Chapter 266 Mom, I was so awesome when I was young

The second time he walked into this door, Natsume Naoki regained some familiar feeling.

It's just that in my memory, I could put my shoes in the shoe cabinet by raising my hand, but now I have to bend down to do so.

"Have you sent your friend out of the village?" Natsume's mother looked at her son who was changing shoes at the entrance and asked: "You have to watch them get on the road. Only when they get home can you completely let go. But they are willing to help you.

This feeling must always be remembered.”

"Yes, I know." Naoki Natsume nodded and replied, "I think he came back after going downhill."

Although he doesn't have many memories of his childhood, he may still remember his parents' kindness and sophistication as they ran a clothing factory in the countryside.

"That's good," she stood there, looking at her son's face full of joy, and said softly: "Come here and let mom take a look."

Natsume Naoki looked at his mother rubbing her hands in anticipation and confusion, thinking that after being away for so long, her mother must also have mixed emotions, right?

It's like knocking over the stove, sour, sweet, bitter and salty are mixed together. Just after tasting this taste, before you can recover, the next taste has been overshadowed.

He stood in front of his mother, opened his arms, and gently took her in his arms.

"I'm having a good time in Tokyo."

"I've grown taller..." Natsume's mother said softly with a sore nose.

"Have you felt better lately?" she asked.

Natsume Naoki replied: "Well, it's better. It's true this time."

“I’m running faster and I’m stronger. The most important thing is that I don’t get sick very often anymore. I had a small cold a few days ago, but other than feeling hot and weak at night, there was nothing else. It was much worse than in junior high school.

It’s so much better to have a cold and almost end up in the intensive care unit.”

Listening to her son's comfort, she felt bad in her heart.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"Mom, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. I get sentimental easily when I get old." She shook her head, put on a relaxed look, and asked, "How are you studying? Are you still struggling now?"

"Well... I did have trouble keeping up with some classes before, but fortunately I have Asai to help me."

"Where's the exam?"

"The final exam questions are very simple, and my study efficiency has improved recently. Mom, you don't have to worry."

Natsume's mother was really thoughtful after listening to her son's words.

"You've become smarter..."

"By the way, Mom, what happened to Asai?" Natsume Naoki frowned slightly: "You told me you would tell me when you get home."

She chuckled when she heard this and teased: "You're still called Asai?"

"Otherwise, we can't call her by name." He spread his hands and said, "I want to be more intimate, but I guess she won't be happy if I call her by name."

Maybe he would even glare at me with a vicious look?

Like a maid showing off her panties with a look of disgust on her face.

"Young people should be brave enough to try. Don't always think about what girls think...how will you know if you don't try?"

She looked at her son with crooked eyes and said with a smile.

"How's your luck lately?" She didn't wait for Natsume Naoki to answer, and suddenly changed the subject: "You also know what mom did before I married your dad. If you're not lucky, maybe you will

I’ll transfer it to you!”

"Before marrying my dad?" Natsume Naoki frowned and thought for a long time, "Is this something I should know?"

After hearing what her son said, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly slapped her forehead.

Forgot about it.

My son has forgotten many things, especially memories before he was eight years old.

"Your mother and I used to work in a shrine," she paused, then continued: "Anyway, maybe I can change my precious son's life."

Natsume Naoki subconsciously thought that her mother might have been a part-time miko.

This is also a profession in Japan, especially those shrines that have gradually been merged into residential areas or parks after urban development. They need such temporary workers to help with daily maintenance and cleaning.

This type of shrine maiden is divided into part-time job and professional job. Most of the part-time job is done by girls who are related to the shrine during the holidays. The professional job is like a flight attendant or a supermarket cashier, which is regarded as a serious job and can be taken up after interview training.

Unlike ancient times, in modern society, it is quite popular for girls to work part-time as witches in shrines to do less tiring work.

From this, many girls relied on this kind of work to make a living until they became full-time wives after getting married——

In traditional Japanese philosophy, married women generally do not work.

"I have never believed in such mysterious things as luck," Natsume Naoki shook his head: "I just think I might be a little unlucky."

After some insinuations, Natsume's mother already had a rough idea in her mind.

At this time, Asai had already packed up his things, placed the luggage of two people and went downstairs. He just walked down the stairs.

Natsume's mother looked at Asai, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes.

"Mao-chan, you worked very hard."

The sudden words caught Asai off guard. She was slightly startled at first, then a light flashed in her eyes, and then she just nodded calmly.

"Everything is according to the contract and I should do it." She replied.

Natsume's mother walked over and hugged Asai gently, stroking her hair and said softly: "There is no need to force yourself too much. Here, Auntie, you are also a child."

"Aunt... thank you." Asai's two hands that were originally frozen in mid-air gently hugged Aunt Natsume.

Natsume Naoki stood there and watched, folding his arms, thinking deeply.

Now that he is no longer a single-core processor with Comprehension 3, this kind of problematic conversation obviously has a deeper meaning.

Obviously he didn't want to hear anything.

"Mom, where is my diary?" he asked.

"In your room, make sure I don't peek."

"Didn't you see it?" Natsume Naoki was stunned: "Didn't you say on the phone that you had seen it?"

"I only read the title page, and the password behind it is required." She smiled slightly: "Don't worry, although the password book will be opened with a light break, but when you used this kind of thing to write the diary, didn't you just want to tell me and your dad not to do it?

Peeping? Mom is still open-minded."

It’s actually a codebook?

I am becoming more and more curious about the contents of the diary written in the memory I lost.

"But..." Mom said with a meaningful smile: "Just by looking at the contents of the title page, I can conclude that the things inside must be very interesting."

"I'll go take a look." Natsume Naoki said and went upstairs.

He had felt vaguely restless before returning to Hokkaido. There must be some secret in that diary that he urgently needed to know.

This sixth sense comes from looking in the bathroom mirror every morning after waking up.

"Why be anxious? The diary won't run away on its own." Natsume's mother shook her head and said, "Let's eat first. It's been a long time since the whole family sat down to eat together... Your dad should be back, I heard the sound of the car."

Natsume Naoki listened carefully when he heard the words, and then he could vaguely hear the sound of the engine, which should be right outside the door.

Such a small voice is extremely familiar to my mother, just like when I was a child, I could always hear my parents' footsteps outside the door and the sound of my own car downstairs.

The door was opened, and a man wearing a windbreaker and stars and moonlight walked into the house and hung his hat on the coat rack at the door.

"I'm back, Reiko!" The man didn't even change his shoes and couldn't wait to walk in from the entrance: "Where is my son?"
Chapter completed!