When I Saved a Lost Plushie, I Got Close to a Young Lady From a Yakuza Family
Just before noon the next day. At the appointed time, there is a knock at the door.
I open the door to find Uruwashi there, dressed in a kimono and her hair pulled up in a bun.
I gasp at how beautiful she is.
I think this beauty should be painted on a scroll or something.
She was wearing a different kimono from the day we met, and the atmosphere was solemn.
“Good morning Uruwa…… Tenchan.”
When I tried to call her Uruwashi, she stared at me so I changed her name to Ten-chan.
I’m still not used to calling her Ten-chan.
“We had promised to see cherry blossoms today, but I didn’t think you would come in a kimono.”
Yesterday, Uruwashi said “Let’s go see cherry blossoms”
“I wanted to match it with Banira-chan’s.”
Uruwashi held up Banira-chan, who was tied to a purse in her hand.
The fabric of the kimono looked familiar to me, but it was the same fabric as the kimono I made for Banira chan
“I think it’s very good.”
“What do you mean by good?”
Uruwashi moved her face closer. The goodness of the face makes my heart jump.
Uruwashi’s sense of distance is a little buggy, which is a problem for me.
“What do I mean….”
Cute, beautiful, suits you?
I look away and try to think of what to say.
“You look like a mother.”
This was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
What am I saying?! Calling a high school girl a mother!
“Ten-chan and Banira-chan were wearing matching kimonos, and I thought they looked like a close mother and daughter. It’s not that Ten-chan is old, of course she is mature, but ……”
“…Thank you. You can say something like that.”
As I listed my reasons, she blushed and got teary-eyed.
That’s good. It seems like nothing strange happened. But is there really something to be happy about…?
And as I was about to leave the house, Uruwashi stopped me.
“I’m the only one in a kimono. Let’s go see cherry blossoms in kimono, Sagara-kun.”
“Eh, but I don’t have a kimono.”
“I brought it.”
As if she knew what I was going to say, Uruwashi held out a furoshiki in addition to the kinchaku
“Would you lend it to me? But I don’t know how to put it on…”
“I’ll dress you, don’t worry.”
Uruwashi-san gives her hand to me who was puzzled.
She can even tie an obi, so it’s no wonder she can also dress a man in a kimono.
Uruwashi’s eyes were filled with a mysterious motivation that made it impossible for me to refuse.
Well, I don’t have the confidence to stand up to Uruwashi’s kimono in my own clothes, so if I can at least match hers with a kimono, why not?
The dressing took place in my house.
First, I put on underwear and tabi in the changing room and put on the long underwear, and when I returned to Uruwashi-san’s room, I was greeted with a “welcome home,” which felt strange even though it was my own house.
“First, I’ll tie your waistband.”
“Please do.”
From this point on, I left it to Uruwashi-san.
Uruwashi-san took out a sash called a koshi-himo and squatted down in front of me, standing on her knees.
Uruwashi-san puts the obi around my hip bone.
Hey, isn’t the composition somewhat like being hugged on the lower half of my body?
Since Uruwashi is squatting, her face is right in front of my sensitive area!
Without worrying about my impatience, Uruwashi circled the obi around the front and tied it around the side of my waist.
I could feel Uruwashi-san’s hand tightening to prevent it from coming off.
“Nnnn”
With the force she put into it, a sound that could be either a voice or an exhale escapes from Uruwashi-san’s mouth.
Wait a minute! Don’t make such a sound in this situation!
Because I am looking down on her from above, I can clearly see Uruwashi’s shiny nape of the neck.
When I was making the kimono for plushie, I looked it up and found out that women wear a loose-fitting kimono that is not tight around the neck, which is called “komon wo nuki” (remove the crest).
Now I can understand why people in the past came up with such a way of dressing.
After tying the knot, I took a sigh of relief.
But it doesn’t end there; there is the next step of putting on a kimono over it and tying the obi again.
Needless to say, I was trying hard not to react.
I had no idea how hard it was to put on a kimono, and I regretted my lighthearted acceptance of the offer.
It was still chilly in April, so I was given a haori to put on and finish dressing.
When I finished dressing, I put on the geta that had been prepared for me and was about to leave the house when I was tripped up at the front door.
“Oh, no!”
I leaned on Uruwashi, who was putting on her geta first.
Oh, no, I’ve done it!
“Are you okay?”
Uruwashi-san, who was taking me in like she was wrapping me in her arms, even had the presence of mind to worry about me.
“A-haha…I’m sorry.”
I was surprised to see Uruwashi’s well-shaped face in front of me, and I hurriedly moved away from her due to the proximity of her face and the embarrassment of tripping over her.
Ah, Uruwashi is of course beautiful, but she is also very cool. I can see why she’s popular with girls.
“I thought Sagara-kun wasn’t used to wearing clogs, so I’m going to take the car today. I’ve already prepared it for you, so get in.”
“Eh!?”
There was a black limousine parked in front of the house.
As soon as he saw me, a stern man with a skinhead inside came out and bowed his head vigorously.
“Sagara sa, I’m Iwahashi and I’ll be your driver today.”
This guy is definitely a yakuza, isn’t he? I’ve never seen a real one before!
“…, please take good care of me.”
I rolled my eyes at his appearance, but managed to squeeze out a greeting.
I hope you’ll forgive me if my words gradually became smaller and smaller.
“Young lady nd Sagara-san, please come this way.”
Iwahashi san opens the limousine door and urges me with his hand.
Isn’t that too high treatment?
I mean, I’m afraid to be called ‘Sagara san’ with an honorific title!
Uruwashi san said one word, “Thank you,” and got in as if she was flowing.
Following Uruwashi-san’s lead, I also wanted to express my gratitude, but all I could do was timidly climb in, muttering a strange thing like, “Um…thank you.”
! am not going to be taken away to the mountains like this, am I!?