Kagerou Daze, Vol. 8: Summer Time Reload by JIN (Shizen no Teki-P)

Kagerou Daze, Vol. 8: Summer Time Reload by JIN (Shizen no Teki-P)

Author:JIN (Shizen no Teki-P) [JIN (Shizen no Teki-P)]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2018-12-11T00:00:00+00:00


“Ooh, an airplane cloud!”

Looking up, I spotted a straight line of white shining in the sky, bursting with layers of blue and scarlet.

“Yeah… Kind of elegant, isn’t it, Marie?”

“Elegant? What’s that?”

“Huh? Ummm… I don’t really know, either, I guess.”

The humidity that coiled around my skin, and the sounds of the cicadas around us, still showed no sign of abating. As much as the city wanted this summer to be over, as far as the world was concerned, we were smack in the middle of it.

I kept Marie calm as she was constantly distracted by this and that around her, and the two of us walked along a concrete levee, going briskly but not too briskly downstream. There were a few people in yukata outfits among the crowd joining us, and I was using them as a guide to where we should be headed.

The site of the fireworks wasn’t too far away from our hideout, and by this time of the evening, the heat I had been worried about had dulled considerably. Despite that, there weren’t many clouds in the sky. The people around us chattered about how it was “perfect fireworks weather,” and I had to agree with them.

“Oh, they’re doing something!”

Something else had caught Marie’s attention. She pointed straight ahead at it. The bridge up ahead blocked my view partially, but at the edge of the levee as it curved around a turn in the river, there was a line of several tents. None of them had their lights on yet, but between the traditional red lanterns and the guys in happi coats in front of the stands, it was one of those classic festival sights. Fireworks may have been the focus of this event, but these stands were traditional icons of any festival in Japan.

The sights, sounds, and smells of the area were sweeping the whole crowd into an excited furor, pushing them to walk faster toward the party. This is bound to grab her, I thought as I looked down at Marie. Her eyes were squarely on the stalls, but she still resisted the urge to run over to them, which I found cute.

Every step we took closer to the site, we saw more people joining us. Before long, we were part of a seemingly vast line of visitors as we made it to the upper area of the festival. Holding hands with the perpetually wobbly Marie, I went down a stone stairway, only to be greeted by what had to be the most stereotypical summer festival I’d ever seen.

The stands bunched up against the river seemed to stretch on forever, their colors decorating the entire riverfront. My nose was struck by the aroma of sauce from the yakisoba noodle place, only to be overruled by my eyes as they took in the vivid sights of candied apples, chocolate-covered bananas, and other sweets at other stands. A shaved-ice storefront had a blue flag in front of it; right next door was a plastic pool for yoyo sukui



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