The beginning: The fifth year 3
Time passed by without anything in particular today as well.
I’ve been observing Oyaji-sama’s face, which is right in front of me since morning.
Ah—how refined. Oyaji-sama, your face is kind of scary but you could still be popular as that kind of prostitute, maybe?
Your fierce face lit up by the morning sun right now looks likes it’s shining in an almost godly way, and it makes me want to share in your good luck, yes. Right.
And in this Oyaji-sama’s hand is a red girl’s kimono.
“What?”
“Like I said, try it on”
“Um, “
“To the rest of the world, today is the Doll’s Festival. There’s no one else in this house but me right now, and it’s like anyone’s gonna see. Try it on”
So saying, he thrust the kimono towards me.
Waitwaitwait what’s with you all of a sudden, Oyaji-sama?
You’ve never done anything like this before.
Just what happened?
“Uh, um, . I! a man, “
“Idiot!!”
“*Gulp”
“Today is the Doll’s Festival. There’s no point if you don’t celebrate!!”
Oyaji-sama, clenching his fists and insisting, turned 53 this year.
What’s this? Oyaji-sama’s being kinda cute. But I still don’t know what the point is.
And besides, even if you just hand a kimono over to me, it’s not like I was taught how to put a girl’s kimono on.
And before that, just where did he get this anyway? I’m pretty sure that Oyaji-sama doesn’t have any kids even though he’s married.
I,it’s not like he expressly took the trouble to buy this, did he? This really nice kimono.
With crimson as the base, the lines of a young green willow flowed, with pale yellow polka dots and yellowish pink flower petals scattered about; a kimono that even the untrained eye could tell was expensive. (tn: fun fact about the yellowish-pink color at the bottom!)
Even though it was Oyaji-sama who started raising me as a boy, this is inconsistent in more than one way.
“This, um, how did you get it?”
“What?”
“T,the, kimono…”
“Oh, while I was ordering the kimono for the brothers, I got them to make this one while they were at it. Isn’t it pretty?”
Had it made!?
He had it specifically made for me!!?
Incidentally I would like to know just who is covering the expense for this. Are you trying to get me into debt by sending me the bill for this?
To begin with, this sort of thing should be worn by the little kitty Airi-chan. Instead of someone like me who has given up femininity, someone who is living as a girl should be celebrated.
“You should let Airi-chan wear this”
“Don’t be an idiot! Girls can coerce men when they shine the brightest as women! This is just a present……………………….well, I did give Airi a sakura-colored kimono though”
Oyaji-sama absent-mindedly mumbled the last bit.
He’s so calculating!!
“She was wearing that kimono and working just now, and the brothers seemed happy to see that. Ah–, young girls are nice. They’re healing in a completely different way from the women who are customers”
Who is this old guy.
What happened to the dignity he had at the beginning?
But even as we spoke, Oyaji-sama was spreading out the kimono in both hands.
Well, now, you’re getting along in years so shouldn’t you rest a bit?
“That’s enough of that talk for now. All right, I’ll put it on for you so take off your outer kimono. And while I’m at it, I’ll put lipstick on you too. Your skin is pale so it’ll definitely set it off…And let’s see, let’s try putting some red plum color on the corners of your eyes too”
“Oyaji-sama!! What about today’s practice?”
“Guess today’s training will be about learning about the hearts of women.”
Scammers(lying old men) are good at talking.
And they don’t listen.
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———-………
It’s heavy.
Women’s kimonos really weigh this much. Well, what Shuusui and them were dressed in looked heavy too but was it the same?
I want to go back to my normal long kimono.
Though I kinda feel like I want to see how I look in a full length mirror, unfortunately the only mirror in Oyaji-sama’s house is only big enough to show your face, so I can only see how I look partially.
Looking at Oyaji-sama’s serious face applying the rouge to my face, I began feeling curious.
“Allrighty, then for the finishing touch let’s tie your hair down low with this cord”
“Ohh, that’s pretty and cute,”
In Oyaji-sama’s hand was a beautiful red string with two small bells shining gold at the end.
