"It's really you!" Amamiya Konma was almost excited: "I asked you at the Waseda Campus Festival, Natsume-kun!" Why didn't you admit it then? Don't tell me I'm not mistaken, the child who commanded the rescue at the scene of the car accident was you! ”

Naoki Natsume remembered this, but he couldn't tell Amamiya Konma that he had lost his memory before, and he had only recently regained his memory.

"Has this ever happened?" He pretended to think, and then smiled, "Maybe I didn't react at the time, Uncle Amamiya." ”

"Can't be wrong, this look, it's really you!"

Amamiya Konma held his shoulders with a lot of strength.

It was the first time Naoki Natsume had seen such a big mood swing in Amamiya Konma, and he had the impression that the other party should be a successful person sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and reading the company's financial report, and his mood was not superficial......

Amamiya Konma is indeed such a person, but no matter what, he is first and foremost a person.

So Naoki Natsume quickly understood the reason why he was so excited, whoever has been looking for a life-saving benefactor for ten years suddenly looks back in front of him, and no one can calm down!

"Natsume-kun, what about those people who saved me back then? Who are they? Amamiya Konma hurriedly asked: "I checked all the search records of that day, whether it was the civilian search team or the supernumerary search and rescue team of the Fire Department, I went to look for them, and no one matched them." ”

"There are also blood donation records, and the doctor said that when they sent our family to the hospital, because the blood bank in the hospital was tight, many of them also donated blood, but because it was too chaotic and busy that night, they only registered the surname of 'Murata', and there was no way to find out."

Naoki Natsume smiled: "Uncle Murata is my neighbor and a very enthusiastic person, and he also took the initiative to donate blood back then...... I vaguely remember that Uncle Amamiya was also rescued by him, so you have to thank him. ”

"Murata, Murata ......"

Amamiya Konma's mind recalled the man's promise that he would definitely save him: "It turns out that his name is Murata! ”

"That's it, Natsume-kun. I can't leave here for the time being, you know. But I promise that I will definitely go to your village to thank you in person! ”

On the train home, Naoki Natsume recalled Uncle Amamiya's solemn promise, and before he knew it, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Amamiya is really serious, and it's still very different from his usual appearance."

Only two trams pass through the village a day, corresponding to the noon and evening green trains.

In Hokkaido, these open-ended carriages are popular with tourists, but for locals, the green-skinned trains are rarely insulated, although they can enjoy stunning views of the sea and the painted houses at the foot of the mountain.

Walking at the entrance of the village, Naoki Natsume could hear the sound of "Dengden" on the other side of the railroad tracks, and every time he heard it, he always remembered that he was traveling at a speed of 5 centimeters per second.

"Hey, Naoki!"

Someone called, and Naoki Natsume looked up, and happened to see Uncle Murata coming out of the village with a saw and his carpenter's toolbox.

Ten years have passed, and Uncle Murata is also middle-aged, and the small felt hat he wears on his head has a little gray hair that shows out from the brim.

"Uncle Murata, are you still going out after this time?"

"It's too late for lunch, someone in the next village is going to get married, and it's been these two days, so I'll help make two stools for marriage." Uncle Murata patted his saw: "The economy is not good these days, there is no work for us to do on the construction site, so we can only make a living by ourselves." ”

"Ten years ago, Sapporo moved, how many buildings were demolished and how many were built? At that time, the market was really good, and everyone in the village went out to work...... I couldn't hold back, I gave up my father's craft and followed, and now there is no work to do outside, and I have to run back to the village to pick up this saw again, maybe this is retribution. ”

He said words of retribution, but Murata had a hearty smile on his face, and he didn't complain at all.

He didn't complain about whether the road he chose was bitter or sweet, he just had to support his family, and it was really hard to beg people everywhere.

Naoki Natsume thought to himself that such a man should not be worried about money.

He also heard about the marriage in the next village, but it is said that Uncle Murata is paid very little, and he has the meaning of bullying honest people.

