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A Tenugui ļ¼ęęćļ¼ is a thin Japanese hand towel made of cotton. It is typically about 35 by 90 centimeters in size, plain woven and is almost always dyed with some pattern.ćIt can be used for anything a towel could be used for ā as a washcloth, dishcloth, but often as a headband, souvenir, decoration, or for wrapping items such as bottles. Towels made from terry cloth have largely replaced it in household use. However tenugui are still popular as souvenirs, decorations, and as a head covering in kendo, where it functions as a sweatband, as extra padding beneath the headgear (men), and to identify the participants by team color.
Nerima Daikon is one of Japanās main daikon radish breeds, named such because it was once cultivated in Nerima, Tokyo. Shougoin Daikonļ¼čč·é¢å¤§ę ¹ļ¼ is one of the traditional daikon radishes of Kyoto.
Daikon-Ashi(lit. daikon legs) is the Japanese equivalent to āthunder thighsā, in reference to the shape of daikon radishes.
Aodakefumi is simply a piece of smooth, hard bamboo that is naturally and ideally cut and shaped to provide the bottom of your feet with an amazing massage, simply by gently stepping on it. Believed by some to encourage weight loss.
The cram school Iād been going to had been focused exclusively for primary school, so now that Iām in middle school I needed to find a new one. For my middle school one as well, I picked one that Oniisama used to attend. Iām not with Akizawa-kun and Fukioka-san anymore, but Aoi-chan was with me instead! Aoi-chan had been attending a primary school that was attached to higher-tiered schools. Because of that, even though it was a primary school attached to a bigger school the same way Suiranās primary school was, the system it used wasnāt an escalator and unless you passed the entrance exams, they would mercilessly expel you. Thanks to that, Aoi-chan had bags under her eyes since New Yearās. Now that sheās made it into the associated middle school without a problem, sheās been chatting with me about Tarow the Taro just like we used to. Apparently thereās this new tenugui merchandise for him. Why a tenugui instead of a handkerchief or hand towel?
Iām still talking to Fukioka-san by email and phone calls. People with a sharp tongue like her are surprisingly rare, so I want us to stay friends. Last time we talked we mentioned going somewhere together. Itās so friends-like! But wouldnāt it be better if she spent time with Akizawa-kun? Or so I thought, but it seems that Akizawa-kun is busy that day. Thought so~
*imouto*
Now that Iām a middle schooler, Iām allowed to walk outside by myself now. Only during the day though. On weekdays I have classes, so I donāt have much free time. But the fact that I have a few hours to wander about during the weekends now makes me pretty happy. Now that I can just go to the convenience store to buy snacks, I donāt need to use cram school as a cover anymore. If I bring a large bag with me to bring home snacks and sweets, I doubt Okaasama will find out. Okaasama thinks beautiful skin is a girlās life, so she definitely wouldnāt allow me to eat snacks with cheap oils in them. And whatās more, my next goal is eating fast food. I really want some. Itās the embodiment of junk food. Why do chips taste so good. And I definitely want ketchup with it.
Chips. Also known as french fries in certain other places in the Anglosphere.
Suiran has students coming from all over, so even if I head far away from home to buy snacks, thereās still a chance Iāll get spotted. Because of that, I still canāt let my guard down. Also, I want to eat at the food stands in festivals! Because festivals happen at night, itāll be hard for me to get permission, so at the moment itās nothing more than a dream. But festival yakisoba is yummy isnāt it~
Yakisoba. Fried buckwheat, flavoured with a sauce that is more or less a mix of oyster sauce and thickened Worcestershire sauce.
Ah-, and I want to eat takoyaki as well.
Takoyaki. Typically batter filled with octopus, tempura scraps, pickled ginger, and green onion, topped with mayonnaise, thickened Worcestershire sauce, seaweed and bonito flakes.
Ikayaki grilled squid would be great too~
Ikayaki. Grilled squid on a stick, topped with soy sauce.
