“Oh, I have to dress” Nodoka said, and she stood up and hurried back to the bedroom. More leisurely Genma returned to the wash room to retrieve his own clothes. They finished at the same time and returned to the hall where Genma froze at the sight of Nodoka.
She had put on another plain white kimono but this one was much shorter, worn off the shoulders and coming only to upper mid thigh. It was tied with a black obi that was flexible enough to conform to her waist instead of hiding it. The obi was tied with the flirtatious bow of a young woman rather than the staid one of a housewife. And she wore long black gloves and tabi that covered the black parts of her arms and legs.
All in all she looked utterly scrumptious. Genma grinned as a thought occurred to him.