Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

After getting used to luxurious restaurants and high-end hotels, it is a good choice to change the taste occasionally.

There is naturally not much to say about the other dish, the egg roll. This home-cooked dish will never taste bad no matter how it is prepared.

After the two of them had enjoyed their feast, bursts of noise began to be heard from the street.

It looked like the parade was about to begin, so Ginjo and Sasaki Sachiko came outside the store and finally found a viewing spot that wasn't exposed to the sun.

"Wow, that's amazing. Look at Sousuke over there. Are they going to perform the famous "Cat"? "

Sasaki Yukiko held Ginjo's arm and pointed to a team not far ahead.

The so-called "cat" naturally refers to the famous stage play.

Not only the girls, but also the boys painted their faces with light pink stage paint to look like Kabuki actors.

The bridge of her nose was drawn straight, black and vermilion eyeliner was drawn on her eyelids, and her chest and the back of her neck were covered with glitter, making them sparkle.

"I think it's very likely, but the makeup-free group on the other side also looks very impressive."

Ginjo looked in the direction she pointed and inadvertently spotted another team ready to go.

The players who looked like college students were all wearing exactly the same clothes, probably borrowed yukatas and newly bought snow-white rubber-soled tabi.

The bright yellow hem has aqua blue water pattern, and on the back are large diagonal words that seem to be the name of a school club.

They wore the yukata with the hem lifted high and tied up, and tied a belly band with white cotton cloth on top, and held the blue fan they had received in their hands, all in perfect harmony.

All that's left is to tie a towel on your head and you're done.

In the whole team, only the leading girl's yukata was slung across one shoulder to the hem, and it was decorated with a black and gold lattice pattern, which was very eye-catching among the colorful group.

She has an athletic figure with muscular lines. When she stands with her head held high and her chest puffed out, her curvy figure is even more eye-catching under the summer sun.

Some of the team members at the back smeared the remaining sunscreen on their knees, while others lowered their heads to check their clothes.

At this time, the exciting sound of taiko drums began to be heard from the far end of the commercial street, and people from other squadrons seemed to have prepared their instruments.

"I really miss this kind of time. Tomoko and I once participated in this kind of activity."

"At that time, we were also walking at the front of the team, and we were definitely more prominent than them."

Ginjo Sosuke listened to Sasaki Sachiko's fond memories and couldn't help wondering what a shocking scene it would be if these two top-notch mature women were to unite again...

Chapter 353: She is developing too well

"Really? What were you and Sister Tomoko wearing?"

Sosuke Ginjo was quite curious about the college days of the two beautiful mature women.

"Hmm... Let me think about it. It should be something like a yukata, but much more gorgeous than these."

"I remember that time we spent a whole morning just putting on makeup."

Sachiko Sasaki raised her head slightly, trying hard to recall her youthful days.

"I really want to see with my own eyes how heroic you were back then."

Ginjo Sousuke continued speaking along with her words.

"It's a pity that Sosuke didn't have the good fortune to see it. We've both reached an age where we need to reminisce about the past."

Although there was a hint of smile on Sasaki Sachiko's face, there seemed to be a subtle sadness mixed in it.

"No way, now Sister Sachiko is also very attractive. The bunny girl yesterday opened my eyes."

Women of different ages have their own beauty. Young and beautiful college students are certainly attractive, but women over 30 also have their own unique charm.

"Haha, there is no advantage in age, so we can only find another way in other places. We all know that our weapon is the charm of adults~"

As Sasaki Sachiko spoke, she reached behind her neck and her smooth golden long hair was played with and slowly spread out.

Just a small gesture can easily catch people's attention.

"By the way, has Sosuke ever seen Tomoko wearing a yukata?"

Sasaki Sachiko seemed to have suddenly thought of something, so she asked Ginjō.

"There's no such opportunity yet, why would Sister Sachiko ask that?"

Ginjo Sousuke shook his head and looked at her in confusion.

"Because I remember when we participated in this kind of event, Tomoko was very troubled by the yukata issue~"

"At that time, the club's clothing was purchased collectively, so there were only yukatas of normal sizes. As for Tomoko, you know, she is too well developed."

When Sachiko Sasaki said this, she couldn't help but pause for a moment. The scene she saw in Okinawa automatically emerged in her mind, and a hint of envy appeared on her face.

"Anyway, the top of the dress was too tight for her. It looked weird no matter how she wore it. In the end, I had to help her modify it~"

As she spoke, she covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"So there is such a thing..."

Ginjo Sosuke listened to her description and subconsciously began to imagine the scene at that time.

My wife today is definitely older than she was when she was a student. I wonder what kind of visual feast it would be if she were to wear that kind of festival yukata now?

