Chapter 390: Focusing on a huge amount of information

The woman's question caused the crowd, which had been quiet for a few seconds, to explode again.

The upright woman next to her frowned and scolded her: "Don't talk nonsense! We all know that Naoki and Koasai are destined to get married. I even talked to Reiko that day, and other children also have this intention."

"Do I know about this kind of thing? I just want to ask..." The long-tongued woman rolled her eyes at her and turned to look at others: "Don't look at me asking questions all day long, but I know the things about our village best.

, If you really want to find someone in the village who can marry a beautiful wife in the future, she can only be a son of their Natsume family."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just whether we are worthy or not... I think our little Naoki is really capable of this."

Others are indeed thinking about this issue in their hearts. They all regard Naoki as one of their own family members, a child they have watched grow up. Although everyone knows that Natsume Naoki and Asai Maorou are in love, but seeing Naoki in a big city

The glamorous girls who come here will inevitably show off their treasures for comparison.

My own incompetent son had no choice but to think that the most handsome young man in the village would do well, right?

Everyone thought about it carefully and nodded, thinking that with Natsume Naoki's family background and his ability to go to a big city to experience and work in life, he would have this opportunity.

He must be good-looking and capable. He is destined to be a young man who will make his way in the big city, and he is naturally worthy of a good girl in the city.

Just when everyone was talking, a man came out of the main room of the Murata family. He was the son of Murata's uncle's family. He was in his forties. He had traveled south when he was young and had experienced the bubble economic crisis. He was considered a knowledgeable person in the village.

Just now, I was chatting with the big boss in the main room with Murata. At this time, I came out in a panic. It seemed that I had heard something terrible.

"Hey, Murata...Murata Kawara!" everyone shouted. Murata Kawara is the name of Murata's uncle's son, and Natsume Naoki's familiar Murata uncle's name is Imakawa. "Why are you in such a panic?"

"Humans are creatures that constantly forget important memories and accumulate trivial matters in their brains. I have always been thinking that the human brain is very similar to the memory of a computer. Why not evolve the ability to delete memories by choice?

What? Just like data can be deleted and backed up, humans will never forget important things."

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"It's not that I'm afraid of being alone." Asai looked at him quietly, his eyes a little lonely: "I just don't like being alone."

"That's right! Our two aesthetics are unexpectedly the same!"

"It's delicious." She praised it calmly, and then looked at Natsume Naoki: "Maybe it's your gentleness that leads to so many rotten peach blossoms on your body."

Natsume Naoki was startled by this look, remembering the time before and after the shrine festival when she was forgotten by the world.

It must be hard to be lonely when no one remembers and no one notices, right?

So he walked forward and hugged Asai gently.

"Yes, yes. Speaking of which, is it possible that the boss inside is a board member of the consortium?"

"There's really nothing I can do about you." Natsume Naoki shook his head: "If it's too much trouble, I'll help you measure it after the banquet is over. Don't do everything by yourself... Although I still don't agree with selling the house.

"

"You sit with Qianzuru for a while first. Mr. Murata and I still have something to talk about." Amamiya Konma smiled and said: "I saw the banquet outside. It was very grand. I was flattered... We will go out later.

Say, don’t keep the neighbors and folks waiting.”

She closed the book and saw the bag Naoki Natsume was holding: "What did you buy?"

Natsume Naoki was a little embarrassed. He brought strawberry mousse to Mao, wine-filled chocolate to Nanami Night, and of course he also brought some food to Amamiya Chizuru.

"If this is really the case, Natsume's son is no longer worthy of him."

"Listen to your two uncles." Natsume Naoki nodded, and then sat next to Amamiya Chizuru. Only then did he realize that Nanami Ye was also there.

Everyone agreed, but there was a hint of unnoticeable reluctance on everyone's face.

It was just that she was looking at the decoration of Murata's house and the cheap handmade paintings on the walls in the side room, and finally her eyes rested on those beautifully crafted wooden furniture.

