ブルー・ホワイト・キモノの女

The air was thick with the scent of cherry blossoms as Aiko strolled through the bustling streets of Kyoto. It was early April, and the city was alive with the vibrant hues of spring. She wore a striking kimono that was a stunning blend of deep blue and pristine white, its intricate patterns swirling like waves across the fabric. Aiko had chosen it carefully for the annual Hanami festival, hoping its beauty would reflect the joy she felt inside.

But beneath her radiant exterior, Aiko grappled with a sense of disquiet. At twenty-three, she was at a crossroads. She had graduated from university with a degree in art history, yet the path forward felt obscured by uncertainty. Her friends, ambitious and driven, were securing jobs in prestigious companies or pursuing further studies abroad, while Aiko found herself drifting, unable to commit to any direction.

As she wandered through the park, her thoughts began to spiral. What was she doing with her life? Would she ever find the