Just as Ginjo Sosuke and Sasaki Sachiko were chatting, the sound of bells rang again, as if influenced by the previous taiko drum sound.

Then came the melodious tunes played by a variety of musical instruments such as the shamisen, flute, and dongxiao.

Not long after, the big drum began to thump again, resonating like thunder in the player's abdomen.

As soon as the exciting drum beats sounded, it beautifully subverted the tone of the music.

"What a powerful rhythm..."

I don’t know who among the tourists was murmuring like this.

"The speed of this knocking is really fast."

Then other people exclaimed in the same way.

The courage before the actual performance was indeed very different from that during normal practice.

Ginjō was also shocked, and listened with bated breath, standing still in the ultra-fast rhythm of the melody and the sound of the instruments, the vibration of the air passing through his neck and back.

The unique rhythm of the parade spreads melodiously under the scorching summer sun.

The departure time for each squadron had already been decided, and the departure point for all squadrons seemed to be the parking lot with tents that Yincheng and his team had just passed by.

The carefully dressed dancers from various teams gathered there noisily waiting on this sunny day.

Some sports club teams formed a circle to cheer each other on, while others danced to the music and finalized their moves.

In addition, there are a group of handsome old men drinking drinks under the tent to maintain their strength, and children running around in festival costumes, who will cry loudly over the slightest thing.

As the start time drew near, the dancers began to move busily.

"That's about it! The weather is very hot today, so everyone must be careful not to get cramps during the race!"

An instructor at the front of the line clapped his hands and shouted in a voice that could be heard by tourists on the street.

"Yes!"

The students participating in the march responded in unison.

"Everyone, take advantage of this opportunity to drink enough water and salt. Also, don't forget to stretch and warm up before exercise!"

"Yes!"

The voices of response were louder than before. Everyone stood up immediately and began to stretch their legs and muscles carefully to stretch their bodies.

"Wow, Sousuke, look over there."

While shouting excitedly, Sasaki Sachiko led Ginjō to look at the temple-like building on the other side.

From the entrance with an antique sliding door, a group of girls wearing cute yellow yukatas and wooden clogs and holding bamboo hats were swaggering towards them.

They only took off half of their shoulders, tied a black silk belt around their waists into the shape of a drum, and wore hand guards in addition to the bright red kimono shirt. They put on heavy makeup, and each of them looked graceful.

It was completely different from the usual casual college student outfit or the sportswear worn for practice, and everyone's beauty suddenly improved.

The white chest and naked feet are generously displayed in the sun, and the soft and feminine body curves are even more clearly visible after tying the belt.

With a dancer's tabi sandwiched between her raised toes, she looked more gorgeous and charming than anyone else. At first glance, she outshone everyone present.

"Yes, yes, that's the feeling. These girls are a bit like me and Tomoko back then."

The scene that Sasaki Yukiko just recalled now appeared in front of Ginjo in a more intuitive way.

"It's really beautiful!"

Being struck by such gorgeous young girls, Ginjō was at a loss for words and just stared in a trance.

"If Sosuke could travel back to our time, he would definitely fall in love with me and Tomoko."

Sachiko Sasaki looked at his infatuated eyes and said coquettishly.

"Don't bother. I'm also obsessed with you and Tomoko-san now."

Ginjo Sosuke turned around, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the slightly hot face of the beauty beside him.

"Sosuke, you may be a little timid sometimes, but that's how women like you. There's really nothing we can do about it."

Sachiko Sasaki placed her hand on Ginjo's hand, feeling the boy's caress, and then let out a sigh of happiness yet somewhat helplessly.

In this scorching heat that seemed to uproot even the ability to think, the endless noise of various musical instruments around drowned out the sound of breathing.

I asked someone to help me put on my kimono and put on makeup that was different from usual. The parade was about to begin.

All these combined to create the extraordinary atmosphere of the shopping street. Perhaps it was because of this that the aftertaste and lingering feelings between the two people disappeared in the subtle atmosphere.

It seemed as if all the ambiguous feelings were swept away by the large folding fan.

The girl leading the taiko drum team is dancing.

Under the scorching sun, in the wisps of heat rising from the asphalt road, he squatted in a horse stance, with a headscarf wrapped around his forehead, grinning frivolously, bending his knees and surrendering his body to the rhythm as the senior students had taught him.

The girls coming out from the direction of the temple were also dancing.

Under the bamboo hat, the only thing visible was a red line at the corners of his mouth and philtrum, which he had forgotten to wipe off after drawing it.

They stepped on their toes in wooden clogs and raised their hands to sway to the rhythm of the shamisen.

Amid the hustle and bustle of the steaming heat, they were the only ones that stood out.