
—— Thanks! Past reincarnators!! Or Mr. Tripper from the past!!
I am very oblivious to Western ornaments, but I am quite distracted by the traditional decorations of my former country of origin, which is said to be Japanese.
—— Wow, this is amazing! It mimics the armor pattern!!
Because the hair on the ground is brown nowadays, I'm sure I can't see it decorating the corners of my head with armor pattern, but I'm here to buy it along with a grass I somehow can't give up and like.
Horrible. The tourist destination effect is horrible.
If you don't buy it here, you may not get it forever... Oh, yeah, you don't have to use it to commemorate it! --- Something is lurking in the tourist destination that makes you feel that way.
Slight reason shouts that in the corner of my head, but tension rose, I “laddered” the store as it was.
—— Ooh!! There was a yukata shop here!!!
I saw someone in a kimono at the entrance to this town, so I was sure there would be yukata too.
—— Of course you buy this!! There's nothing I can't make, but it's more professional to make them, because they end up with beautiful seams. ♪
That's why I'm just going to find the store's products.
I'm sure there won't be any details in this world about the tying of the yukata pattern, so if I had looked through one eye after another to choose what I liked, it was the flower pattern painted in white on the blue ground that captured my heart.
Plain as I am...... orz
And I dropped my shoulder a little bit, but I felt a lot distracted by the white on the blue, and the blur in it, and it would be nice to know if it was plain or not! and regain a broken heart.
And let the gaze flow.
--... hey... hey around here... yukata for the brave... maybe I should choose...?
That thought springs to my mind and I look at the men's corner in a chill.
Well, blah, it'll be like I've hardly had a chance to use it!
—— That's about it, right? As much as I have a man's clothes.
If they find him, it'll be to the extent that they think he's the "pain guy".
Even though the next item is likely to be seen by Ish with fairly cold eyes when she purchases it.
—— but I want it. I want it now. I want to buy it here. A seed of hope named Dream!!
And I found a band woven in silver yarn, brilliant by angle, in a blue yukata with a modest wave pattern in it, in a male booth that approached me with a "huffy-huffy" nose song. I decided to buy it instantly.
—— Good shopping!!!
and left the store with a radiant smile and went straight through the town's shopping district with a further “ladder” for a couple of turns.
It's about time my legs got tired and my throat was dry ~, and I was so satisfied that I was walking down the street for the inn, especially on a path with no steps.
What is this, embarrassing?
I guess I floated too far ~ and said I was laughing at the subtlety.
"Pfft. Are you okay, little lady?"
and voices fly from the edge of the road.
Obviously, it would be the voice that hung on me right now.
But to such unexpected circumstances.
"Ha... no. It's okay."
I couldn't pretend I didn't know because I got a lit reply and the conversation was over.
And I sat on the corner of the road, how brilliantly my sister caught me.
"Doo? It's a corner, so divination, why don't you? I'll make it cheaper now."
Ah... I knew you were a witch... Mm-hmm. What should I do? You're in trouble.
But, well, she's a pretty, sweet-looking sister.
I guess it's better not to run away at times like this... and because it's a half-given frontier - but it's something I've never had this kind of experience with - "Please," he lowered his back nervously to the chair across the street for the guests.
—— erm. What do you want me to divine? Or so they ask, I'm sure.
It's about this fantasy world of magic, skilled, real prophets, etc., so “fortune" where witches do it is quite a hit if it ranks high.
But do they “mix and tell a handful of truths into almost lying jokes" or "make it difficult and meaningful to say a simple word”? There are a lot of people with that kind of nasty personality, so when you deal with them, you get more tired...
I hope the woman (one) caught this time doesn't talk too hard or anything because she's a person who looks at it all the time and has a light vibe! and I try to wait for the inquiry as I clap in my heart.
and.
The beautiful witch who wore Turkish stone accessories there roared and looked at my face for a while.
"In your case... hey, how can you get along with someone you like, or what?
So I took the bamboo from under the ledge.
They didn't ask me what I wanted you to divine... I was given some sort of discretionary decision on what to divulge all of that... ("□";)
--Plus, Mr. Takeshi or something... from what you look like, this would be a Tarot Card! Even though it's momentum...
I feel tremendously betrayed… and losing the words to return it, your sister immerses herself in the task of holding the bamboo in both hands and repeating herself, splitting it, splitting it and playing it.
This is what it looks like with easy fortune - and around your strength recovered.
It was when she began to naturally fascinate herself with her temperamental nails and vibrant hands. Tong Tong, Bye, Baki!! The ominous sound of flying.
"Oh!? If I... What shall we do..."
—— No, no, no, no. Do it!! (*;) Oh? It's not like that!! Why are you so calm, sister!! When you break your magic tools during fortune telling! Because it's some kind of ominous MAX!? I want you to stop doing that. Shh!!!
Unexpectedly, "Eh, am I the type of person who doesn't get a way to get along with a brave man or something!?" I shouted, "but I was too sad about pulling back like this or something, so destiny. Change!! and stuck his hand in the bag all the time.
"Um... Um, excuse me. If this is good, please use it. I'll give it to you. No, well, what do you say... yes but I hope you keep divulging this......!
You can't get a trigger... and that's not even an element to flag...
Recently, you have forgiven me for calling you a name or something... I mean, does that mean it ends in a parallel (plain) relationship...?
and when I stuffed it with tears as I offered my sister a metal bamboo removed from the bag.
"Huh... Huh!?... Yes, okay? This is a rare piece of cake... right?
That's where your sister is squealing and fighting for fear.
And mostly get up.
"Thank you, I will! Absolutely! So give me a minute!? --- Oh, because if you stay inside this town, you'll be fine! Thank you very much, I'll deliver it! With souvenirs!! So give me a minute!?
and suddenly the beginning and end of the storefront.
"Huh...? Huh...?? Huh...???
and if you look like that, your sister runs out in a hurry.
——— Metal bamboo or something... is there any demand?
Once upon a time, I picked it up in the garbage yard thinking blurry, and the witch who could rate it as a beauty seemed to hold it dear, flauntingly dropping off the view of me leaving at a surprising rate.
"Ugh, what's next for fortune...?
And I missed one person on the spot and groaned in a fine voice.