Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Welcome."

In the kimono shop, an old man with gray hair and cloudy eyes walked out.

The old man was wearing a black haori hakama. He glanced at Sakaki and the other three, and there was no trace of happiness or anger on his wrinkled face:

"You three, please come in."

After taking off their shoes at the entrance, Sakaki and the other three walked into the store.

Passing around the white kimonos hanging at the door, the scenery in front of you changes and becomes a different world.

A dazzling array of yukata and furisode are mounted on the wall in different colors and styles.

"The three of you must be Shang Yan's guests."

The old man bent his waist and complained in a low voice:

"That brat, he brings guests home all day long. He has a good relationship with one person and another with a good relationship. He would rather pay for it himself than let the guests foot the bill. What a shame!"

The three of Sakaki Cheng looked at each other, not knowing how to answer the question.

"This man likes to complain as he gets older. Don't take it to heart, you three."

As he spoke, the old man opened a door:

"This is the top kimono in the store. You three can choose as you like."

"What do you recommend?"

Before he turned around, Sakaki looked at the kimonos on the wall and suddenly asked.

After a pause, the old man looked at him deeply and sneered:

"You boy, just like what Shang Yan said, you have really vicious eyes."

"Come with me."

Shaking his head, the old man walked to another room, took a deep breath, and pulled the door wing decisively.

Wow!

The wooden door rubs against the groove. In the large room, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the three kimonos hanging in the center of the room, which is beautiful and moving.

In the conversation just now, the old man set a small trap that was difficult to detect.

He first complained, making Sakaki and the others think he was in a bad mood. Then he opened a room full of kimonos and told them that these were the top kimonos in the store. In fact, there were just ordinary items in the room. Go.

Even if the three Sakakisei saw that the quality of the kimonos was not good, they would be too embarrassed to say anything.

However.

While he was observing the three of them, Sakaki was also observing him.

There is no doubt that old people who have been with kimonos all year round have an inexplicable affection for them.

sometimes.

Even more important than life.

It's okay to be reluctant to part with it.

but.

What he didn't expect was that Sakaki would ask him to recommend it.

This is a gamble on the old man's vision and reputation.

How could he recommend those ordinary goods?

Sakaki's suggestion also contained the meaning of wanting to see the old man's treasure.

Originally, in the eyes of the elderly, with the changes of the times, today's young people do not understand kimono at all, they are just for fun, so there is no need to show off anything good.

It's different now

Since Sakaki can tell the quality of a kimono at a glance, it shows that he has some accomplishments in this area.

The old man didn't want to be told later by Sakaki that his collection was mediocre and that he treated some ordinary items as the best.

Young Zhou Yu and old Huang Gai, one is willing to beat and the other is willing to endure.

Rather than hiding it, the old man hopes that more energetic young people can understand the charm of kimonos and participate in this industry.

In the quiet room, the three kimonos each have their own merits.

The doll on the left is wearing a mainly white Sakura-Shiraturu kimono, with the train spread out and a colored coat outside, like a peacock with its wings spread, symbolizing purity and innocence.

The doll on the right is wearing a medium furisode kimono, embroidered with winter plum blossoms, mainly cyan, supplemented by pink, and finally finished with dark blue.

As for the middle

It is a twelve-piece painted wooden fan decorated with gold and silver foil, also known as the Five-Yi Tang Yi, which is elegant and luxurious.

"I didn't expect you, old gentleman, to have such a collection."

Sakaki said with emotion:

"This is something only royal women can wear."

"Good eyesight."

The old man nodded and smiled:

"This is the dress that our Kyogoku family has passed down from generation to generation. It was the dress that Minamoto Yoritomo's youngest daughter, Princess Otohime, wore when she married into our Kyogoku family."

"Minamoto Yoritomo?!"

Behind him, Hattori Heiji, who had been silent since entering the door, said in surprise:

"Could it be that Minamoto Yoshitsune's brother?"

"good."

The old man nodded:

"Minamoto Yoritomo was a daimyo born at the end of the Heian period. He was also the founder of the Kamakura shogunate and established the samurai regime. Minamoto Yoshitsune's half-brother, also known as Onimusha."

"In 1159, because his father Minamoto Yoritomo was killed during the Heiji Rebellion, Minamoto Yoritomo, who was only 13 years old, was exiled to Izu Country in Shizuoka Prefecture."

"Twenty years later, Minamoto Yoritomo raised an army and revolted. It took him 5 years to destroy the Taira-shiki royal family at that time. In another 4 years, Japan was unified."

"The famous Minamoto no Yoshitsune was executed because he held great power and was feared by Minamoto Yoritomo."

"Our ancestors of the Kyogoku family once served Minamoto Yoritomo, made great contributions, and married Princess Otohime."

Hattori Heiji stopped talking.

Of course he had heard of the legend of Genji. Among them, Murasaki Shikibu once wrote "The Tale of Genji" with the Genji family as the protagonists.

Minamoto Yoshitsune.

He is also the idol in the hearts of all those who practice swordsmanship.

He is no exception.

Sakaki Cheng had known that the Kyogoku family had a strong background, but he didn't expect that

He actually got involved with Genji.

The twelve pieces in front of me were woven according to the kimono that Princess Otohime wore when she got married.

"Wait a mininute."

Frowning his brows, Sakaki said doubtfully:

"Minamoto Yoritomo must have been a person from more than 800 years ago."

"How is it possible that the kimono his youngest daughter wore when she got married has been preserved to this day?"

"The real thing has been damaged a long time ago."

The old man shook his head:

"Our Kyogoku family, every 50 years, will weave the same twelve pieces."

"This twelve-piece item is already the 41st finished product, which is of great significance."

As he said that, the old man glanced at Miss Miyano and asked:

"Are you married?"

"ah"

With a blush on her face, Miss Miyano denied:

"No."

"If you are not married"

The old man walked to the Nakafurisode kimono on the right, rubbed it gently with his fingers, and recalled in his eyes:

"Then wear this."

"This is the furisode that I personally woven for my wife when I was young. It is suitable for an unmarried young woman to wear."

“Let’s forget it”

Like a frightened rabbit, Miss Miyano took half a step back:

"This kimono means so much to you, me"

"Before she passed away, she once said"

The old man said with a smile:

"Although there are hundreds of kimonos at home, this one is her favorite."

"if you can."

"I want to take another look at how it looks when someone wears it."

Miss Miyano, who was a little confused, looked at Sakaki Makoto.

Sakaki Cheng smiled:

"Since the old gentleman said so, Xiao Ai, please try it on."

".All right."

Seeing that she agreed, the old gentleman pointed to the dressing table in the corner and said:

"Sit down and let me fix your hair."

Miss Miyano walked to the dressing table and sat down. The old man took out his comb, straightened his back, and his expression became serious.

This moment.

He seemed to have returned to the time when he personally helped his childhood sweetheart to put her hair into a bun.