Chapter 342: You've done enough well
There are five days left until the Teine Shrine festival ceremony and fireworks display opens.
Winter is finally in Hokkaido, and fine snow is beginning to fall in Sapporo.
In this season, when Tokyo is still on summer vacation and the seaside of Okinawa is still visited by countless tourists, the streets of northern country are already covered in snow.
The office campus where the smart gaming company is located is already very depressed, and the stray cats burrow into the bushes to keep warm, rarely walking on the walls and watching people come in and out from afar, and then run to the employees of the company they know and often feed them.
In Nakajima Park, opposite the company, the fiery red maple leaves are less than half, the sanitation workers are busy from morning to night, and the street performers who sing in the park do not need to be driven by the police, and most of them go under the overpass or to the speakeasy.
It's 10:20 a.m.
In another hour and a half, it was time for lunch, and the employees were groggy for a while, and this was the time when they were really productive.
Amamiya Chizuru is still playing electric in the office, but although the teammates she matched this time are very good and the game experience is very good, she doesn't seem to be very happy.
βNICE!β
The headset was followed by cheers from teammates, followed by questions from friends.
"It's a good fight, a thousand paper cranes, do you want to add a friend next time? You're in the wild team, right? β
"Nope." Amamiya Chizuru opened the wheat and refused coldly.
"Wow, it's actually a girl, I really don't think about ......"
The rest was no longer audible, and she exited the checkout interface and took off her headphones.
After tidying up his hair, which was a little deformed by the headphones, and rubbing his ears, which were a little uncomfortable because of wearing the headphones for a long time, Amamiya Chizuru looked at Naoki Natsume.
At this angle, you can only see a little side of his face, and most of the computer butt.
In fact, the one she really wants to play together as a team is Naoki Natsume.
Take a deep breath and jump out of your gaming chair to the door.
"I'll go to the bathroom."
She said this, her hand on the doorknob but not the intention of opening the door.
"yes, okay." Natsume Naoki didn't raise his head to answer, a little absent-minded.
Mio Izumi raised her head to look at Amamiya Chizuru and nodded: "I know, if someone looks for you, I will help you remember." β
But after a few seconds, Mio Izumi discovers that Amamiya Chizuru has no intention of leaving, and has been watching her.
So the senior sister realized something.
"Amamiya Senior Sister, wait a minute, I'll go with me too."
Walking out of the office and closing the door, Mio Izumi looked at Amamiya Chizuru and asked, "What's wrong, is there anything you want to tell me?" β
Amamiya Chizuru shook her head slightly: "Not here, find a place where no one is." β
The two of them walked out of the main hall gate and came into the courtyard, and the cold air stimulated the nose, making people feel very refreshed.
That's probably one of the few benefits of the solemn autumn and winter months compared to spring and summer β the steep breeze is refreshing.
"Did you think he's been weird lately?" Amamiya Chizuru tightened her clothes, "It's the second day since we bought clothes together...... Ahh β
She was in such a hurry to go out that she forgot to put on her coat.
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Walking out with his hands together, standing at the gate of the park and looking at the traffic on the street outside and Nakajima Park across the street, Amamiya Chizuru sniffed, and originally wanted to go there for a stroll, but now he doesn't go shopping.
Just as she was thinking about going back, a dress enveloped her.
Mio Izumi took off her coat and draped it over her.
"I'm in good physique, how much I'm wearing today, you can wear my clothes first." Izumi Mio smiled: "You are a very smart person, you should know the pros and cons of cold and warm." β
Amamiya Chizuru is indeed arrogant, but she is also a straightforward person.
She glanced at Mio Izumi and muttered in a low voice, "Even so, I won't show mercy when I rob a man!" β
"Okay, I got it." Izumi Mio was a little helpless, but still smiled: "Anyway, everyone just competes fairly, I know you're a good person...... That's why you said you paid for us that day because of Asai-san, right? β
"I'm wearing my clothes backwards." Amamiya Chizuru turned around like a hot dog wrapped in breadcrumbs, and the little one was wrapped in a large cotton coat from Izumi Mio.
"That day...... Is it a shallow well? Amamiya Chizuru tilted her head: "When we were shopping for clothes together, was she there?" But if you say so, she should be there too. β
She frowned and thought for a moment, but she couldn't remember whether Asai was there.
