After getting out of the taxi and returning home, Naruse and Naoko lay on the sofa for a while without moving.

After the couple came back and left for a short time, their lives returned to the way they were before.

"It's good that you don't have to wash the dishes."

"Hmmm......"

"I don't want to move."

"Hmm." Naoko answered, but sat up with support, and then got up and left the couch.

Naruse turned her head to look, and she left the living room and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

After a while, she sat down again.

"The hot water is put, let's wash it in the spring sea later."

"Okay."

After lying down for a while, it was estimated that the hot water was almost over, and Naruse got up and went to take a bath.

The night was getting colder, so enjoying the hot water soaking, Naruse didn't want to leave until Naoko knocked on the door.

"Haruhae, are you asleep?"

"Nope."

When Naoko also came out of the shower and returned to the living room, he was holding the broken book that the news agency had commissioned to restore, and was carefully observing.

"It should stick to the ...... with glue However, it seems to affect the page turning. This kind of reference book should be turned quite frequently. ”

Naoko sat down next to him, "Let's go and ask Mr. Morimi, his shop used to help people restore old books." ”

"Well, that's what I plan. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Naruse put the book away.

"Uh-huh."

She wiped her hair, suddenly lowered her head, and leaned closer.

"Does your hair still smell of barbecue?"

Naruse lowered his head and sniffed, leaving only a faint fragrance on his black and wet hair.

"Nope."

"That's good."

Naoko looked up and smiled, then knelt on one knee on the couch and leaned close to his head, sniffing gently.

"Well, there is no smell of barbecue in Harumi's hair anymore."

“……”

The pajamas were held up high and close in front of him, and there was an astonishing sense of oppression from the full weight, and Naruse didn't hear what Naoko was saying at all.

She quickly sat down, grabbed the towel over her shoulder, and continued to wipe her hair.

Naruse looked at the TV.

It doesn't seem to be so cold at night.

The next day, the morning of the weekend.

There was no need to get up early, Naruse slept a little longer before getting up.

When she went downstairs, Naoko had just come from home, and she looked sleepy-eyed.

"Your eyes are going to be closed."

"Hmm......"

"I'll prepare breakfast."

"Then I'll help."

Naruse knows that his cooking level is not as good as Naoko's, but he just prepares breakfast, and this difference is nothing.

"There's still fish in the fridge."

"Hmm."

"Then make a pan-fried fish cube for breakfast and ......"

After breakfast, Naruse returned to his room, saw the schoolbag on the table, and remembered that there was one more thing to deal with.

"I'll go to the bookstore." He grabbed the torn book and prepared to go out.

"Don't force it if you don't fix it." Naoko said.

"It won't be too much of a problem."

When I came to Morimi Bookstore, today's business had just begun, and Morimi was a little busy.

Naruse first went to the bookshelf to stroll, and when he was free, he took the broken book and the one he had just picked to look for him.

"Chunhai came so early today, don't you sleep more on the weekend?"

"When you wake up, you get up." Naruse laughed.

In fact, as the weather gradually became colder, if it weren't for each other, both he and Naoko would be willing to give up breakfast and lie in bed for half a day longer.

The settlement was settled first, followed by the broken book.

"Huh? We ...... in the shop."

"No, I brought this book." Naruse pointed to the broken area, "My friends from school asked me, can Mr. Morimi help me fix it?" ”

"I'll see." Morimi picked up the book and flipped through it, quickly putting it down.

"It's not a big problem, but I can't help Haruhi fix it right now, because the tools aren't here. Or do you leave the book here and come back in a few days to get it? ”

Naruse was stunned, "Now there is no business in the store to restore old books?" ”

"yes. In fact, there were not many people who came to repair books before, and there have been basically no more in recent years. The last time I tidyed up, I asked Kazuha to take all the repair tools to the old house. ”

Morimi thought for a moment, "If Harumi is free, he can go there now." This little problem can be solved by a leaf. ”

Naruse thought about it and agreed.

"Kazuha should have gotten up yet."

"Hehe, that kid won't sleep in."

Coming out of the bookstore, Naruse looked left and right, turned around and walked towards Morimi's house.