If it weren't for the fact that the construction site didn't start, Uncle Murata urgently needed money to subsidize the family, and he would not have put down his body to do this job, and he didn't even have time to eat lunch and went out to work at the owner's house.

"That's, Naoki." Uncle Murata was a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke: "Is there a shortage of people on your father's side recently?" ”

"It's true that you can't recruit workers." Naoki Natsume told the truth.

"A few years ago, your father came to me and wanted me to work at him, but I didn't agree to go out to work." Murata said a little bitterly: "Now that the market outside is not good, I can't pull my face to talk to your dad about it, can you help me bring a message to your dad?" If you don't dislike it, I'll go to your dad's side after the beginning of spring! ”

He made up his mind.

In order to make money, this cheek must be opened up after all.

Then let the neighboring village see the joke, it is better to bow down with the neighbors.

Seeing this, Naoki Natsume smiled, "I'm afraid this won't work." ”

"Alas...... Also. ”

Murata sighed: "I refused in the early years, and at this time, I will lick my face and come back to beg your father, I know that is not the case." ”

"It's not because of this, Uncle Murata." Naoki Natsume thought for a moment, and decided not to say it as a surprise, but smiled: "You'll know in two days, if you have time, you can go get a haircut and buy clothes, be refreshed, there will be guests coming to you in a few days." ”

"Looking for me?" Murata was stunned for a moment, and then his face was happy: "Naoki, the carpenter job you introduced to me?" Thank you so much, your family is very kind, I know...... What kind of wood, what kind of object to make? ”

"It's not a carpenter's job, anyway, you'll know in two days, remember to tell the other uncles in the village too."

Murata was a little confused, but he didn't think about it in a hurry, and after saying a few words about his willingness to work in the factory, he hurried to the neighboring village.

Naoki Natsume shook his head with a smile and went home.

"I'm back!"

"Welcome back."

Mao Asai's voice came from the kitchen, Naoki Natsume changed his shoes and entered the kitchen, and saw Asai wearing an apron and heat-insulating gloves serving the pot of stewed meat.

"I guessed wrong, it was actually beef stew."

Naoki Natsume walked over, talking as she tried to help her.

Asai dodged and blocked him with his back, looked at him half-back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't move, it's hot." ”

"Afraid of burning me?" Naoki Natsume chuckled and gently hugged her from behind: "If you don't let me touch the pot, then I have to hug you." ”

"Scoundrel."

"Not exactly, this should be called a hooligan."

"Go wash your hands and eat first, and the rest."

"Okay!"

"Wait, come back."

"What's wrong?"

Asai looked at him suspiciously, put the stewed beef on the table, took off his gloves and hooked his fingers at him.

Naoki Natsume walked over in one stride and asked with a smile, "What are your orders?" ”

Asai didn't answer, grabbed his collar with one hand, and slowly stood on tiptoe.

Naoki Natsume looked at the lips that were getting closer and closer to him, thinking to himself that his peach blossom luck seemed to be getting more and more prosperous?

Today, two girls have taken the initiative to kiss.

Thinking about what was wrong, he quietly closed his eyes.

But the imaginary soft touch did not appear for a long time, and he opened his eyes and saw a shallow well close at hand.

"How many people have been used to kissing, right? Now I don't even resist. ”

"Hey, no matter what you think, I'm taking advantage, who will resist?" Naoki Natsume smiled and said, "Besides, you don't have nothing!" I'm not a heartthrob, so how can everyone want to kiss me? ”

"The reaction was fast, I didn't say anything." Asai nodded thoughtfully, then brushed his thumb on his lips, "What's the matter with that lipstick?" Explain! ”

At the last time, she squinted her eyes and shouted out the family throne, which shocked Naoki Natsume.

"Impossible, senior sister, she has been lying down for so long, how can she wear lipstick? And her lips are so dry......"

Halfway through the words, Naoki Natsume shut up in amusement.

Asai pinched her waist and tilted her head, where did she get the slightest bit of lipstick on her fingers?

(End of chapter)