Chapter 67: Murder and Silence
The silver needle pierces, pulling the red thread.
Naoko sat by the window, concentrating on sewing the puppet in her hand until the two parts were completely joined together, then she picked up the scissors and carefully cut the needle and thread.
Before moving on to the next step, she looked up at the twilight white clouds in the sky and then at the houses opposite.
"Hasn't Chunhai come back yet......"
Morimi family.
Naruse was lying on his back on the floor, and a disheveled Morimi was sitting on him.
Looking at the ceiling, and her face that was still a little broken and flustered, he couldn't help but sigh.
ββ¦β¦ It's too cunning. β
When he opened the door, Morimi was soothing himself.
When he encountered this kind of thing, his first reaction was to feel embarrassed.
Whether it's for him or for Morimi's sake, leaving immediately is the most correct choice.
However, Morimi didn't seem to think so, crying and chasing out, but he tripped over his own pants at the door of the room, fell to the ground, and didn't move for a long time.
Seeing that the situation was not quite right, he had to turn around and help her, but when he was most unprepared, he was pushed down by her and pressed to the ground.
"Forgot ...... me"
Sitting on his waist, Mori saw his hands around his neck, looking ready to exert himself at any time, "I forgot-"
"Okay." Naruse closed his eyes, "I've forgotten everything." β
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How is it possible to forget it so quickly?
What's more, she is still pressed against him now.
I just want to vent my stress a little......
In this situation, Morimi felt that he was only one step away from a complete collapse.
What should she do......
I want to die.
"Wait a minuteβ"
Naruse, who noticed that her hands suddenly began to exert force, trying to play dead to get out of this embarrassing situation, immediately opened her eyes, "Are you going to kill people?" β
The look on her face was half numb, half overwhelmed by the fact that she was about to cry.
"It's okay, it won't hurt, it'll be over soon, I'll bury Naruse by your favorite river......"
ββ¦β¦β
Morimi is broken.
Naruse could only open the palm she was holding on her neck, and with a slight force, she immediately let go of her hand in pain.
The pain in her hands made her wake up a lot, and there was also a feeling of coldness and pain all over her body.
The one who tripped and fell on the floor just now was a real deal.
Struck hard by the pain and lingering shame, she fell to her stomach, curled up on his chest, her voice hoarse.
"I want to die......"
Looking at the ceiling, Naruse had no intention of feeling the soft touch from his waist and chest, only to feel cold under his body and his head hurt.
"All in all...... Let's put on our clothes first. β
Nearly half an hour later, Morimi, who had changed his clothes, came down from the upstairs room.
During this period, she didn't say a word except for ordering Naruse not to leave.
Sitting in the living room, seeing that she was finally willing to come down, Naruse didn't speak, but she spoke first.
"When Naruse was in Tokyo, didn't he have a few girlfriends?"
"No...... Huh? β
"Yes."
She brushed her hair behind her ears and said in a calm tone, "No wonder you make a fuss just by seeing a girl's body." β
ββ¦β¦β
Naruse really didn't want to pay attention to her.
Who was crying and shouting for death just now?
"Yes, I'm sorry."
She came over and sat down, her face still calm: "I'll forget, you can forget too." β
"Okay."
On either side of the low table, the two glanced at each other.
"If you dare to say it, I'll kill you."
ββ¦β¦ Got it, don't say any more. β
Despite his multiple assurances, Morimi couldn't help but sigh heavily.
She covered her face and kept her head down for a moment before she opened her palms slightly and looked at him between her fingers.
"Perverted."
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In order not to irritate her, Naruse didn't say anything.
"It's really perverted to stay in the home of a young girl who is alone all day quietly."
"You're thinking too much, I just came here."
"Really?"
"I'll go back after reading the book."
"What book?"
Thinking of Morimi's state in the morning, Naruse estimated that she hadn't noticed it at all, so she didn't bother to say it in detail.