I think it goes well with the crimson kimono. Aside from me.
“Nogiku, your hair’s gotten long”
“Yes, it has—”
The hair that had been shoulder length at first was now around waist length. I cut my bangs pretty frequently and during practice I had it tied back, but besides that I left it alone.
“I won’t say all of it, but do you want to cut some off?”
But to this,
“….no, not yet,”
“I see”
I had made a promise with Kiyomizu nii-sama to let my hair grow.
It’s not like I had to follow this promise completely, since a little bit would be fine, but in the end I just didn’t cut it at all.
“There, that’s it. Haha….you’re a pretty one, Nogiku”
The bells at the end of my hair chimed.
“At the very least, if you were a female prostitute they wouldn’t let you out of the place your whole life. Thinking that way, it might be a good thing that you’ll be a male prostitute”
Though it was a questionable example, basically it was a good thing that I came here, right?
“Heeeey, Oyaji-sama—”
A deep man’s voice suddenly rang out.
This voice was….
“? Oh, it’s Jyuugi. You just don’t get tired of this, do you….”
It looked like Jyuugi nii-sama still hadn’t found the spring of his youth and had come again today as usual.
…..Though I’m reaaaally happy, I feel realllly gloomy.
“Oh! So tiny but what a beauty! So where’s Nogiku?”
“Huh? She’s right in front of you”
“What?”
Even though I’m the only one here, though I don’t know where he’s looking our eyes won’t meet at all.
What’s this what’s this, am I invisible? Huuuuuh!?
Or…..maybe I didn’t notice, but did I die while I was getting changed?
Then just what’s up with Oyaji-sama who can see me!!
Then was this old man a ghost right from the start?
No, but it seems like Jyuugi nii-sama can see Oyaji-sama. M,maybe among ghosts he’s the strongest? Waitwaitwaitwait……..
As I was having these meaningless thoughts, our eyes finally met.
“Nogiku?”
“Wh, you can see me!!”
“Are you stupid”
Oyaji-sama called me dumb but I’ll ignore it.
What I was concerned with was that Jyuugi nii-sama’s eyes were dots. They were really dots, like 『・』dots.
Just what is he so surprised about.
First and foremost, even wearing a girl’s kimono and putting on a bit of makeup, it’s not like my physique has changed or anything so I feel like normally you’d notice.
Or maybe it’s that Oyaji-sama’s makeup skills were suuuuuuper good.
“Today’s the Doll’s Festival, after all. I tried putting her in a pretty kimono along with Airi. Doesn’t it look good?”
Oyaji-sama, crouching behind me, pet my head.
Hey, I told you I’m gonna go bald!
For some reason, upon hearing Oyaji-sama’s words, Jyuugi nii-sama for some reason smiled wryly, lowering his eyebrows.
Wonder what’s up.
“They sure grow up fast, don’t they. I can’t just keep treatin’ her like a pipsqueak forever if you show me this kinda thing, can I? Wonder what’s different between this feeling and seeing Airi in her kimono. Right–? Nogiku”
“? ,woah”
As soon as I noticed him crouching in front of me, he had already carried me on one of his arms.
S,so high!!
Jyuugi nii-sama was the tallest in Amatsuki!!
I clutched nii-sama’s neck tightly so I wouldn’t fall.
I’m sorry if I’m strangling you!!
“Wonder what it is. I feel like, I want things to stay like this, to keep you from blooming any more. That’s how I feel, anyway”
So saying, this time he started spinning around and around, still holding me.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
“Haha. Having fun–?”
“ghg yaaaaaaaaa–!!”
“You are, aren’t you—”
..yaaaaay.
The next day.
“Wah! That bruise on your forehead, what happened!!”
“Ah, this. This’s…”
“Was it a fight?”
“Rather than a fight… I think I’ll stop telling them about you for the time being”
“?”