But there is no problem with Mio Izumi's theory, that day she was afraid that anyone who could not afford such high-end clothes because she was kind-hearted, after all, the store was picked by herself, and she couldn't force others to follow her own consumption level.
Mio Izumi is definitely not, the school doctor looks very rich, and that stupid wood family is also well-off...... That's it, it's a shallow well.
She knocked on her little head, why did she start to get confused again?
Before and after the campus festival, she had a groggy experience, and this meeting was just because she made another mistake.
"Don't talk about her," Amamiya Chizuru paused and got back to business: "Don't you think the senior has been weird lately?" β
"Naoki-kun...... Have it? Mio Izumi thought seriously for a moment, shook his head and replied: "I don't know very well, I just know that he seems to have been taking notes recently, and he usually goes to work, and he looks through his notes from time to time." I don't know anything about his profession and work, so I think there is some new inspiration, right? β
"The problem is in that notebook!" Amamiya Chizuru snapped his fingers and didn't strike: "He's not writing notes, he's reading them!" I watch it at least 30 times a day, and more every day, and today I watched it almost all morning! And I've observed that he looks at his notes longer and longer, which means that the amount of things written in the notes is increasing every day. β
Mio Izumi was a little puzzled: "Aren't you playing games every day?" When was it observed? β
Amamiya Chizuru blushed, "You take care of me!" β
Otherwise, how could I always be scolded by my teammates when I played the game in the past two days.
It's not like hanging up at every turn to peek at Naoki Natsume.
"Ahem, so we're going to find a chance to see what he's going to do in that notebook." Amamiya Chizuru clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, so he said.
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But Mio Izumi shook her head solemnly: "No." β
"I've missed it once last time I peeked at Naoki-kun's web browsing history, and I won't be wrong a second time." She said, "If you want, go yourself!" I don't approve of it, and I won't sue you secretly. β
"Humph!" Amamiya Chizuru snorted lightly: "Otherwise, I hate being with you, and I will always look so morally low." β
Izumi Mio hesitated for a long time before shaking her head.
"It's being with you that always makes me feel ashamed...... I know you're not out of curiosity but out of worry...... He was actually very worried about him, and wanted to peek at the notes, but my sense of morality made me feel that this was wrong, you know, I was actually looking forward to you reading it, and then telling me, so that I knew what was going on, and I would not be condemned by my conscience, how hypocritical. β
Amamiya Chizuru pondered for a long time when he heard this, and then spoke: "If you are willing to say that, you are already much stronger than you think...... It's okay, I'll do the bad things, anyway, I'm not afraid of him talking about me! β
"Let's be together, then." Mio Izumi hesitated for a moment and replied, "Or maybe we should ask Naoki-kun, and he should tell us, right?" β
The two girls discussed for a long time, and finally decided to ask first, and if Naoki Natsume didn't say anything, he would find a chance to peek and admit his mistake to him.
But what they didn't expect was that they never waited for the opportunity again.
Naoki Natsume directly asked for a long vacation at noon.
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There are three days left until the Teine Shrine festival ceremony and fireworks display.
Last night a sudden heavy snowfall made the roads in the village very difficult to walk.
3:45 p.m.
Natsume Yuu went from the factory to the village, and met the eldest son of the Murata family next door outside the door.
"Yo Murata! Can I use this shed outside your house first? β
Natsume Yuu parked his Santana a little outside the courtyard wall next door and knocked on the door of Murata's house.
The honest and honest Murata opened the door and came out, and when he saw that it was Natsume Yusheng, he immediately showed a kind smile, and he was still holding half a steamed bun in his hand.
This is a specialty of this rural area at the foot of Teinayama, similar to Chitose egg steamed buns, which are said to be steamed buns, but there are fillings in them, and in fact they are more inclined to steamed buns.
"Brother Natsume, I got off work so early today!" He walked out the door: "Have you eaten?" The stove at home broke down at noon, and now it's only open, didn't you eat and eat some? β
"No, I'll go home, I've been ...... recently" Natsume Yusheng paused: "My son is not in good shape." Also, can I use this shed outside your house for a while? Said it was possible to hail at night. β
"Shed?"
Murata was a little puzzled and followed Natsume Yuo around the side of his house to look, and sure enough, there was a shed made of tarps and wood, which didn't look like it was new, and it was probably a week or two.