Passing by the Maki Hotel, the store below was already open, but there was no Seiichiro Maki, and the window facing the street on the second floor was still closed.

Eighty percent of starfish are still sleeping.

"What time is it?"

Naruse muttered, but didn't stop.

At the next turn, there was still no one on the road.

The sun had risen high, and the frost that had condensed in the fields on both sides had gradually melted.

The weeds are either withered yellow or turn deep green, and the autumn mood is getting stronger and stronger.

The footsteps continued, and the old black Japanese house gradually became clear, enlarged in the eyes, and Naruse thought that when she sent a message to Morimi, someone had already arrived at her door.

"I guess I'm already up in bed."

He took a few steps back and looked at the second-floor window.

"Morimi—"

Naruse shouted, but there was no response, and he shouted again.

"Morimi—"

I waited for more than half a minute, but there was still no result.

Only today, are you still sleeping with exception?

Naruse took out his phone and prepared to send her a message, if he didn't respond, he wouldn't bother and come back later.

“…… Naruse? ”

He was looking down to edit the message when Morimi's voice suddenly came from above.

"Morimi ......"

Morimi finally appeared by the window, without glasses, squinting at him.

She had messy hair and pajamas, and she was visibly depleted to the naked eye.

"Are you still sleeping?"

She sneered meaninglessly, turned and disappeared into the window.

“……”

Naruse suddenly had a little headache.

What's going on, how did she become a little nervous again?

After a few moments, with a soft click, Morimi opened the sliding door.

As she got closer, the haggard look on her face became clearer in front of him, and the dark circles under her eyes spoke of her worrying sleep quality.

She didn't change her clothes, but she put on her glasses, and her eyes fell motionless on him through the cold lenses.

"Looking for me?"

"Well, I'd like you to help fix the book."

Morimi looked at the broken book in his hand and said nothing.

"I can come back later." Naruse said.

She glanced at him, turned and went inside, "No. Come on in. ”

Naruse had no choice but to follow in.

"Dad asked you to come over?"

"Well, Mr. Morimi said that the tools are here."

He hadn't been to Morimi's house in years, and the last time he walked into the house seemed to be before Starfish became his sister.

Although it is old and old, it is larger than any other house in the neighborhood, and it looks like a castle in a rural village.

And the princess, who lives alone in the castle, seems to be in a bad mood at this time because her sleep is disturbed.

"I haven't seen those things in a long time." Morimi walked ahead and led him to the living room, "I need to look for it." ”

"Hmm." Naruse didn't mind waiting a little longer.

"Let me see first." She reached out again for the broken book in his hand.

Naruse handed it over, her eyes unswerving, unprovoked to watch out for the urge to tear up the book that might suddenly arise from her.

"What for?" She quickly noticed.

"It doesn't feel like you're in good shape."

Morimi sneered again.

"I'm dying."

“……”

Naruse immediately shut up.

What hit did she suffer again?

After flipping through it a few times, Morimi put down the broken book in his hand and looked at the cover again, "Whose book is this?" ”

"A girl from the news agency entrusted our restoration department to repair it for her yesterday. I didn't have much experience, so I came to find a professional. ”

"It'......s nothing," she said halfway, and couldn't help but yawn, giving the same assessment as her father, "It's fine, it's easy to fix." ”

Naruse looked at her, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

"I haven't fallen asleep for a minute."

Morimi pushed the book over, "It's insomnia." ”

"Why?"

"Think about what you want."

"......" Naruse immediately looked away and rolled his eyes.

She wasn't in a normal state today, and it was better for him to remain silent.

"Hehehe......"

Seeing him roll his eyes, Morimi laughed a few times and then stood up.

"Wait, I'll go find the tools to fix it, it might take some time. Drink water and pour it yourself. ”

"Hmm." Naruse was glad that he had just bought this book and brought it with him.

Seeing him pull out the book, she stopped again before walking out of the living room.

"Looks like you're really idle."

Naruse immediately stood up, "I'm here to help." ”

"No, that's not what I meant."

She took one last look at him and turned to go out.

"Feel free to do so."

(End of chapter)