"I said, do you really want to go out in a yukata?"

Emiya stood in front of the door, looked at the three girls at the door, and sighed helplessly.

Matou Sakura is wearing a pink yukata with cherry blossom petals, a single ponytail, and a pair of smart purple eyes under her long fluffy purple hair. She looks very girlish.

Tosaka Rin's yukata is crimson, which is also her favorite color. When she was a child, Emiya saw a yukata with a similar style. If there is any change, it is that this time there are more red and pink flowers on it, but

It didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, and it fit her elegant temperament very well.

The color of Okita Koji's yukata is aqua blue, and it is also embroidered with beautiful cherry blossoms. It is fresh and cute. I am probably the most suitable person in the world for an aqua pattern yukata.

"Senior, don't you like the yukata that Sakura brought over?"

There was a hint of nervousness in Matou Sakura's beautiful eyes, as if she was afraid that Emiya in front of her would not be satisfied with the yukata she bought.

Wei Gong silently came to his senses and said aloud: "It's not that I don't like it...forget it, since you bought it for me, I'll wear it."

"Okay, don't wait any longer. The others have already set off, and now only the four of us are left here in the apartment."

Tohsaka Rin waved his hand absentmindedly, signaling Emiya to hurry up and not waste time.

In her mind, she was still thinking about other things.

"No wonder yesterday before I went to the street with Xiaoji, I asked him if he needed a yukata. He shook his head and said no. It turned out that Sakura brought one for him... Speaking of which, it has been how many years since I went to a festival with him?

Seven years, or eight years?…”

Emiya nodded and went back inside to change clothes.

It was indeed getting late now, at 8:30 in the morning, there was only one hour left before the Yamaboko parade. During this time, they had to take a taxi to the vicinity of Kyoto City Hall.

Boys usually change clothes quickly. Within two minutes, Emiya walked out of the house.

The color of men's yukata in the island country is basically monotonous. Although there are some flashy ones, Matou Sakura probably knew Emiya's preference and chose the more popular dark black.

But, wearing clothes depends on the person.

For a man like Emiya, who has good looks and an excellent figure, wearing a black yukata on his body gives him a mysterious temperament.

"I see that you are quite suitable for wearing a yukata."

"That's great. Fortunately, I bought it right."

"I feel like Shirou looks much more handsome than usual."

The words spoken by the three girls were all different, but without exception, their eyes were fixed on Emiya.

"Ahem, okay, I've changed my clothes. Let's go downstairs and take a taxi."

Just as Emiya was about to leave, he was stopped again.

Tohsaka Rin took out his mobile phone from his handbag and said with a smile: "It's rare for everyone to wear a yukata, let's take photos together!"

Once this kind of thing was mentioned, the other two girls immediately nodded in agreement.

Anyway, things have come to this point, and there is no reason for Emiya to refuse such a small thing as taking pictures.

Emiya walked behind the three girls. Tohsaka Rin, who was standing slightly in front, held up his mobile phone. The wide sleeves of his yukata fell down, revealing his slender white arms.

"The lens only covers this small area. If you stand so far away, you can't take a photo at all."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I will do."

Standing a little closer, Emiya smelled the aroma and took this photo.

I thought this was the end, but what I didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

In the next few minutes, together with the photos between Emiya and the three girls, and between girls, there are probably a dozen photos in total.

It wasn't until almost 8:50 that Emiya and his team went downstairs.

The most exciting thing about the Gion Festival on the 17th is the pre-matsuri parade during the day, which starts at 9:30 in the morning and lasts about three hours.

So I don’t have enough time right now.

Fortunately, Emiya and others had already made plans to take a taxi. Although it was expensive, it was at least much more convenient and there was no need to squeeze in the train on this holiday.

Although Emiya, who was sitting in the passenger seat at this time, looked at the rapidly rising fare meter and felt a little speechless.

The various chatter from the girls could be heard behind his ears, and Emiya turned his gaze from the meter to the street outside the window.

Kyoto is a very special city that protects traditional buildings very well. The modern buildings and the Japanese-style buildings interspersed in the streets and alleys are perfectly blended, and there is no sense of disharmony when walking among them.

This is probably the unique charm of this city.

Emiya noticed that various items were placed in front of the houses on the street.

Some hang lanterns and talismans under the eaves, some spread mats and put flowers, some put up screens, and some simply decorate all the places that can be decorated to add luster to this festival.

There were more and more people walking outside the car window, and the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded in my ears. I didn’t know which street it came from.

Emiya is looking for the source of the sound.

The car stopped at this moment.

Due to the Yamaboko patrol, many lanes are now closed to traffic, so taxis must stop here.

After paying a large amount of money, Emiya and others got out of the car.

The driver, who looked to be over sixty years old, smiled slightly.

"Today is the day of the pre-sacrifice, I wish you a happy holiday."

Emiya nodded in return.

Going further, we have to go to the main street where the Yamaboko parade passes.

The flow of people became dense.

It is said that the number of visitors to the Gion Festival in Kyoto reaches more than 200,000 every year, and the number is increasing every year.

When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation.

It was much more crowded than when I came to see the festival when I was a kid.

Emiya asked the three girls around him to walk slowly, there was no need to rush over.

After a slow and leisurely journey, and buying four portions of shaved ice along the way, we finally arrived at the main road of the parade.

"Look over there."

Okita Koji pointed in one direction.

In fact, she didn't need to say anything, Emiya and the other two women also saw it.

Due to the large crowd in front of us, we could only see a gold and red long sword chariot engraved with various patterns and patterns.

On the roof of the long sword, there are people sitting on each of the four corners, holding wooden ropes. They should be the huge long sword on the stable top.

Looking down to the first floor, there are seven or eight people sitting, also holding wooden ropes, but there are bells hanging above the wooden ropes. When these people pull it gently, along with other traditional instruments, there will be a light and solemn song. The music played in the streets.

"I heard this is called the Nagatoboho, right? It's the opening parade of the pre-matsuri every year." Rin Tosaka murmured to himself.

Okita Koji blinked his eyes, looking at a group of people pulling a Yamaboko cart and not understanding why.

"By the way, what do those two people dancing with fans in the car mean?"

"What else can I do? Just pray."

"Pray for blessings?"

"Yes, it is said that it is to pray for cleansing and to eliminate diseases such as plague, and this kind of ceremony is usually performed to pray for blessings, right? Don't you know, Xiao Si?"

"Yeah, now I know, so can this blessing ceremony also protect your health?"

"Um...this should be fine..."

"Oh oh oh, Shirou, help me get the shaved ice."

Okita Koji handed the unfinished shaved ice to Emiya's hand, then clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a praying gesture.

"Um...Xiaoji, what are you doing?" Wei Gong asked doubtfully.

"What to do? Pray for blessings, of course."

Okita Koji opened his eyes and smiled.

"Since this ceremony is also for praying to the gods, I will pray with you now. Once there are more people, maybe the gods will be willing to listen."

Finally, somehow, all three girls started to pray.

According to what Tohsaka Rin just said, 'it won't matter if you give it a try'.

In fact, Emiya didn't really believe in this in his previous life.

but…

"If there is a god, it would be wrong to let the three girls next to me...forget it, Lord God, I'd better be greedy and let all my friends and family live in peace for the rest of their lives."

Emiya held four pieces of shaved ice in his hand and prayed devoutly.
Chapter completed!