"You bought it in the store. I finished reading the book and found that you were asleep in your room, so I went home first. What time do you think it's now? β
Morimi was silent for a while, lamenting in his heart that it was not a coincidence.
"Why did you come here at this time......
"I'm sorry too."
She glared at him, trying to say something, but didn't say anything.
Naruse stood up, "If it's okay, I'll go back first." β
"What are you doing today?"
He looked at her, and she picked up the broken book on the table, "Fix this, right?" β
"Is it too late today?" Naruse asked.
"It's not a big deal."
"I mean...... Hmm, are you in okay shape? β
"I said no, no questions."
Morimi glared at him and put down the broken book, "You wait, I'll go find the tools to mend it." β
"Do you want my help?"
"Do you know where to put it?"
"I don't know."
"That's it."
Naruse didn't say anything and sat down, and Morimi, who stood up, suddenly made a noise in his stomach.
Goo β
ββ¦β¦β
The noise continued for a while.
She put her hand on her stomach and glared at him again, "Don't stare." β
"Didn't stare." Naruse's rebuttal was somewhat weak.
"I haven't eaten for a day and a night." Morimi said.
"Hmm."
"Are you just 'um' and keep sitting?"
ββ¦β¦β
Naruse stood up, "Do you have any ingredients here?" β
She smiled a little, "Does Naruse really know how to cook?" β
"I'm not particularly good at it, at least I can eat it myself."
"I thought Naoko had spoiled you."
"What do you say, Naoko ate the breakfast I prepared today."
"Yes."
Morimi didn't dwell too much on this issue, "The kitchen is over there, the ingredients are in the refrigerator, and I don't know what else is." β
"What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever, Naruse will watch and do it."
She continued to look for tools to repair books, and Naruse went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator at Morimi's house to take a look.
"Do you have udon...... Just about. β
Cooking udon noodles is a matter of time, and it is relatively simple to make without other ingredients.
Seeing that there were still eggs next to him, he also took them out.
Making a fire and boiling water, Naruse opened the back door next to the kitchen and looked, and sure enough, as he remembered, there was a small vegetable patch outside.
He cut a pinch of green onions, washed and chopped them, and set them aside for later use.
"βfound it."
Naruse turned his head and looked at him with a gray toolkit in his hand, "What are you going to let me eat?" β
"Udon. May I? β
"Hmm......"
"Add another egg."
"Yes." She laughed, as if she had forgotten all the pressure, and what had happened before.
Naruse turned back again, "Then let's wait a little longer." β
"Okay."
She went to the living room with her toolkit, Naruse stared at the pot, and suddenly remembered that Naoko was still waiting at home, so she sent her a message saying that she would go back later.
After boiling the noodles, adding chopped green onions and eggs, Morimi said that he would eat them in the living room, and Naruse brought them over.
"Is there only one bowl?"
"Isn't it enough, then I'll cook a little more."
"I mean Naruse himself."
"Dinner, I'll be home later."
She didn't say anything, picked up chopsticks, picked up a noodle and brought it to her mouth.
"Hot ......"
"Be careful."
She blew and sucked the whole noodle into her mouth, the smile on her face reappearing.
"It tastes so good, it's more than I expected."
"You're just overly hungry."
Naruse glanced at the broken book that was set aside, and it seemed to have been repaired.
He reached for it, and Morimi's eyes suddenly widened, and with noodles stuffed in his mouth, he could only sigh twice.
With a click, the book fell off the crusty cover and slammed on the table.
ββ¦β¦β
Naruse looked at Morimi, she swallowed the noodles, and looked at him too, "I haven't made it up yet." All the work has been wasted. β
Slightly embarrassed, he looked at the kit next to him again.
"Just glue it, I'll ...... it."
"βleave it alone."
The professional gave a warning, and he submissively retracted his hand.
"I'll talk about it when I'm done." Morimi took off his foggy glasses and took another sip of noodles.
(End of chapter)