A Tenugui ï¼ææãï¼ is a thin j.a.panese 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.ãIt can be used for anything a towel could be used for â 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 partic.i.p.ants by team color.
Nerima Daikon is one of j.a.panâs main daikon radish breeds, named such because it was once cultivated in Nerima, Tokyo. Shougoin Daikonï¼èè·é¢å¤§æ ¹ï¼ is one of the traditional daikon radishes of Kyoto.
Daikon-Ashi(lit. daikon legs) is the j.a.panese equivalent to âthunder thighsâ, 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 ma.s.sage, simply by gently stepping on it. Believed by some to encourage weight loss.
The cram school Iâd been going to had been focused exclusively for primary school, so now that Iâm 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. Iâm not with Akizawa-kun and f.u.kioka-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 Suiranâs primary school was, the system it used wasnât an escalator and unless you pa.s.sed the entrance exams, they would mercilessly expel you. Thanks to that, Aoi-chan had bags under her eyes since New Yearâs. Now that sheâs made it into the a.s.sociated middle school without a problem, sheâs been chatting with me about Tarow the Taro just like we used to. Apparently thereâs this new tenugui merchandise for him. Why a tenugui instead of a handkerchief or hand towel?
Iâm still talking to f.u.kioka-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. Itâs so friends-like! But wouldnât 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 Iâm a middle schooler, Iâm allowed to walk outside by myself now. Only during the day though. On weekdays I have cla.s.ses, so I donât 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 donât 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 girlâs life, so she definitely wouldnât allow me to eat snacks with cheap oils in them. And whatâs more, my next goal is eating fast food. I really want some. Itâs 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, thereâs still a chance Iâll get spotted. Because of that, I still canât let my guard down. Also, I want to eat at the food stands in festivals! Because festivals happen at night, itâll be hard for me to get permission, so at the moment itâs nothing more than a dream. But festival yakisoba is yummy isnât 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 sc.r.a.ps, 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 increasing&h.e.l.lip;
*imouto*
Even though I thought Iâd be released from it after leaving primary, I ended up being nominated as vice rep again. And my partner, the cla.s.s rep, is Cla.s.s Rep. Heâs in my cla.s.s again. For some reason it feels like weâre just the âcla.s.s repâ pair, but huh~ Unlike Cla.s.s Rep, Iâm not even a stereotype cla.s.s-rep character. Cla.s.s Rep feels like he was born to be a cla.s.s rep. Everybody calls him Cla.s.s Rep like itâs natural. What was his real name, anyway?
*imouto*
In May, we have the customary excursion. And itâs mountain climbing. Ugh. Mountain climbing. I really donât 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 âhahh hahh wheeze wheezeâ to even have a decent conversation, wouldnât it be better to have an outdoors cooking session or a barbeque at a camp site somewhere? At least I think weâd bond a lot better that way. Itâs unfortunate, but I canât understand the appeal behind mountain climbing at all. Apparently Cla.s.s 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 donât get it at all. Weâre all a bunch of weak-limbed ojousamas who get chauffeured everywhere, so please donât 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, didnât I. I still do my stretches before bed though. You know, lately, Iâm getting the feeling that my legs are getting fatter than they used to be. Well, compared to my last life theyâre 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 âNerimaâ. When I went to Kyoto, they called me âShougoinâ. 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 werenât fat, they were just a little swollen! Why are middle school boys so insensitive. Cause theyâre idiots I suppose. Itâs definitely because theyâre 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 didnât work at all. Tsk. All these unpleasant memories are surfacing. I think Iâll buy an aodakefumi the next time I have a break.
*imouto*
During the mountain climbing, my group fell behind. Cla.s.s Rep, Iâll leave the rest to you. Iâm struggling just taking care of myself here. My lungs are making a weird noise. Iâm suffering. I have to keep watching my feet so that I donât fall, so I canât 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. &h.e.l.lip;Thank goodness, Iâm 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! Werenât we supposed to be deepening our bonds today.
I was so tired that I couldnât 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 hasnât even opened our lunch boxes yet, those guys are already done eating. Thereâs this somewhat gyaru-group thatâs been forming since we entered middle school thatâs for some reason full of athletic girls. Iâm 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? Isnât that Miharu-chan over there? Miharu-chan is the vice cla.s.s rep for another cla.s.s. She also fits the image of a cla.s.s rep to a tee. Anyway, there she was, chatting with an External boy. Ah! She laughed. I wonder if Cla.s.s Rep felt jealous seeing that. Even at normal times, heâs already so panicked about Enjou being in her cla.s.s. Before long, heâs going to come for more advice, I bet.
*imouto*
Aahh&h.e.l.lip; When itâs time to leave the mountain, I wonder if itâs possible to have the Kisshouin family send me a helicopter.