Chapter 57

This Tanabata Festival in Sendai is not just a Tanabata Festival, but it was specially postponed for a month and held together with the fireworks display.

Today is much more lively than yesterday. Even though it is still early, there are already many men and women in yukatas playing on the street.

The trees on the roadside are full of short sticks. These colorful small pieces of paper sway in the wind, like the stars in the sky, adding endless romance to this festival.

In the designated activity area, shops and snack stalls have begun to operate. In addition to snacks and regular entertainment projects, there are also many stalls selling small fireworks.

"Satoru, are you so amazing?" Feng Zaolin touched his bun and still found it incredible.

Who dares to believe that Gojo Satoru can actually do a bun and do it well?

"I am the best." Young Master Gojo said vaguely while holding a konpeito in his mouth.

Unlike the exquisite women's yukata, his blue yukata is simple and elegant. The collar opens slightly as he looks around, revealing the pale blue veins under his Adam's apple.

The festival stalls lit up one after another in the twilight, and Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped in front of the doll shop.

The dolls wearing gorgeous twelve-piece clothes shone with the faint light of satin in the warm light, especially the pair of pupils carved with amethyst, which looked very much like someone.

Gojo Satoru: "How about this one?"

Suddenly, he had a bad feeling.

Kazehaya Rin asked hesitantly: "What do you want?"

"I'll give it to you." Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course.

Although the eyes of this doll are not as beautiful as Rin's, they are not bad.

The customer next to him who was also looking at the doll stared at Gojo Satoru with a look of looking at a "monster".

The owner laughed.

Kazehaya Rin: "..."

Is there any problem? This doll is beautiful and he wants to give it to Rin.

Gojo Satoru scratched his cheek in confusion.

Forget it, a boudoir cat probably doesn't understand these.

Kazehaya Rin sighed and said directly: "Do you want to be my dad?"

"Huh?" The cat was puzzled.

The shop owner suppressed his laughter and explained: "This kind of Tanabata doll symbolizes being able to successfully raise a child to adulthood."

In other words, it is usually bought by a father or mother and given to a child to represent their good wishes.

Tanabata Festival has little to do with Valentine's Day, but it is a continuation of the custom and habit of "begging for skills.

" Gojo Satoru was choked, looked at the beautiful doll, then looked at his girlfriend next to him, and finally said awkwardly: "I don't know."

He didn't have such a strange idea.

The shop owner laughed, glanced at the hands of the two people, and said kindly: "There is a stall selling wood carvings not far ahead, and many couples patronize it."

"Thank you." Feng Hayarin thanked politely and continued to walk forward with his big cat.

Gojo Satoru took a bite of the candy apple and noticed that there were many people around a stall. He took advantage of his height and leaned over to take a look: "What is this?"

"Sao Bing." Feng Haya Rin looked at the fried food that looked like twisted dough sticks and explained softly: "It is an early customary snack, but now most people have changed to eating noodles."

Gojo Satoru: "Give me two!"

After a sweep, the young master Gojo's mouth never stopped, with Taiyaki in his mouth and a bunch of other snacks in his arms.

Feng Haya Rin also had a bunch of other snacks in his hands, all of which were the trophies of this guy. Gojo Satoru

ate his snacks and leaned over from time to time, howling at the girl like a fly without arms.

Feng Haya Rin looked at her own snack, which was left with only one sign, and rolled her eyes and said: "Don't you have any yourself?"

She ate one of the three meatballs.

"Hey, this is delicious." Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear.

The young master Gojo's emotions are always very clear. When he eats something he likes, his eyes are shining, and the next second he puts the delicious food next to his girlfriend.

Feng Hayabarin opened his mouth and took a big bite. The milky aroma was rich and the taste was really delicious.

The streets and alleys were filled with a strong festive atmosphere. There were many couples walking in the bustling crowd, and they were one of them.

The two of them ate all the way, and even Gojo Satoru was a little full at the moment, so he planned to go to digest the food.

The regular activities of the festival include scooping goldfish, hooping, shooting targets, etc.

The two chose to scoop goldfish not far from the octopus dumpling stall. At this time, there were already many people gathered there, and they rolled up their sleeves and played enthusiastically.

The net for scooping goldfish is a paper net, which is easy to break whether it is wet or the fish struggles.

It is a game that tests skills.

The two paid for the ceramic bowl of the paper net, and then squatted in the crowd.

There were groups of colorful goldfish swimming in the pool, each of which was plump and looked particularly cute.

Gojo Satoru bought a lot of net bags, leaving one for himself and stuffing the others for Feng Hayabarin, and then he was excited to get started.

Fengzaolin has been playing the game of catching goldfish since she was a child, but it is not too high at this time.

Gojo Satoru saw the right time and reached out. The goldfish struggled twice on the net, and the paper net soaked with water soon broke a hole, and the goldfish escaped.

Fengzaolin bit the apple candy and chuckled, and handed him a paper net.

Gojo Satoru took the new paper net and planned to fight again. When he noticed the girl's smiling gaze, he said righteously: "I was careless just now!"

"Yeah." Fengzaolin smiled and encouraged her with a sudden inspiration: "Come on." "

Damn it!"

"Almost!"

Like the crowd,

Gojo Satoru lost five games in a row. It shouldn't be like this. Fengzaolin curiously flipped through the paper net, and gently touched it with her fingers. She found that it was thinner than the ones she played before, and the goldfish here were indeed fatter, which made it even harder to catch.