“jeez. They’re supposed to be adults”
The beginning: The fifth year 3
Time passed by without anything in particular today as well.
I’ve been observing Oyaji-sama’s face, which is right in front of me since morning.
Ah—how refined. Oyaji-sama, your face is kind of scary but you could still be popular as that kind of prostitute, maybe?
Your fierce face lit up by the morning sun right now looks likes it’s shining in an almost godly way, and it makes me want to share in your good luck, yes. Right.
And in this Oyaji-sama’s hand is a red girl’s kimono.
“What?”
“Like I said, try it on”
“Um, “
“To the rest of the world, today is the Doll’s Festival. There’s no one else in this house but me right now, and it’s like anyone’s gonna see. Try it on”
So saying, he thrust the kimono towards me.
Waitwaitwait what’s with you all of a sudden, Oyaji-sama?
You’ve never done anything like this before.
Just what happened?
“Uh, um, . I! a man, “
“Idiot!!”
“*Gulp”
“Today is the Doll’s Festival. There’s no point if you don’t celebrate!!”
Oyaji-sama, clenching his fists and insisting, turned 53 this year.
What’s this? Oyaji-sama’s being kinda cute. But I still don’t know what the point is.
And besides, even if you just hand a kimono over to me, it’s not like I was taught how to put a girl’s kimono on.
And before that, just where did he get this anyway? I’m pretty sure that Oyaji-sama doesn’t have any kids even though he’s married.
I,it’s not like he expressly took the trouble to buy this, did he? This really nice kimono.
With crimson as the base, the lines of a young green willow flowed, with pale yellow polka dots and yellowish pink flower petals scattered about; a kimono that even the untrained eye could tell was expensive. (tn: fun fact about the yellowish-pink color at the bottom!)
Even though it was Oyaji-sama who started raising me as a boy, this is inconsistent in more than one way.
“This, um, how did you get it?”
“What?”
“T,the, kimono…”
“Oh, while I was ordering the kimono for the brothers, I got them to make this one while they were at it. Isn’t it pretty?”
Had it made!?
He had it specifically made for me!!?
Incidentally I would like to know just who is covering the expense for this. Are you trying to get me into debt by sending me the bill for this?
To begin with, this sort of thing should be worn by the little kitty Airi-chan. Instead of someone like me who has given up femininity, someone who is living as a girl should be celebrated.
“You should let Airi-chan wear this”
“Don’t be an idiot! Girls can coerce men when they shine the brightest as women! This is just a present……………………….well, I did give Airi a sakura-colored kimono though”
Oyaji-sama absent-mindedly mumbled the last bit.
He’s so calculating!!
“She was wearing that kimono and working just now, and the brothers seemed happy to see that. Ah–, young girls are nice. They’re healing in a completely different way from the women who are customers”
Who is this old guy.
What happened to the dignity he had at the beginning?
But even as we spoke, Oyaji-sama was spreading out the kimono in both hands.
Well, now, you’re getting along in years so shouldn’t you rest a bit?
“That’s enough of that talk for now. All right, I’ll put it on for you so take off your outer kimono. And while I’m at it, I’ll put lipstick on you too. Your skin is pale so it’ll definitely set it off…And let’s see, let’s try putting some red plum color on the corners of your eyes too”
“Oyaji-sama!! What about today’s practice?”
“Guess today’s training will be about learning about the hearts of women.”
Scammers(lying old men) are good at talking.
And they don’t listen.
——————————–
——————–
———-………
It’s heavy.
Women’s kimonos really weigh this much. Well, what Shuusui and them were dressed in looked heavy too but was it the same?
I want to go back to my normal long kimono.
Though I kinda feel like I want to see how I look in a full length mirror, unfortunately the only mirror in Oyaji-sama’s house is only big enough to show your face, so I can only see how I look partially.
Looking at Oyaji-sama’s serious face applying the rouge to my face, I began feeling curious.
“Allrighty, then for the finishing touch let’s tie your hair down low with this cord”
“Ohh, that’s pretty and cute,”
In Oyaji-sama’s hand was a beautiful red string with two small bells shining gold at the end.
