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Full Text Chapter 5 Part 4 | Contents | Afterword Thus we went around looking at the yamaboko, then returned to Kura on Teramachi Sanjou. Come to think of it, I’d left my uniform and bag at the shop. The shopping street was quiet, and only Kura was lit up by the faint light of the lamps. “—Here you go.” As usual, Holmes-san had prepared some café au lait. “Thank you.” I held the cup in my...

Full Text Chapter 5 Part 3 | Contents | Chapter 5 Part 5 —Time seemed to flow a lot slower than usual today. The Sanjou Shopping Street was bustling with people, but no one stopped at the antique store Kura. It wasn’t the type of shop for people to casually drop in, and especially so during an event. With no customers entering the shop, time passed really, really slowly. Izumi-san also...

Full Text Chapter 5 Part 2 | Contents | Chapter 5 Part 4 It was the 15th of July, the yoi-yoi-yama of the Gion Festival (or the night festival two days before the main event). With many sightseers coming over to see each street’s yamaboko, the city of Kyoto was more lively than usual. On that day, I headed to Kura right after school, as usual. “Good morning.” Regardless of what time I reached the...

Full Text Chapter 5 Part 1 | Contents | Chapter 5 Part 3 After Akihito-san left, the interior of Kura, which had been quite lively, suddenly quietened down. All that flowed in the air was a gentle jazz rhythm. Holmes-san put away the reading materials, while I placed the empty coffee cups onto a tray. “…As I thought, I can’t get used to wearing a yukata. I feel like it will make my work a lot...

Full Text Chapter 4 Part 6 | Contents | Chapter 5 Part 2 As I walked through the city, a light rhythm, “♪ konchikichin, konchikichin ♪” flowed by. It seemed that the ohayashi of the Gion Festival were raising the excitement for the upcoming festival. By the way, “konchikichin” is the sound produced by the ohayashi that is a representative onomatopoeia of the Gion Festival, my ears did not...