I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

This is the story that happened when Ogata and the others were still staying in Kinno Town in the Ou area to celebrate the New Year—

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Kinnocho, the hotel where Ogata and the others stayed—

"So what do you do with these old clothes?" Ogata asked.

"I'm thinking too..." Ah Ding sighed lightly.

On the tatami mat in front of Ogata and Amachi, there are three neatly folded kimonos.

This is Ah Ding's old clothes.

Perhaps because in the recent period of time, the body has been fully stimulated almost every day, Ah Ding, who is 19 years old this year, has actually ushered in the growth of his body again.

There is no change in height, but there is more flesh in some places.

It is winter now, and there are many pieces of clothing under the kimono. When the flesh in some parts of the body increases, the kimono is a little "overwhelmed".

A few days ago, Ogata clearly felt that Amachi had become a lot more difficult to dress.

Every time he puts on his clothes, Ah Ding has to take a deep breath-not to contract his abdomen, but to contract his chest.

While struggling to shrink his chest, struggling to squeeze himself into the kimono.

Wearing clothes is so laborious every day, which makes Amachi feel bored, so she and Ogata have an appointment to buy some new clothes together while there is nothing to do in the New Year.

The purchase of the new clothes went very smoothly. Ogata and the others are not bad at money now, and they soon bought high-quality new clothes.

But after that, a new little question appeared: how to deal with these old clothes?

At this moment, Ogata and the others are thinking about this issue.

"How about pawning?" Ogata suggested.

"These torn clothes of mine are not many expensive things, and they are worn so old by me. If you take them to a **** shop to pawn, most people won't want them." A Ding said, while gently rubbing. Pinch his right shoulder.

Ogata glanced at Amachi's hand that was kneading her shoulder: "What's the matter? Is the shoulder uncomfortable?"

"It's uncomfortable...this is my old problem..." Ah Ding's cheeks flushed slightly from embarrassment, "Since I was 15 years old, my shoulders have often become sore."

"I'm used to it. But these days, my shoulders have become more sore than before..."

Ogata didn't listen carefully to what Amachi said in the second half of the sentence.

His whole body and mind are put on the number of "15 years old" mentioned by A Ding just now.

Ogata glanced at Amachi's bear subconsciously.

"It's really incredible." Ogata whispered in a volume that only he could hear.

"Huh? What were you talking about?"

"I just said-it's not easy for girls." Ogata lied, his face was not flushed or breathless.

"Yes..." Ah Ding let out a sigh, "What's more terrible-this sore shoulder can only endure, there is no way to relieve this soreness..."

Speaking of this, Ah Ding let out another long sigh.

Amachi's melancholy face made Ogata feel a little unbearable.

—Is there any way to help Ah Ding?

As soon as this thought popped out of Ogata's mind, he suddenly felt a lightning flash through his mind—he suddenly remembered it.

"Yeah..." Ogata murmured.

He remembered—in a previous life, there was a kind of clothing that might relieve Ah Ding’s “symptoms”.

"Amachi." Ogata said in a serious tone, "Can you give me these three old clothes of yours?"

"...What are you going to do?" Amachi cast a weird look at Ogata.

"Don't look at me with this kind of sight! You won't do strange things to your clothes! I just want to use your old clothes to cut a new one."

"New clothes? Will you still make clothes?"

"I don't know how to make clothes. But the new clothes I want to make have a very simple structure, and I should be able to make them too."

"What new clothes are you going to do?"

"I will keep this a secret. I'll tell you when it's done."

"I don’t need these old clothes anyway. If you want to use them for new clothes, then use them. But-don’t use my clothes to do weird things... At that time, I heard that some time ago in Edo, there was a woman who loved to steal other women's clothes to wear..."

A Ding hadn’t finished speaking, but Xu Jian immediately interrupted it:

"I won't do this kind of thing!"

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The next day, early morning—

"Hmm..." Because of something to do, Ah Ding, who hasn't been slick since last night, stretched out and slowly got up from the bed.

Before he could put on his clothes, I heard Ogata's slightly excited voice coming from beside him:

"Acho! You just woke up! Try this dress on!"

"Huh?" Ah Ding looked at Ogata with a confused look.

