I’m sorry to see you go on a hiking trip last weekend, but while looking at the pan-line floating pantyhose pants look that was slathered into my neighbor’s back paddy as they climbed up steep mountain trails surrounded by clean air nature, I thought it
I was invited by Mr. and Mrs. Kubo, who live in the neighborhood, and accompanied me on a hiking trip on the weekend. A woman who climbs a steep mountain path trembling with her eyes and cheerfully, while feeling sorry for the husband who goes forward, I chased "climbing Puriketsu" of the pan line that was swallowed in the crust while watching Dokidohaya.