I think it goes well with the crimson kimono. Aside from me.
“Nogiku, your hair’s gotten long”
“Yes, it has—”
The hair that had been shoulder length at first was now around waist length. I cut my bangs pretty frequently and during practice I had it tied back, but besides that I left it alone.
“I won’t say all of it, but do you want to cut some off?”
But to this,
“….no, not yet,”
“I see”
I had made a promise with Kiyomizu nii-sama to let my hair grow.
It’s not like I had to follow this promise completely, since a little bit would be fine, but in the end I just didn’t cut it at all.
“There, that’s it. Haha….you’re a pretty one, Nogiku”
The bells at the end of my hair chimed.
“At the very least, if you were a female prostitute they wouldn’t let you out of the place your whole life. Thinking that way, it might be a good thing that you’ll be a male prostitute”
Though it was a questionable example, basically it was a good thing that I came here, right?
“Heeeey, Oyaji-sama—”
A deep man’s voice suddenly rang out.
This voice was….
“? Oh, it’s Jyuugi. You just don’t get tired of this, do you….”
It looked like Jyuugi nii-sama still hadn’t found the spring of his youth and had come again today as usual.
…..Though I’m reaaaally happy, I feel realllly gloomy.
“Oh! So tiny but what a beauty! So where’s Nogiku?”
“Huh? She’s right in front of you”
“What?”
Even though I’m the only one here, though I don’t know where he’s looking our eyes won’t meet at all.
What’s this what’s this, am I invisible? Huuuuuh!?
Or…..maybe I didn’t notice, but did I die while I was getting changed?
Then just what’s up with Oyaji-sama who can see me!!
Then was this old man a ghost right from the start?
No, but it seems like Jyuugi nii-sama can see Oyaji-sama. M,maybe among ghosts he’s the strongest? Waitwaitwaitwait……..
As I was having these meaningless thoughts, our eyes finally met.
“Nogiku?”
“Wh, you can see me!!”
“Are you stupid”
Oyaji-sama called me dumb but I’ll ignore it.
What I was concerned with was that Jyuugi nii-sama’s eyes were dots. They were really dots, like 『・』dots.
Just what is he so surprised about.
First and foremost, even wearing a girl’s kimono and putting on a bit of makeup, it’s not like my physique has changed or anything so I feel like normally you’d notice.
Or maybe it’s that Oyaji-sama’s makeup skills were suuuuuuper good.
“Today’s the Doll’s Festival, after all. I tried putting her in a pretty kimono along with Airi. Doesn’t it look good?”
Oyaji-sama, crouching behind me, pet my head.
Hey, I told you I’m gonna go bald!
For some reason, upon hearing Oyaji-sama’s words, Jyuugi nii-sama for some reason smiled wryly, lowering his eyebrows.
Wonder what’s up.
“They sure grow up fast, don’t they. I can’t just keep treatin’ her like a pipsqueak forever if you show me this kinda thing, can I? Wonder what’s different between this feeling and seeing Airi in her kimono. Right–? Nogiku”
“? ,woah”
As soon as I noticed him crouching in front of me, he had already carried me on one of his arms.
S,so high!!
Jyuugi nii-sama was the tallest in Amatsuki!!
I clutched nii-sama’s neck tightly so I wouldn’t fall.
I’m sorry if I’m strangling you!!
“Wonder what it is. I feel like, I want things to stay like this, to keep you from blooming any more. That’s how I feel, anyway”
So saying, this time he started spinning around and around, still holding me.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
“Haha. Having fun–?”
“ghg yaaaaaaaaa–!!”
“You are, aren’t you—”
..yaaaaay.
The next day.
“Wah! That bruise on your forehead, what happened!!”
“Ah, this. This’s…”
“Was it a fight?”
“Rather than a fight… I think I’ll stop telling them about you for the time being”
“?”
“jeez. They’re supposed to be adults”
