On Sunday morning, Naruse got up and stayed in his room, looking through his notes.
Through recent private investigations and some situations he has witnessed with his own eyes, he basically already knows Shangzi's current situation in the club.
But he thought repeatedly about how to help her get out of this situation, but still had no definite idea.
As he told Haixing, despite being targeted by some of them, Shangzi still gained a lot of happiness when communicating with other fellow craftsmen and doing activities together.
If you quit the handicraft club, you will lose more than you gain.
If this is the case, can those members of the handicraft club who target Naoko be allowed to withdraw?
After thinking about this idea for a while, Naruse found that it was even more difficult to implement it.
Not to mention what means he will use to force those people to resign, the number of people alone is enough to cause shock to the entire handicraft society;
And based on his relationship with Naoko, in the eyes of others, it is difficult not to associate this matter with her, and they may even think that she is taking the lead, which may backfire in the end and make the originally neutral members stand on the other side.
……
Naruse took a long breath and let this thought dissipate with his exhaled breath.
Can we only wait until the end of this school year before the members targeting Shangzi voluntarily withdraw from the club?
After all, the leaders are all second-year students. As a rule, they will basically choose to quit the club after entering the third grade.
And if Shangzi successfully takes over and becomes the next minister, it will be difficult for the remaining classmates to target him.
Wait...wait?
Naruse leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair.
As for the so-called reconciliation, he has never considered it at all.
Shangzi did nothing wrong.
After being in a daze for a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs. He put away his notes and picked up a book. Naoko quickly opened the door and came in.
"Chunhai, the bus is almost here."
"Yeah."
Naruse got up and went downstairs. When he was changing shoes at the door, Naoko brought an umbrella over.
"It might rain."
He looked at the gloomy sky outside and took the umbrella.
After raging all night and day, Typhoon No. 12 finally reluctantly turned around and drifted towards the Pacific Ocean last night.
Although it is basically sunny after the typhoon passes, it is difficult to say that it has completely left by looking at the rolling dark clouds outside.
Naruse stood up, picked up the umbrella, and said, "I'm going out."
Shangzi saw each other off at the door, "Be careful on the road."
The uniform store in Dotemachi called yesterday and said that his new uniforms have been made and can be picked up at any time.
And Shangzi didn't go out with him because he had other things to do.
After waiting at the platform for a short while, Naruse got on the bus smoothly.
When he came to the city, he didn't forget the uniform store he had already visited once, and quickly came to the door.
"Welcome."
"I'll get the uniform."
After reporting his school and name, after a few minutes of waiting, Naruse finally got his complete set of uniforms at the new school.
There is a fitting room in the store for students to try on uniforms so that they can adjust or even exchange them directly in the store.
Although he didn't think it was necessary, it would be a trouble if it really didn't fit. Naruse got into the fitting room and tried on all the summer clothes, winter clothes and sportswear.
After changing back into my own clothes, I walked out of the fitting room and was greeted by a store clerk.
"Is it okay? If you feel that the trousers are too long or otherwise inappropriate, you can ask for modifications now."
"No problem." Naruse shook his head, "It fits very well."
"That's good."
The young female clerk smiled slightly and stared at his face for a while, "I always feel that your face is somewhat similar to that of a certain star."
"Really?"
"But I can't tell which male celebrity it is... is it my imagination?" the female clerk looked at him and said.
Naruse just smiled and did not remind her to change her mind and consider the female star.
After taking the uniform and leaving, there was still a lot of time in the morning, and he planned to go shopping at the second-hand store near the Central Station.
"Hope to open today..."
With the typhoon raging in the past two days, there were very few people going out, and some small shops simply closed their doors. Naruse only hoped that the antique shop was not among them.
Arriving near the station, he searched for a while and breathed a sigh of relief.
The store is still open.
The person standing at the counter was no longer the female college student last time, but a young man. He was busy with his head down and looked up when he heard the movement, slightly surprised.
"Welcome."
Naruse nodded and walked into the store. He found a pile of disassembled parts in front of him, and he was holding a soldering iron in his hand. It seemed that he was doing repairs.
"Game Boy Advance?" Naruse stopped and looked at it for a while, and recognized the original parts of the pile based on the shell next to it.
"Yeah."
The shop owner responded and looked at him again, "This machine is too old and several capacitors on the motherboard are broken."
Capacitor...
Naruse glanced at several small cylinders placed nearby, "Are you replacing them?"
Second-hand shops recycle old items, usually do some maintenance or repairs, and then sell them.
"Yeah."
The shopkeeper nodded, then stopped and looked at him for a while, "Do you know me?"
Naruse was stunned, "I don't know."
"Oh." He simply responded without saying anything else.
Naruse had to ask: "Who are you?"
"I am the owner of this medieval shop, Chao Yueming."
The other party continued: "I can only remember things, not people, but you seem familiar, so I think you may be a guest who has been here before."
They had indeed never met before. Naruse guessed the reason and couldn't help but smile.
"I came here once, but the person who received me was a female college student."
Chao Yueming thought for a while, "That's Xiao Tao, my junior in college."
Naruse didn't know him, so he didn't say anything.
The medieval shopkeeper looked at the bag in his hand again.
"We don't accept ordinary clothes here. If you're looking for a second-hand clothing store, there seems to be one over there in Dotemachi."
"..."
Naruse couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is not for sale."
"That's it." Chao Yueming nodded without any embarrassment, picked up the soldering iron and continued working, "Please take a look."
Strange shopkeeper, Naruse thought.
But that's okay, he doesn't like to be interrupted by enthusiastic people when visiting second-hand stores.
"Can I put this here?"
"Please."
Naruse placed the uniform he had just received at the counter and began to wander around the store.
Although he had already browsed around every corner when he came here last time, he still enjoyed it as he was immersed in the old things surrounding him.
This time he noticed some details: the labels of some second-hand products will specifically indicate that they have been repaired.
If nothing else, it should all be the work of shop owner Chao Yueming.
When he passed the front desk again, he stopped and looked at it for a while.
The GBA game console has been repaired, assembled and set aside. What is being disassembled now is an even older-looking radio.
Naruse looked next to him and saw an amplifier of unknown age and a guitar on the ground. He asked casually: "Mr. Shioyuki, can you repair anything?"
Chao Yueming shook his head, twisting the screwdriver in his hand, "I can't repair a machine with too complicated internal mechanism, and I can't repair it if I can't find replacement materials."
After removing all the screws, he opened the casing of the radio and then looked at Naruse: "Is there anything you want to repair?"
"No."
Naruse remembered that there seemed to be some old electrical appliances at home, but there was no need to repair them. There was enough space in the warehouse, and he was too lazy to sell them.
"Really?"
As Chao Yueming continued to repair the radio, Naruse turned to look at this small, slightly cramped second-hand shop, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
——It would be great if he could also open a second-hand store like this.
Buzzing.
The phone on the counter vibrated.
Chao Yueming was holding the newly removed circuit board in his hand. He was a little confused for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
"Hello... yes, I am Chaoyue from the second-hand store. Oh, is that right... I want it."
It seems like there’s business, Naruse thought.
After hanging up the phone, Chao Yueming held the phone with some hesitation on his face.
"Someone over there in Soma wants to sell a record player. I want to take it, but the other person asked me to come to collect it in person... So, can you look at the store for me for a while?"