The number of dreams I have keeps increasingā¦
*imouto*
Even though I thought Iād be released from it after leaving primary, I ended up being nominated as vice rep again. And my partner, the class rep, is Class Rep. Heās in my class again. For some reason it feels like weāre just the āclass repā pair, but huh~ Unlike Class Rep, Iām not even a stereotype class-rep character. Class Rep feels like he was born to be a class rep. Everybody calls him Class Rep like itās natural. What was his real name, anyway?
*imouto*
In May, we have the customary excursion. And itās mountain climbing. Ugh. Mountain climbing. I really donāt wanna go. Apparently the idea behind it is to help the Internals and Externals bond through agonising physical activity, but rather than mountain climbing where everybody is too busy going āhahh hahh wheeze wheezeā to even have a decent conversation, wouldnāt it be better to have an outdoors cooking session or a barbeque at a camp site somewhere? At least I think weād bond a lot better that way. Itās unfortunate, but I canāt understand the appeal behind mountain climbing at all. Apparently Class Rep actually quite likes mountain climbing. When I asked him what was fun about it, he listed the nature, the clean air, and the feeling of accomplishment for reaching the summit, but sorry. I still donāt get it at all. Weāre all a bunch of weak-limbed ojousamas who get chauffeured everywhere, so please donāt make us do something as harsh as mountain climbing. Speaking of which, for a while I used to do squats in primary school, but I ended up stopping at some point, didnāt I. I still do my stretches before bed though. You know, lately, Iām getting the feeling that my legs are getting fatter than they used to be. Well, compared to my last life theyāre still totally thin though. In my last life, when I stopped growing taller in middle school, I started growing sideways instead, which was horrifying. The ruder boys called me āNerimaā. When I went to Kyoto, they called me āShougoinā. I cursed all of them to stop growing. Even though there were plenty of girls with thicker legs than mine! Even though my weight was average! Even though my legs werenāt fat, they were just a little swollen! Why are middle school boys so insensitive. Cause theyāre idiots I suppose. Itās definitely because theyāre idiots, yep. I also cursed them to be unpopular. This cursed worked quite well, kekeke! I also tried a diet to make my legs skinnier, but they sure didnāt work at all. Tsk. All these unpleasant memories are surfacing. I think Iāll buy an aodakefumi the next time I have a break.
*imouto*
During the mountain climbing, my group fell behind. Class Rep, Iāll leave the rest to you. Iām struggling just taking care of myself here. My lungs are making a weird noise. Iām suffering. I have to keep watching my feet so that I donāt fall, so I canāt look at the scenery at all. Just what the heck is fun about this. Whenever I look behind me, here and there I spot other kids on the verge of death. ā¦Thank goodness, Iām not the only one. When I finally made it up to the mountain somehow, kids who arrived way earlier were already eating their lunches.
Oi! Werenāt we supposed to be deepening our bonds today.
I was so tired that I couldnāt even find the energy to eat. Us weaker kids are all hunched over, exhausted. While I was sitting there, I could hear the girls around Kaburagi and Enjou happily kicking up a fuss. Even though my group hasnāt even opened our lunch boxes yet, those guys are already done eating. Thereās this somewhat gyaru-group thatās been forming since we entered middle school thatās for some reason full of athletic girls. Iām jealous. After resting for a while, just as I regained the energy needed to eat, I saw some of the External boys chatting amicably with some Internal girls. Goodness! While we were here dying, some of the Externals and Internals got closer together! Could it be that the mountain climbing worked!? Nothing so wonderful happened for me. Is it because I look weird sporting drill hair with a tracksuit? Oh? Isnāt that Miharu-chan over there? Miharu-chan is the vice class rep for another class. She also fits the image of a class rep to a tee. Anyway, there she was, chatting with an External boy. Ah! She laughed. I wonder if Class Rep felt jealous seeing that. Even at normal times, heās already so panicked about Enjou being in her class. Before long, heās going to come for more advice, I bet.
*imouto*
Aahhā¦ When itās time to leave the mountain, I wonder if itās possible to have the Kisshouin family send me a helicopter.