Round-trip Letter Series ~To Mr. A About Kyoto~

Mr. A.

Gobusatashiteorimasu.

How are you?

I may have already forgotten, but it's too late to write a return letter to Mr. A that I planned in my comments at the end of last year?to start.

What worries me is that Mr. A declared "voluntarily forced withdrawal" in the exchange with Mr. Kida.

I only interacted with Mr. A in the comment section, so I don't know anything about Mr. A.

But when I read the exchange with Mr. Kida, Mr. A's behavior made me smile wryly, rudely saying, "Ah, that's typical of Mr. A."

At the same time, I haven't seen Mr. A's name since then, so really?You must have voluntarily resigned.

Above all, I am very disappointed as someone who was looking forward to Mr. A's comment.

As a result, Mr. A may not see this bad sentence, and if that is the case, it may become "just a disgusting old man's monologue", but for his own memorandum I'll spell it out.

People might ask me what kind of confession I'm making, but when I started my own business, the manager I respected and now entered the family register worried about the volume of my voice and said, "Speak in a whisper." advice?I got

"Eh, what did you just say?"

With a voice so small that I was asked back.

He said, "That way, the other person will listen to you."

At the time, I didn't really understand the true meaning of this advice, and above all, I didn't have the confidence to speak in a low voice, so I didn't put it into practice.

By the way, at the beginning of this year, is this a long time ago?The matchless that I talked about in the comments section?When I had a secret meeting with Kyobijin (Koumi's friend's company secretary) (in Kyoto, of course), I put her advice into practice.

I thought I whispered, but Koumi didn't ask me back, so maybe my voice wasn't as loud as I thought.

Even so, Koumi-chan said something she had never said before, "Joe-san speaks quietly, so you can talk about anything."

Most of all, unexpectedly and unwillingly (?), I was able to hear Koumi-chan's screams, so if I had listened to the management's advice earlier, I would not be a company that would fly by now. I believe it has become a company.

No, the problem is Koumi.

I met her at the hotel lobby in Gion.

This hotel can only be used for secret meetings, and the lobby and front desk are located in the semi-underground, with indirect lighting and elegant sofas and chairs lined up.

It has a luxurious feel compared to a hotel level, and the darkness of the lobby, which is hard to say practical, hides the secret love and enlivens the sense of immorality.

It's just "thank you for tonight!"

While saying that, I don't think Koumi-chan thinks that way even one millimeter.

First of all, I took you to a relatively nearby long-established oden restaurant for a meal.

I was going to take a taxi, but Koumi wanted to walk, so I walked.

If this is a universe girl, complain that "I was made to walk!"It's a place where you can put

With this alone, Koumi's reputation will rise even further.

I don't know what to say, but it's easy to deceive an uncle (laughs).

It was a relatively warm day that day, but when the sun went down, the temperature dropped sharply. I raised my coat collar and headed for the Kamo River while enjoying the old townscape of Gion.

On a weekend in winter, a young couple was walking along the Kamo River in the evening, holding hands.

From an objective point of view, we're completely out of our minds, and Koumi-chan's beauty is overwhelming, so the couples we pass by, especially women, stare at us more condescendingly than critically.

It's a relief that Koumi-chan walks with a smile as if she doesn't feel such gazes.

In the first place, Joe himself was in his twenties, or rather, in his teens, so it was as if he was enjoying his first date with his high school girlfriend.

Ah, when I wrote it myself, I wanted to retort, "What kind of steps are you taking?", but I was so excited.

I envy high school students in Kyoto.

Shortly after, we arrived at a long-established oden restaurant.

This restaurant does not accept reservations and has only a counter with few seats, so I was worried that I would not be able to enter, but luckily the last two seats were vacant.

The inside of the store is old, but it is clean and the smell of oden soup spreads throughout the store.

There is no menu at hand, so you order from the board on the wall.

Joe has an image of “oden” as “a dish from the Kanto region”, but there are differences, including the dashi stock and ingredients.

I don't remember eating "octopus legs" in Kanto, which seems to be a standard ingredient in Kansai.

In the first place, "Oden" seems to be called "Tako" in Kansai in jargon, and the owner says that if the store name is "Tako ○○" in Kansai, it is an Oden restaurant?I enjoyed a wonderful oden with background music.

I felt like I got a glimpse of the long-established history of a long-established store, which is the opposite of the excessive language and standard customer service that is common in chain stores.

What made me happier than anything else was that Koumi-chan ate a lot while saying “delicious!

I was a really good girl (note the past tense!).

The second one is a bar in Gion that Mr. A told me about.

As Mr. A feared?The shop that day was crowded and didn't have a sneaky atmosphere, but the alcohol was great.

Koumi ordered whiskey and Joe ordered red wine.

I just told my preferences appropriately, but the bartender's choice was perfect.

The cheese I ordered at Koumi's request was also good.

Then, it was about time, so I had a taxi called to drop off Koumi-chan, but Koumi-chan said, "I want to drink a little more", so I headed to the hotel where I was staying.

You may not believe it, but at this point there was no ulterior motive (after all, I was the secretary of a company run by a friend), and I invited him out to drink in his room, not the hotel bar. .

When it entered the room, Koumi's bewitching degree increased by 120% and I couldn't stand it and pushed it down.

Then, unwillingly (?), I heard her scream.

No, I'm not bragging (or maybe I'm bragging), but as you can imagine, this night was the beginning of the tragedy (or comedy).

It's still in a raw wound state, so it seems that the follow-up report will be a little later.

Even so, Kyoto is terrifying.

More than 30 years ago, there was a copy of a cosmetics company called “Natsu Dakara Kounatta,” but for Joe, it feels like “Kyoto Dakara Kounatta.”