Book restoration is still an incidental service when the main business of Morimi Furu Honten is the collection and sale of second-hand books. With the gradual shift of business focus in recent years, this service has quietly declined until it was completely cancelled.
And Mori Jian Kazuye has been influenced by the environment since he was a child, and he has also personally helped repair it several times. He can't say that he is proficient in technology, but he is not far behind;
After all, most books only need to be restored to the point where they can be read normally, and the truly valuable ancient books will not be sent to her store.
"Is it in this room?"
Turning on the light, he walked into a room with clutter on the first floor. Morimi rummaged through the clutter for a while, then opened a few cabinets, but found nothing.
"Not here."
The tools for repairing the books were probably brought over during the store renovation two years ago, but she really has no memory of where they were placed.
Pat.
Turning off the lights, closing the sliding door, she returned to the corridor and looked for the next room.
The houses her family inherited from her ancestors were so big that she didn't even know which room contained what, so she had to go from room to room.
"..."
Before he opened the door to the second room, Mori's vision suddenly went dark and his body swayed.
She supported the wall and stood for a while.
Her steps were shaky, her head was hot and dizzy, the consequences of lack of rest and a sleepless night finally appeared, and she had just squatted down and rummaged for a long time.
"Chunhai..."
She suddenly panicked and shouted softly. However, the sound was too soft and could not even be heard in the corridor. Naruse, who was far away in the living room, could not hear it at all.
She didn’t shout a second time.
After a moment of relief, Morimi opened the door, walked into the nearest room and sat down.
"...I thought I was going to die."
If he really died suddenly, he would probably be scared to death.
She couldn't help but chuckle, leaned back, lay down on the tatami, and looked up again.
This was her previous room. She later moved it up because she preferred to stay upstairs, but there are still a lot of her old things here.
"The tools for repairing shouldn't be here either..."
Closing his eyes, Morimi relaxed and let his body lie completely on the tatami.
"Is it in mom and dad's room? Or is it taken to the warehouse..."
No impression, totally unexpected.
After lying down, fatigue came over her like a tide, and she simply stopped thinking about it.
"A bit cold..."
After not sleeping all night, Naruse suddenly came to the door. She had no energy or energy to change clothes, so she came down in her pajamas. At this time, she lay motionless and soon felt the cold.
"It's so cold."
The longer she lay, the less she wanted to move. She could only keep curling up, trying her best to retain the remaining warmth.
"So cold...so cold..."
Gradually, the whispers between the lips lost the guidance of consciousness and turned into even breathing.
Holding herself, the girl curled up into a ball.
......
Putting down the half-read book, Naruse stretched and looked at the entrance to the living room.
"Haven't you found it yet... It seems like a long time has passed."
He has been reading a book, and he only has a vague sense of the passage of time.
"It's so cold."
The living room of Morimi's house was so empty that it made people feel cold just looking at it, not to mention that he sat there for a long time without moving.
The sun shone on the closed lattice door. Naruse stood up and went over, opened the door, and the light reached his body, and he immediately felt the warmth.
There was no wind outside. He thought for a while and simply sat on the edge with his book.
And deep in the Japanese house behind Naruse, in a certain room, Morimi, who was curled up in a ball, suddenly moved and woke up from his sleep.
"It's so cold..."
She hugged herself tightly, opened her eyes, and found herself lying on the ground.
Struggling to sit up, Mori looked around, feeling a little confused.
How could she sleep here?
After a sleepless night, the huge inertia of sleep was still pulling her. At this time, she just wanted to fall back and continue sleeping.
However, the cold is also constantly stimulating and cannot be ignored.
"Quilt..."
Morimi crawled to the nearest closet, took out the bedding and spread it on the floor, then hugged the bed cover.
She got into bed, and after a short period of coldness, the thick warmth hugged her tightly, and the sleepiness that had subsided a little swept over her again.
So warm...I seem to have forgotten something...
Never mind.
She closed her eyes and quickly stopped thinking.
"..."
More than ten minutes later, standing at the door of the opened room, Naruse was silent for a while.
After not seeing anyone for a long time, who would have thought that she was sleeping here?
"This seems to be Morimi's old room."
At the door, I looked at Morimi who was huddled in the bed, and then casually looked around the inside of the room. Naruse didn't go in and closed the door.
It seems that she hasn't found the tools yet, and he has no intention of rummaging around in other people's homes, so he can only come back later.
Leaving the broken book here to be repaired, Naruse left a message on his phone and went home first.
In the room, Morimi, who had been seriously lacking rest for the past few days, fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up all day until dusk.
"..."
Looking at the dim ceiling, she was stunned for a long time before she gradually understood where she was.
Some things are as blurry as a dream.
"Has Naruse been here... Well, has he been here? Or am I dreaming... What time is it now?"
She turned over in the quilt, lowered her head and sniffed again. There was a faint musty smell coming from the quilt, which was the result of not being exposed to the sun for a long time.
After all, she doesn’t live in this room anymore.
After being dazed for a while, Morimi sat up, felt for his glasses and put them on.
She learned the current time through the clock hanging on the wall.
"Five o'clock...five o'clock in the afternoon? Did I sleep all day."
Realizing the actual meaning of sleeping all day, the irritability in my heart also followed.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I originally wanted to correct the mistakes on those papers today..."
But when I lost sleep last night, this plan could no longer be realized.
——She failed the exam at the study school again.
The pressure was overwhelming, and she couldn't even remember how she got home from the school yesterday.
Although her reason kept telling her that failure at this time was not a bad thing and was even beneficial to her, she couldn't help but care.
She cared about it all night.
Once she recalled this, those dark and depressing emotions that made her chest feel tight also emerged again.
She fell back and closed her eyes again, but after lying there all day, she could no longer fall asleep.
"It's so annoying..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but sob and buried her face deeply into the pillow.
After sleeping all day, I will definitely not be able to sleep again tonight. Do I have to catch up on sleep during the day tomorrow?
But what should I do when I go to school the day after tomorrow?
In the dim room, negative emotions kept coming like a tide, but they would not recede. They accumulated in her chest and became heavier and heavier, making her breathless.
"..."
No.
At a certain moment, she suddenly woke up.
You have to do something to distract yourself.
You can't sink deeper and deeper into this kind of emotion, or she will collapse.
Do something...
She couldn't help but put her hand into the bed.
She closed her eyes and sighed to relieve the stress.
"Well..."
The breathing gradually became heavier, accompanied by unconscious humming.
"——Morimi, are you awake?"
The sudden sound in the corridor made her tremble.
Naruse?
It’s been a day, and he’s still staying at her house, hasn’t he gone back?!
Morimi's consciousness suddenly became clear, but his body was out of control.
"Wait...uh!"
Hearing her "response", Naruse opened the door that he had closed before leaving.
Eyes facing each other.
She bit her lip and faced him without reservation.
Naruse was stunned.
The huge impact caused him to temporarily lose the ability to speak, and he opened and closed his mouth several times.
Maybe it was only a few seconds, or maybe half a century later, he finally came to his senses.
"...Sorry to bother you..."
"Wait a minute..."
He immediately closed the door.
Deng Deng Deng Deng——
The sound of panicked footsteps rolling and crawling inside the door was accompanied by crying screams.