She observed and found that there were very few people around who caught them.

Gojo Satoru stared at the paper net with a hole again, thinking about whether to cheat. After all, it was really embarrassing to be completely wiped out.

Feng Hayabusa Rin stuffed the unfinished candy apple into the boy's hand and took out a paper net.

The tail of the net handle lightly touched the water surface. When the small fish started to swim, the fingertips flipped the net bag and lightly touched the water surface. In the blink of an eye, the goldfish with a big red tail was lying on the net bag.

"So handsome!" A little girl next to him noticed this scene and her eyes were sparkling.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and found that his girlfriend had already put a red and gold goldfish into the porcelain bowl.

"Which one do you like?" Feng Hayabusa Rin asked with a smile.

"This one." Gojo Satoru didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all, and pointed to a goldfish with a white back and some purple spots.

Feng Hayabusa Rin nodded, then quickly picked up the goldfish and put it into the porcelain bowl.

Gojo Satoru saw that she had fished it out so easily, and stuffed the candy apple with several holes in it back into his girlfriend's hand, obviously intending to try again: "Rin, which one do you want?"

Feng Hayarin handed him a net and pointed at a white-blue fish in the corner.

Gojo Satoru stared at the white-blue fish with a serious look in his eyes, determined to catch it.

However, the paper net was still damaged when the fish struggled.

It seemed that the cat's ears could be seen drooping. Feng Hayarin held back his laughter and leaned close to his ear to remind him: "This paper is relatively thin. When you scoop, be quick and don't put water in it too early."

Generally, fishing nets can be filled with water in advance, but this kind of too thin paper is not suitable for soaking in water for too long. In addition, the goldfish is fat, and the paper that has been soaked for too long can't stand the tossing.

Gojo Satoru felt his ears hot. This time, he followed the girl's teachings and only lowered the net when the goldfish swam close to the water surface. The goldfish on the net jumped twice and did not pierce the paper.

"You are so amazing, Satoru~" Feng Hayarin was calm when he was scooping the fish himself, but when he saw Gojo Satoru succeed, his lips curved to reveal two shallow dimples.

The information around was noisy and complicated. The six eyes without sunglasses were transmitting information at any time, but at this moment, it seemed that except for the girl, all the irrelevant things around were automatically blurred.

Gojo Satoru was slightly stunned, and then he grinned and showed a silly smile.

"Still fishing?" Feng Hayarin touched the boy's lips with the apple candy in his hand.

"Of course!" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and took a big bite. While chewing, he rolled up his kimono sleeves and said aggressively: "Catch!"

The profiteer dared to cut corners and embarrass him. If he didn't catch all the goldfish in his pond today, he would not be called Gojo.

As the number of employees in the pond decreased, the face of the goldfish stall owner became darker, and his expression changed from complacent to hopeless.

This brat, what kind of shit luck did he have? Didn't he change the net to the thinnest one?

"What a great big brother!"

"Is it the goldfish superman brother?"

"What a handsome high school boy."

"Is it a star? So handsome!"

The children were attracted and other tourists stopped to watch. The children were paying attention to the goldfish catching skills, and the girls were discussing the super handsome face.

In the end, these goldfish were distributed to the onlookers in front of the black-hearted boss, and the two people only kept the first two.

Gojo Satoru looked at the bag of purple-spotted and blue-white goldfish, and the non-existent tail behind him swung happily.

There were no black-hearted bosses in the subsequent projects. With his excellent skills, both the ring tossing and the target shooting were very smooth.

Feng Haya Rin held the large doll that he won back and accepted the envious eyes of the children on the road.

"Look here~" Gojo Satoru raised his mobile phone and quickly clicked to shoot when the girl looked at the camera.

The photo captured the bustling crowd. The girl in a blue yukata was holding the doll and smiling particularly brightly, like the most beautiful fireworks in the night sky.

As soon as the digestion activity was over, the neon lights on the corner of the street lit up impatiently.

"It's so inconvenient to hold this." Feng Haya Rin complained softly, opened her mouth and bit off the lucky bag that was fed to her mouth, and then her mouth was burned by the soup.

Gojo Satoru reached out and pinched her chin, carefully observed it, the burn was a little red but not serious, thought about it, and still took her to the side to buy an ice cream.

Contrary to the previous situation, because he had a doll in his hand, Gojo Satoru rarely took care of his girlfriend attentively.

Feng Haya Rin took the boy's hand and ate the ice cream in small bites. It was a special sea salt flavor for summer, refreshing and relieving greasiness.

At this angle, she looked so cute.

"Is it delicious?" Gojo Satoru suddenly leaned in close, and the evening breeze carried the faint fragrance on his body.

"Delicious." Feng Haya Rin nodded in approval, and subconsciously licked the frost on her lips with the tip of her tongue.

"Really?" Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips, picked up the doll held by the girl and raised it high, then leaned over and licked the girl's lips quickly.

"It's really delicious." He commented seriously.

Glancing at the doll that had not been put down yet, Feng Zaolin took another bite of the ice cream and then tiptoed over.

The sea salt ice cream here is sweeter, and the mellow cream and slightly salty sea salt blend between the lips and tongue, forming an indescribable deliciousness.

"Is it delicious?" The girl's smiling voice spread in the evening breeze. "Delicious

~" The boy's clear voice carried a bit of unconcealed ripples: "I want more~"