"What a sha. The writing got smudged."
"There's no helping that."
By the ti lunch ca, the two sat in a restaurant and looked at each other's palms, both showing helpless expressions. After all, it had been written with lipstick, and they had been holding hands for so long. The original shapes could no longer be recognized at all.
"Next ti, let's use sothing that can last longer. How about a braided cord?"
Mikoto asked with a smile.
"Eh? Yakumo-senpai, can you braid cords?"
Shido asked in surprise. The girl was talking about the braided cord handmade by the heroine in the movie. Since it was handmade, and the process looked very complicated, he found it hard to imagine Mikoto making sothing like that.
"Of course I can't."
Mikoto smiled wryly at that.
No matter what, she had once been a boy. Knowing how to cook was one thing, but when it ca to sewing and needlework, she knew absolutely nothing. Not to ntion that in modern society, where work and life moved faster and faster, even won rarely learned those things anymore.
"But, I think Tsukuyomi might know how to make braided cords. Let think…"
Mikoto closed her eyes and began searching through Tsukuyomi's mories.
In order to avoid giving the girl's personality too huge of a shock, Tsukuyomi's mories had not all been stuffed into her mind at once.
They were more like a box filled with all kinds of things. Only when Mikoto needed sothing would she search inside for the mory she wanted. Otherwise, mories accumulated by a goddess throughout such a long history would probably cause huge changes to Mikoto's personality.
"Ah, found it. The thod for making braided cords."
Mikoto opened her eyes. It seed she had already found the mory she wanted.
Although reading the mory did not an she could instantly max out her needlework skills, at the very least, Mikoto could practice by following the scenes in Tsukuyomi's mories.
"Right, senpai, have you ever… made kuchikamizake1?"
Thinking of the braided cord, Shido naturally thought of another thing from the movie that left a deep impression—kuchikamizake made by a shrine maiden.
"Eh? That?"
Hearing Shido's words, Mikoto widened her eyes.
"No, I haven't made it. Most of the sake at the shrine is either offered by parishioners or bought."
Although it was sake offered to the gods, unlike the old fashioned countryside environnt where the heroine in the movie lived, Tengu City's shrine had long since lost that kind of simple setting.
"Ah… I see."
Hearing Mikoto's answer, Shido showed a slightly complicated expression. How should he put it? Although it was the answer he had expected, there still seed to be the tiniest bit of regret deep inside his heart.
"Don't tell … Shido…"
"Eh… no… um…"
Shido tried to explain, but he did not know what exactly he should explain. Had he been looking forward to it? Or had he not been looking forward to it? Even he no longer understood.
"Ugh… okay… I understand. In that case, next Christmas, I'll use kuchikamizake tied with a braided cord as your present… Shido… won't hate it, right?"
Looking at Shido acting awkwardly, Mikoto seed to understand sothing. But when she said those words, the girl also beca a little worried.
Even if it was sake offered to the gods, the way it was made was still primitive and sowhat delicate. Maybe it would instead make Shido dislike it.
"I won't! Of course I won't hate it!"
Shido shook his head hard. Just like the movie said, sake offered to the gods was like half of the girl herself. There was no way Shido could hate that kind of sake.
"Ehehe. In that case, please look forward to this day next year."
Seeing Shido's reaction, Mikoto said with a cheerful smile. Although it would not be like the three-year brewing in the movie, letting it go through one year of ti was still no problem.
"Ugh…"
As a result, Shido, who now had sothing else to look forward to next Christmas, blushed in Shiori's appearance and lowered his head in a very girlish way, causing the surrounding custors to keep sneaking glances.
After lunch, the two ca to the shopping street and leisurely walked around while enjoying the lively Christmas atmosphere.
"Sigh…"
However, even in this place overflowing with warmth and excitent, there was still an out of place sound.
The two noticed a long haired woman wearing glasses sitting on a bench not far away. She seed to be sighing in deep worry.
"Um, excuse . Are you having so kind of trouble?"
Mikoto and Shido looked at each other, then walked over and asked.
"Eh? No, um… Actually, I am having so trouble, but please don't worry about ."
The woman raised her head and said apologetically.
"Um… maybe this is a little nosy, but if you're having difficulties, we can help."
Shido stepped forward and said.
"Actually… I…"
This ti, the woman did not refuse and began telling them the reason for her worry.
Five minutes later…
"You want to understand love?" x2
Shido and Mikoto looked at each other. Neither of them had expected her worry to be sothing like that.
"What… should we do?"
In Shido's mory, this did not seem to be the first ti he had encountered this problem. Even so, it was not an easy question to answer.
"Speaking of which, why do you want to understand love?"
Mikoto asked in confusion. Sohow, the woman did not look like she was troubled by romance.
"Actually… I'm trying to design a new version of my company's popular biscuits. But those biscuits are thed around love, so I thought—the new flavor should also be related to love."
Hearing Mikoto's question, the woman nodded and gave her reason.
"Should we go find Kotori and the others?"
Shido asked.
"Ugh… we could, but rather than everyone else, Shido, do you rember? There are several love masters on Fraxinus."
Mikoto thought for a mont, then lightly clapped her hands and said that.
"Wait, you an…"
Hearing the girl's words, Shido felt the corner of his mouth twitch.
Fifteen minutes later, inside a cake shop in Tengu City's shopping street.
"Then, first, we have the first person—Kawagoe-san."
Mikoto introduced one of Fraxinus's love advisers to the woman who wanted to know what love was, Takahashi gumi.
His title was Bad Marriage—Kawagoe.
That was right. This was Mikoto's idea. Since they were discussing love, how could they not call in these love masters?
"I see. You want to know what love is. Then, I, Kawagoe, have experienced five marriages in this short life of mine. gumi-san, which one would you like to hear about?"
After listening to Mikoto's explanation, Kawagoe put on the air of an expert and asked.
"Eh? Five?"
gumi showed a completely confused expression at his words.
"Then let's start with the first one… My wife and I…"
Ignoring gumi's completely disordered expression, love master Kawagoe, who had experienced five marriages, began his speech.
a type of sake, rice-based brewed alcohol,like the one in Your Na
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