Ogata, who doesn't know when to get up, is holding a piece of pink...cloth in both hands?

At a glance, Amachi recognized that the "cloth" in Ogata's hands was cut from her pink kimono that was no longer worn.

The color of the kimono worn by Ah Ting has always been simple. The three old clothes that she no longer wears are pink, goose yellow and light green.

"Is this cloth the new clothes you told me about yesterday?" Ah Ding widened his eyes.

"Yes. But don't underestimate the clothes." Ogata said seriously, "This clothes may relieve your'symptoms' that your shoulders are always sore."

If there are modern people present, this piece of cloth in Ogata's hands will surely be quite familiar.

This piece of "cloth" is exactly the kind of clothing that modern women must wear when they go out.

Last night, after Ah Ting was tired from some things and went to bed early, Ogata secretly got up and began to use Ah Ting's old clothes to tailor the new clothes according to the memories of the previous life in his mind.

Ogata originally thought that the fabric of this kind of clothes was so scarce that it must be easy to cut, but after he really picked up the scissors, Ogata realized that it was not the same at all.

At that moment, Ogata really felt that tailoring was also an extremely difficult profession...

Fortunately, Ogata finally cut the new clothes smoothly when he was busy working until dawn and when Amachi had already gotten up.

"This piece of'cloth' is clothes? And it can also make my shoulders less sore?" Amachi glanced suspiciously at the clothes in Ogata's hands. "How do I wear this?"

Ogata explained the dressing method to Amachi in a brief and concise manner.

After Ogata's voice fell, Amachi's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The way to wear this kind of clothes is too unimaginable for women who were born and raised in the Edo period like Amachi.

After looking up and down Ogata several times with weird eyes, she said quietly: "Did you design this kind of clothes yourself? Or did someone tell you?"

"This is the clothing I heard from a certain vagrant when I left the domain and wandered around." Ogata said without hesitation, "that ronin is an orchidologist. He said that this kind of clothing is very common in Nanban countries. It is a kind of clothing that has a lot of benefits for women in that place after being worn."

Ogata used his usual excuse "This is what I heard when wandering around."

This excuse is easy to use almost omnipotent, and can be applied to any situation where "something is suddenly proposed." Others have nowhere to go if they want to falsify.

Out of trust in Ogata, after hearing Ogata's excuse, the suspicion in Amachi's eyes faded slightly.

After examining Ogata and the piece of "cloth" in his hand several times, Amachi shook his head vigorously: "No, I won't wear it. It feels like wearing this kind of clothes would be uncomfortable."

The sense of strangeness and unknown to this kind of clothing makes Ah Ting instinctively refuse to wear it.

"Try it." Ogata persuaded, "Maybe it doesn't feel uncomfortable. It just so happens that you are not wearing clothes now."

Ogata persuaded Amachi hard-he did not sleep for nearly half a night in order to cut the clothes, just to comfort the hard work, not to let the hard work pay off, Ogata has sufficient motivation to persuade Ah Ting wears this dress.

Finally—under Ogata’s bitter persuasion, Amachi became soft.

"Got it..." Ah Ding sighed lightly and nodded, "Then I'll try it on..."

She took the dress from Ogata's hand, and then put it on under Ogata's guidance in a slightly clumsy manner.

Ogata's room has a stove, so there is no need to worry that Amachi, who is not wearing any clothes, will freeze.

Because Ogata’s abilities are limited, he is not a professional tailor, and the only tools and materials he can use are scissors and the old clothes of Amachi that are no longer worn, so naturally he cannot reproduce the modern ones. There are hooks to hang the strap version.

The one that Ogata has is **** with a bow.

Therefore, the clothes cut out by Ogata himself are more like three-point swimsuits that are famous in modern times than underwear.

Because it was the first time I wore this kind of clothing, it took A Ding almost 5 minutes to finally put it on.

After Ah Ting finished wearing the clothes, Ogata quickly backed up a few steps, separated from A Ting, and then looked at A Ting seriously.

After swiftly looking at it several times—

"Wow…"

Ogata subconsciously let out a low emotional voice.

To use a vivid metaphor... it's like a pool of water that was originally flat on the ground, all gathered in a bucket.

