Ome Quartet of Snow Country

Chapter 564 Preparation for the Flea Market

Around ten o'clock in the morning, the sun has risen to a higher position.

There were no clouds in the sky, and the sun was shining directly on the uncovered playground. In late September, when the heat has not completely subsided, it was still a bit unbearable to stay here for a long time.

Glancing at the parasol above his head, Morimi took a sip of cold drink and shrank his neck due to the cold. Then he looked at the mock courtroom set up as a trial scene not far away, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Through Takigawa Hikaru's inquiries, she now knew the reason why they chose to "hold court" under the scorching sun.

——Using the scorching sun to simulate the high and majestic law itself, this unbearable feeling can also be understood as the feeling of sitting on pins and needles when standing in court.

"Do high school students of this age have some brain problems?"

Morimi was still looking over there, but he said to his companions beside him, "It's either that he is shameless and lacks the basic common sense of public order and good customs, or he has too many delusions and likes to involve completely unrelated things. Japan's The future may really be hopeless.”

"..."

Takigawa Hikaru didn't know whether she was laughing at those court lovers or laughing at herself, so she smiled in response and said nothing.

She glanced back, and Mori Jian suddenly sat up straighter.

"Isn't the girl in the innermost row on the right looking in bad shape?"

Hikaru Takigawa turned his head and looked over again, took a few glances, stood up and walked out of the parasol.

Now that she had passed, Morimi continued to sit, watching her go over to ask about the girl's situation, and then directly helped her over.

"well enough?"

"Hmm..." The girl responded, sat under the umbrella, and wiped the terrifying amount of sweat on her forehead.

"Don't get heat stroke." Morimi reminded, "There's no sunshine here, so we'd better go to a really cool place to stay."

Takigawa Hikaru also suggested the same thing. The girl looked at the moot court over there, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed.

Watching her walking towards the exit of the playground, Morimi looked at the moot court again and asked, "When will they end the simulation?"

Takigawa raised his hand and said, "When that person is sentenced to death."

"..."

Sen Jian was speechless.

She wanted to say that instead of continuing to show off here, she might as well do it immediately. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw several people coming in carrying a plastic storage box at the entrance of the playground.

"The second stall holder is here."

Before the two of them could react, Naruse, who was closer, had already stood up and went to help lift him.

He carried the box to the registration area, asked for the names of the classes, and asked them to open the box, confirmed the number of items inside, and then took out a number plate from one of the two cardboard boxes in front of him.

"number 36."

Handing out the number plate, Naruse turned around and pointed to the venue that had been arranged behind him, "The third row, the sixth stall, the numbers are all posted on the umbrellas, it's easy to find."

"Oh, okay."

Under another parasol nearby, two people from the student union came over to help carry things.

After moving the things over, it was their own business to set up the stalls.

Naruse looked back for a moment, then looked at the time.

After the roll call meeting in the morning, he came here and set up the venue with the people from the student union.

It was just after ten o'clock. According to the agreement made in the notice a few days ago, the stall owners participating in the flea market also came over one after another carrying their things.

As he was watching, the school radio rang.

"The flea market event organized by the Department of All Things Restoration has now entered the stage for stall owners to enter the venue. Students who have successfully registered are asked to bring stall items to the venue as soon as possible for decoration."

After the first broadcast, Morimi and Hikaru Takigawa also returned to his side under the umbrella.

"After broadcasting such an announcement, we will be busy soon."

"It's just about signing in and picking booth numbers, so there's not much work to do." Naruse gestured to a few student union volunteers under the tent next to him, "I've left all the physical work to them."

He glanced at the mock court not far away again, "That girl just now can't stand in the sun anymore?"

Both of them smiled, and Morimi said, "I'm almost suffering from heatstroke."

"I don't know if she has felt the majesty of the law..."

"Stop talking sarcastically." She sat down next to him, "Everyone is here and ready to work."

Naruse looked towards the entrance of the playground, and several figures carrying things were walking towards this direction.

After a while, they stopped in front of him one after another.

Naruse looked at the senior standing at the front and still had some impression of his face, "Name and class."

"Third year Class B, Maeda Hiroki."

He searched for it on the form, checked it, and then looked at the things he had brought. It was not too much, so he felt in the cardboard box on the left and took out a number plate.

"No. [-]." He pointed behind him, "Just go forward." Next to him, Morimi also called the two girls who came with him to register and quickly selected a stall.

"NO.19, go to the end in the second row."

"Ah good."

Takigawa Mitsunori and the people from the student union helped move things, and the group of people who just came were quickly finished.

"Where did the starfish go?" Morimi suddenly noticed that he hadn't seen the starfish for a long time.

"I asked her to do something." Naruse said.

"whats the matter?"

"Let her pretend it's her first time here, start from the school gate, and see if she can be guided all the way here smoothly by the signs on the road."

Sen smiled and said, "It should be no problem. The students will pay so much attention to it that they won't make mistakes in important guidance."

"I hope so."

While the two were talking, a small truck stopped at the entrance to the playground.

Naruse glanced at it from a distance. The girl who got off the car looked familiar. She was probably the stall owner who signed up, so he reminded the people from the student union to help carry it.

The other party also prepared a small cart, moved it from the back of the truck, and pushed a cart full of potted plants over.

After signing in and drawing a stall number, she pushed the trolley twice before moving all the potted plants.

Morimi kept looking back, "Is it really possible to sell it? Don't go through all this trouble. Those flowers and plants won't be able to stand it anymore."

"Ishino-san should have experience in taking care of her." Naruse said, looking at the minivan preparing to leave outside the playground, "It says 'Ishino Flower Shop' on the car... Do you have any impressions?"

"No. But if you go to that store and buy a bouquet of flowers for me, I will be impressed."

He smiled and quickly agreed, "If there is a chance."

Takigawa Hikaru looked at the two of them and said nothing.

Morimi turned to look at her, "Do you want Hikaru too?"

"...I don't care."

She looked at Naruse, "I want it too."

"There will be."

He responded, looked at Hikaru Takigawa, and then looked at the entrance to the playground.

The all-pervasive school broadcast, which was circulated twice, reminded most of the stall owners who had been prepared. At this time, they all carried their things and came towards the playground.

There will inevitably be chaos when there are too many people. Fortunately, the volunteers sent by the student union to maintain order also came here after the broadcast. At this time, they went over to guide them and made them line up in two lines.

Naruse and Mori looked at each other, and everything had been arranged in advance. At this time, it was proceeding in an orderly manner and with high efficiency.

"NO.11."

"number 27."

"Number four."

After completing the sign-in and registration, the stall owners who got their number plates went to find their own stalls and set them up intensively.

Each stall is provided with a parasol and a basic platform for placing things, and the rest is up to the stall owner.

The queue was getting bigger and bigger, and Naruse barely had time to stop.

He lowered his head to find his name on the form and ticked the back. Another person came forward without raising his head and said, "Class name."

"Hey, second-year Class C...it's me."

Naruse looked up and saw Haixing watching him from outside.

"Whatever line you are in...come in."

She walked around the table and stood inside. Just as she was about to report her work, he already looked at the team in front of her.

"Next person."

"..."

Haixing curled his lips and swallowed his words, knowing that he was very busy now.

The queue connecting the entrance to the playground and the field here continued to grow, reaching a certain point, and then slowly shortened.

From not being able to see the end of the line, to a dozen people remaining, to only a few people remaining, the morning slowly passed.

After working for more than an hour and ticking the last name on the form, Naruse let out a sigh of relief.

"This is your number plate, number three. The flea market officially opens in half an hour, so please prepare as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)