Ome Quartet of Snow Country

Chapter 549 Bad Idea

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Hikaru Takigawa left alone.

Passing by the cafe in front of the school, she didn't say hello to Haixing and went home directly.

"Welcome back. Let's eat... light tonight?"

Mrs. Takigawa sat on the sofa and turned to look at the stairs. Her daughter went straight upstairs to her room without responding to her greeting.

My daughter's state hasn't been quite right recently. She seems to have become mature and stable, but it's more like she's stuck in her thoughts.

She thought for a while, then got up and went to the second floor, knocking on the door of the room.

"Light?"

"...I want to rest for a while."

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Mrs. Takigawa stood at the door for a while, "Let's have croquettes tonight."

"Well, I see."

Takigawa Hikaru lay on the bed with his arms across his eyes. He didn't put them down until he heard the footsteps outside gradually getting smaller.

"..."

The blurred vision gradually became clearer. She stared at the ceiling for a while, then closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

Before the raised hand touched his lips, the previous touch in that club room came to mind.

Warm, irresistible touch.

It wasn't the first time they'd kissed - if kissing was just the contact of each other's lips.

This was indeed the first time she really felt the feeling of kissing.

The more raw she is, the more skilled he is.

Slightly tough but patient, he slowly guided her at his own pace.
"..."

When he came back to his senses, his face had become hot.

Takigawa Hikari turned over and closed his eyes, thinking about himself taking the initiative again.

She opened her eyes and stared out the window, but there was nothing outside the window, and the invisible wind could not blow away what she was trying to escape.

The sight that had nowhere to rest returned to the room again.

She huddled up, trying to hide herself from her sight.

She slowly closed her eyes again.

"Chunhai..."

It was Friday afternoon in a blink of an eye.

After school time, Yanagisawaoka rarely procrastinated, saying a few words and then ended.

Naruse packed up his things for a while and turned around. The boys in the back of the classroom who were responsible for making cultural festival decoration props were already busy.

"The past two days have been quite decent," Morimi said.

"Ah."

"Thanks to my man."

He smiled and looked back, "Will you go over now?"

"Well." She stood up with her schoolbag in hand, "Don't be too early, at least until after 05:30."

She also has to go to the study school today, but after all it is already Friday, and she also wants to take a little rest, so she will only have afternoon classes today and have dinner with them as usual in the evening.

"It won't be too early. Naoko has gotten at least five points," Naruse said.

Morimi nodded and left with Ogasawara.

He was also about to go to the club room, but before he could leave the classroom, Cultural Festival Executive Committee member Eguchi-san blocked him.

"Naruse, do you have time to take a look at it for me?"

"Look at what?"

"this."

He handed over a form with a plan on it.

"It's a bit too detailed."

Naruse glanced at it twice and felt that the form was full of pressure, "Such a detailed plan is very laborious to implement. Don't be so anxious, there are still two weeks."

"What should I do?"

"Delete it if you can."

"what?"

"I can't bear it."

"Um……"

Naruse took the pen in his hand and said, "Then I will delete it for you."

He crossed out the contents of the form quickly and returned it to the executive committee member along with the pen.

"The plan only makes sense if it can be executed smoothly." Naruse comforted him.

"All right……"

He chatted with him for a few more words, and when he looked up again, Shangzi was already waiting outside the classroom.

"Let's go."

The two of them went downstairs to the club. Shangzi said, "The Russian matryoshka doll that I brought over yesterday has been repaired."

"So fast?" "Well, because it's not too broken."

"Does it take time for the adhesive to dry?"

"It has been left in the club room all night."

Arriving at the handicraft club, Naruse took over the Russian matryoshka doll that was just a pile of fragments yesterday from one of the club members. He looked around carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little amazed.

"There are almost no signs of repair..."

"Mainly because the fragments are very complete. But if you look carefully, you can still find tiny cracks on the surface."

"That's enough." Naruse was already satisfied, and he believed that the owner would have the same view.

After leaving the handicraft club with the Russian matryoshka doll, Hikaru Takigawa was waiting at the door of the club when he arrived on the fourth floor.

"Things are fixed."

She took it and was a little surprised, "It almost didn't look like it had been broken."

"Right." Naruse opened the door and let her in. "Contact that... first-year classmate and tell her she can come and get it."

"Ah."

Hikaru Takigawa put down the ceramic ornaments and sent a message to the owner. He received a reply within half a minute.

"She said to come and get it right away."

"Ah."

Before the other party came over, Naruse took some photos of the restored Russian matryoshka doll.

Hikaru Takigawa watched from the side, his eyes first staying on his face for a while, and then moved to the ceramic ornaments.

“The people in the craft club are really great.”

"Yes."

"Naoko is also very capable of thinking of giving full play to the strengths of the members of the handicraft club to help people in need."

He raised his gaze and looked at her, "I think so too."

Hikaru Takigawa looked at the matryoshka dolls on the table again.

Almost five minutes later, a first-year girl appeared at the door of the department and knocked politely.

"come in."

When she saw the restored Russian matryoshka doll on the table, she was more than surprised.

"It can actually be repaired to this extent..."

"You have found the right person." Naruse said.

"Yes." The school girl who couldn't pronounce her name bowed solemnly to him and Takigawa Hikaru to express her gratitude.

"You don't have to be so polite. It's the people from the handicraft club who actually repair it." Naruse pointed at the ornament in her hand, "And even though it's invisible, there are actually some traces. It's best to put it higher and not Place it somewhere easy to reach.”

"Ok."

Naruse wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it for a while, he swallowed it.

The school girl thanked him again and left, leaving only him and Hikari Takigawa in the clubroom.

"Did Harumi want to say something just now?"

He smiled.

"A bad idea. I was afraid of teaching the children badly, so I didn't say it out loud."

She sat down, "What?"

"That Russian matryoshka doll, even after repairing it, you can still see some traces. Sooner or later it will still be discovered that it was broken before..."

"——So Harumi wants her to deliberately place the ornament in a position where it can easily fall, so that her father can break it again?"

"..."

It seems she has as many bad ideas as he does.

Naruse smiled again and continued: "But when I thought about it, breaking it after finally repairing it to this extent is a bit too much. If I were that father, even if I found that it had been broken before, After all, it’s been repaired to that extent, so I won’t be angry… maybe I’ll be a little happy?”

Takigawa Hikari smiled, "Yeah."

The commission was successfully resolved, the client was satisfied, the two people in the restoration department were also happy, and then they were free again.

Naruse stood up and turned around, passed by the door of the club room, and closed the door smoothly.

"..."

Takigawa Hikaru's heart beat faster unconsciously.

"Where are we going to eat tonight?" he asked as he came over.

"It will be all right……"

"Where do you want to go?"

She looked up at him and gave a casual answer, "Izakaya."

"Then let's go to an izakaya."

Naruse didn't care, raised his hand to touch her face, and slowly leaned down.

"..."

She lowered her head, but he still came closer.

"Well……"

She avoided it for a moment, as if just to be able to continue with peace of mind later. She closed her eyes, passively catered to it, and then actively threw herself into it.

She is hopeless...

(End of this chapter)