"Yikes! What a strange thing...... I don't remember my house having a shed! Brother Natsume, do you want to ask next door? Didn't there be a woman living in that house a few days ago, and she had found a lot of people to install heating and water and electricity? β
Natsume Yuo looked at Nanamiya's car next to the original Asai Mansion and shook his head: "If it was Miss Nanami's carport, her car wouldn't have parked in that location." β
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Murata also felt that it made sense after hearing this, and then he approached the carport and took a closer look: "It's strange, if I'm not mistaken, this carport is indeed our family's craft!" And my dad left early, and I'm the only one left in our family who can carpenter the craft...... But I don't really remember ever making this carport. β
Natsume Yusheng frowned, "Then I'll stop first, leave a mobile phone number, and someone will call to move the car." β
After parking the car, shaking off the wind and snow on his body, Natsume Yusheng pushed the door and walked into the house.
"Is my son still locking himself in his bedroom?" Natsume asked his wife.
He noticed that his wife seemed to be looking at something, and he was stunned.
Hearing the inquiry, Reiko Natsume turned her head to look at him and shook her head: "I have already sent the meal, don't disturb him, let him be alone and be quiet." β
Natsume Yusheng sighed heavily: "Things have not been going well recently, the factory has been unable to catch up with the progress, and my son has taken leave to lock himself up at home every day, saying some strange things, and he actually lost his temper at me that day...... Alas. β
"The day after tomorrow is the shrine sacrifice, when the time comes, take your son to pray for blessings, ask for a sign and let the old palace secretary take a look." Reiko Natsume said: "In the other few days, I always feel restless, as if there is someone at home. β
Natsume Yusheng's face immediately changed when he heard this, and he knew that his wife had some inspiration.
As the most outstanding shrine maiden of Fushimi Inari Shrine, although she went to the countryside to teach and came to the Rice Shrine to help her finally fall in love with herself, she should still have some skills.
"Is it provoking something unclean?"
"No," Reiko Natsume shook her head, "It's friendly...... I don't know who it is! β
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"Squeak."
The bedroom door opened, bringing a moment of light to the dimly lit space inside.
Naoki Natsume sat on the ground with his back against the wall, and the ground around him was covered with papers torn from his diary.
On the table was a tray, and there was a little food in it, but it was all cold.
The papers on the floor, each one covered with dense handwriting, but most of them were circled with red pens.
Naoki Natsume's mental state is very bad, he has very heavy dark circles under his eyes, and he hasn't slept for thirty hours.
Hearing that the door of the room was open, he looked up, then lowered his head and tore another page from the diary, and asked as he wrote, "Mom and Dad, can't they see you at all?" β
Asai stood in the doorway, quietly watching him.
"Let's get some sleep." She spoke softly.
Naoki Natsume shook his head, "I can't sleep, every time I sleep, it will affect my memory, and I definitely can't sleep ......"
His hands trembled as he finished writing a line.
[At 3:55, Mao came in and asked me to sleep for a while.] γ
Then he picked up the red pen, took the papers closest to him and flipped through them, and looked at them, and his face was painful.
"Damn it!"
He cursed as he drew circles on one of the sheets.
This means that I have no impression of the sentence I wrote.
In other words, he forgot a little bit about Mao again.
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"Damn it!"
He clenched the red pen tightly, and the ballpoint pen made a crisp sound.
The plastic shell was cracked by his pinching.
"Even in the past ten years, when I woke up in the morning in the winter to study, I practiced 50 times for a problem that others would know at first, and I didn't ...... it now. I hate my memory so much! β
He doesn't want to forget, he really doesn't want to forget Asai!
"Why?" He asked softly as he circled the paper.
I don't know who I'm asking.
He took leave to go home, because he was afraid that work would affect his brain capacity, so he locked himself in his room, for fear that any other thing would affect him.
As a result, it is still constantly forgotten.
It's like fine sand on your fingertips, the tighter you pinch it, the faster it passes.
"Drink it, and eat." Asai came over, took his pen, and forced him to eat.
Naoki Natsume looked at Asai's serious eyes and could only compromise.
Ten minutes later, looking at Naoki Natsume, who was lying in bed and falling asleep, Asai cleaned up the scraps all over the floor, tore up all the diaries he had written recently, and put them in his arms.
"Stop torturing yourself." She looked at Naoki Natsume, looked unbearable, and whispered, "I'll be distressed, you've done enough." β
"Good night, Brother Naoki."
She turned to leave, thought for a moment, and finally took the kimono she had bought from the closet that she hadn't yet worn.