The part of Ah Ding was already very conspicuous, but after putting on this dress, it became even more conspicuous.

"The fabric is too little..." Ah Ding pulled the piece of cloth. "Would you not deliberately cut it so small, right?"

Ogata quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"Nothing. I did a good cut, I just estimated the size wrong..."

Ogata didn't lie this time.

Since it was the first time to cut this kind of clothes, I was not surprised, so Ogata didn't know what size to cut to fit.

Whether the cut is too large or too small, it will be extremely uncomfortable to wear, so when Ogata is cutting, he thinks about it before starting to use the knife.

He thought that this size should be enough—but the scene before Ogata's eyes proved the truth: plans often fail to keep up with changes.

Pieces of cloth that are too small only cover the southern hemisphere, and large areas of skin in the northern hemisphere are still exposed to the air.

Now it looks more like a swimsuit... and it's still that kind of unusually bold swimsuit.

"Does this thing really relieve the soreness of my shoulder?" Ah Ding touched the two laces that had been sunken in the flesh of her shoulder.

"Huh? Wouldn't it feel a little more relaxed with these clothes to help you hold it?" Ogata asked in surprise.

"It does feel like being held up, but it feels like it's not strong enough. I didn't hold it up at all, and you see-the straps on the shoulders are too thin, right? These two straps will both cut my shoulders. I've got streaks, and now I feel more pain in my shoulder..."

"That's it... Then I will improve it later..."

"No need to improve. Even if you improve, I won't wear this dress again."

"Why? After I improve, it should be less uncomfortable to wear."

"It's not a question of whether it's uncomfortable to wear. After wearing this dress, I will look ugly when I wear Wufu."

"What do you mean?" Ogata looked confused.

"It seems that you don't understand this knowledge at all..." Ah Ding sighed lightly, then blushed, and poked a finger somewhere soft, "Look—after wearing this dress, I Isn't it more prominent here?"

"Is this bad?" Ogata asked subconsciously.

"Of course it's not good." Ah Ding said in an angry manner, "In this way, after putting on Wu's clothes, the place is even more bulging, and the whole dress is out of shape."

The thread is clear.

He suddenly realized.

He remembered that the aesthetics of the Edo period were strange.

In the Edo period, there was a faint atmosphere of "poor, noble, great and inferior".

Because in this era, people generally think that if there is too nourishment there, when you put on the kimono, the kimono will be too strong and too ugly.

Therefore, some women who are very nourishing there tend to use cloth to tightly tie that part before wearing kimono.

Because Ah Ding is too troublesome and tired, he usually doesn't tie it up specially.

"I think you can look better if you wear this dress and Wufu again," Ogata said.

"No more." Amachi gave Ogata a white glance.

After all, Ah Ding raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders that were sore by the two thin laces.

After rubbing a few times, Ah Ting suddenly seemed to have discovered something, his eyes rounded, and he turned to look at his left shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Ogata asked.

"This lace was cut too thin by you... I feel... the lace on my left shoulder seems to be broken..."

As soon as Ah Ding finished speaking, he heard a small "bang" sound.

This murmur was the sound that was completely liberated after the laces were "overwhelmed".

The small lace has withstood the unbearable weight for too long, and the lace on Ah Ding's left shoulder snapped, and then the whole piece of clothing fell to the ground lightly...

Both Ogata and Amachi focused their attention on this piece of clothing that fell to the ground as light as a fallen leaf.

—What an amazing size and weight...

Seeing this piece of clothing lying quietly on the ground, Ogata almost blurted out what he was thinking.

As for Ah Ding-after seeing the tie of the dress being crushed by the huge weight, UU was startled at first, and then his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, as if nothing happened or knew nothing, he silently retracted his body into the bed, turned his back, and turned his back towards Ogata.

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Afterwards, Ogata persuaded Amachi for a long time, but she didn't want to wear this dress again.

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Fanwai·"Weight and Size Beyond Expectations"-End.

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I wrote this chapter with the consciousness that this chapter might be gone. The author has nothing to ask for, just ask for a monthly pass! (Leopard has a headache and crying.jpg)

I just hate that I can't paint... If I can paint, I must paint the best illustrations.