Chapter 47 (1/2)
Translator: Asada
Editor: Kylerboi
I felt uncomfortable with the scene which I saw after waking up. I almost jumped up.
“The ceiling is different. Oh yes, yesterday.”
I remember that I slept on the sofa and not in my room.
I gently looked into the japanese style room where Carol was sleeping. I dont know when it came but Destiny was being used a pillow.
“I don’t need to put it in the glass case anymore.”
I came to know yesterday that I dont need to raise it like a normal lizard.
Of course, I am going to pretend in front of my family that it is a normal pet.
The dazzling sunlight illuminates the room as soon as I open the curtains.
“It was raining but now its fine.”
I open the window to let the fresh air in.
I coudnt stand the cold wind that came and immediately closed the window and fled to the kotatsu.
Thanks to that, now I am fully awake. So let make the breakfast.
Seika told that she would visit for the Hatsumode at noon. [2]
I have cooked for several times the past two months so I finished making the breakfast soon.
“Good morning … Wow, it smells good!”
Carol, who was now awake looked at the food which I was carrying.
“Yes, good morning. Wash your face before eating. I will explain you how to use it.”
I take her to the sink and explain how to drain and stop the water. “If we have this then mom will be very happy!” She was impressed.
We wash our face together and sit in the kotatsu for breakfast.
I used to watch the villagers eat their meals everyday so I roughly know what they ate. As the ingredients were mainly from the tribute sent from the villages, she flattened it without any complaints.=
“We are going out for the New Year’s celebration of this world today.”
“A festival in the kingdom of God! I can boast about this to everyone!”
Just looking at the cheerful Carol gives me energy.
Its necessary to prepare if we want to go out for Hatsumode. First…
“Let’s take a bath first”
“Bath! There is a bath.”
There is a reason for why she is so excited.
It seems that the villagers had the habit of taking bath but there was no bath. They used to moisten a cloth with warm water and use it to wipe their bodeis and thus the cleanliness was a th minimum
After that Kan and Ran made a bathtub and I remember then they started taking bath once every two days. The women were really happy.
I took her to the bathroom and explained how to use the shower but she seemed to be scared of it so she decided to use the bathtub.
While Carol was taking the bath, I looked for the clothes which me and my sister used to wear when we were small. It was in the storeroom.
“I’m grateful that my mom is so good.”
My elementary school clothes were still fine but I picked up my sister’s clothes which had good designs. Since it was carefully stored via vacuum packing, it was ready to be worn as soon as the seal was opened. [3]
I dont seem to have good sense of fashion so I will ask Carol to pick out one of them which she likes.
I returned to the living room. Carol had steam rising from her body.
“Is your head wet? I’ll dry it. Come here..”
I carefully dried her hair with a towel, dyer and a brush.
“Yoshio is good. It feels good “
“I’m used to it.”
My sister also had long hairs so I used to dry her hair like this in the past
After that I asked her to choose her favorite clothe from the ones which I brought. The fashion show was more exciting.
She was so cute no matter what she wore. However, the vague answer that she is cute in all of them is a forbidden case. My sister once got angry with this.
So I praise all of them while telling her my preferences.
She seemed to have picked up today’s first place in a very good mood. It worked.
A long skirt with a thick cloth and a hand-knitted sweater by my mother. A child coat that looks warm and chewy.
There is also the rucksack with a bear face which I will be carrying.
She is almost like a magazine child model. Very cute.
“How do I look Yoshio?”
“It’s so cute that you can’t even beat models.”
“I don’t understand the meaning but I think you are overpraising it.”
There was a sound of the bell when I was taking the pictures of the shiny figure with my smartphone. Is Seika here to call us?
When Carol opened the door, there was a beautiful women in a kimono with a bright red hue. [4]
Her hair was also tightly fixed at the top. She has a natural make-up appearance but today she has really done her makeup.
If it was not my childhood friend whom I have known since long, she would have taken my breath away with the figure which has the appeal of an adult.
[1] A kotatsu (Japanese: 炬燵) is a low, wooden table frame covered by a futon, or heavy blanket, upon which a table top sits. Underneath is a heat source, formerly a charcoal brazier but now electric, often built into the table itself.
[2] Hatsumode (初詣) is one of the most important traditional annual events in Japan. It literally means “the first (hatsu) shrine visit (mode)”, so basically hatsumode is to visit a shrine (or temple) to pray for good luck for the new year. Hatsumōde is the first Shinto shrine visit of the Japanese New Year. Some people visit a Buddhist temple instead. Many visit on the first, second, or third day of the year as most are off work on those days.
[3] A rucksack is a bag with shoulder straps which allow it to be carried on someone’s back, typically made of a strong, waterproof material and widely used by hikers.
[4] The kimono is a traditional Japanese garment, and the national dress of Japan. It is a T-shaped, wrapped-front garment and is worn left over right. It is usually worn with an obi belt, alongside a number of other accessories, such as zōri shoes and tabi socks.
Translator: Asada
Editor: Kylerboi
“Hey, is it looking strange?”
“Wow, it’s so beautiful! Yoshio thinks so too. “
“Beautiful……”
I response to Carol’s question, my true intentions leaked out of my mouth.
… Oh, I’m unconscious right now so I am not going to judge what I am doing.
I look at Seika’s face. She turns her haze downwards while blushing under the thick makeup.
“Oh, you look good in the kimono.” [1]
“Thank you.”
Its just like the New Yeat during my student days.
She seemed to think so too. We smiled at eachother when our eyes met.
Even though it was raining yesterday, the ground around my house was dry.
“Didnt it rain here?”
We leave the house, the ground was damp so we walked slowly so we do not form while wearing the unfamiliar sandals.
There was a big shrine just a short distance away from the home. I used to worship here every year before becoming a NEET.
There were so many stalls here. I used to follow my parents when I was a kid here because of that and not because of the wish.
Right now, I and Seika are sandwiching Carol in the middle. At first glance, it will look that we are a family but her face wasnt similar and her hair was blond.