"Does this mean we have a chance to work in the Amamiya Consortium?"

The bodyguards guarding the yard are all confidants brought from Tokyo. They often secretly escort the young lady to school. Naturally, they have met Natsume Naoki.

As she spoke, she inserted a large piece of cake into her mouth like a revenge.

"I also think the school nurse today is very beautiful," Natsume Naoki retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "Actually, I should call her aunt. She was called her like that when she was a child."

It's as if his son is not worthy of someone else's girl.

Natsume Naoki realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly showed a harmless expression, waved his hand and explained: "Don't think wrongly."

Just thinking that the boss who came today was a corporate representative of the Amamiya Consortium made the villagers feel that his daughter was out of reach. If they knew the identity of Amamiya Konma, I wonder if they would still dare to watch and watch here.

Enough to judge.

When she saw him coming in, her eyes lit up and she called him to come to the side.

But she would never say this.

"Damn it, stop guessing." Finally, a middle-aged man who was the most virtuous and respected in the crowd stopped the gossip: "Naoki will definitely marry an orphan from the Asai family in the future. There is no point in discussing this anymore."

"Measuring the area, I only found the area of ​​the house on the real estate certificate. The yard was expanded later." Asai stood up and glanced at him, then put away the tape measure and recorded it carefully in the notebook.

At this time, he rushed in with an opaque bag, but the group of people didn't stop him and let him go without even asking.

"The Amemiya Foundation is..."

“Very touching.”

But Asai didn't seem to hear it, and quickly ate the whole chunk of strawberry mousse.

"?"

"She will leave tomorrow night." Natsume Naoki replied.

Asai rolled his eyes at him: "There are many good people in the world, and you want them all?"

"I can see that Nanami's school doctor has good taste, but I personally don't like boots." Amamiya Chizuru said as she looked at Nanami's attire.

During that time, she was forgotten by everyone, including herself.

"Then it should be simpler." Natsume Naoki smiled, holding her shoulders with both hands and said: "I will not forget you, and I will never let you bear everything by yourself again."

Then he took out a large bag of wine-filled chocolates and put them in the refrigerator.

Asai came to the table and looked at the fresh strawberry mousse, took out a small spoon and put it on his lips, then clasped his hands together and silently said "Let's start" in his heart, and took a small bite.

"this……"

"I always thought that the school doctor had already left for school." Amamiya Chizuru whispered: "The staff will report for duty the day after tomorrow."

"Say something meaningless." Asai lowered his eyebrows, but looked very happy.

"Eat less, you will have to eat later." Natsume Naoki advised.

"When you post a sales advertisement, you must at least state the true situation clearly."

"Leave a note for my aunt in case she doesn't know there is food in the refrigerator. The clerk told me that it's best to eat it all within today, otherwise the taste will be affected."

Amamiya Chizuru had already entered the room and was sitting there, doing nothing and looking a little bored.

Everyone cheered. After all, Murata Kawara has some knowledge. He knows that it is not an easy task to serve a boss of this level well. He hurriedly said a few words to everyone, and then hurried to the kitchen to keep an eye on him. He must take out the food for today's banquet.

Only the highest standard in the village!

But after he had gone far and all the villagers were overly excited, the talkative woman brought the topic back again.

"You guessed it, I owe you a mango mousse." Naoki Natsume walked to the coffee table and took out the strawberry mousse: "When you get back to Tokyo, go to your favorite dessert shop to eat."

As soon as Natsume Naoki opened the door of the main room, he saw Uncle Murata sitting very reservedly on the sofa, and Konma Amamiya sitting upright, looking calm and easy-going, with a warm smile on his face.

People thought about it for a while and finally reluctantly accepted this fact.

"Yes, the smell is too strong when wearing these boots."

"I won't allow you to say that you are bad." Natsume Naoki smiled and said, "Senior sisters and the others are also good people."

Panini was bought for her, and this Italian-style sandwich might suit her taste.

Almost under Asai's murderous gaze, Natsume Naoki grabbed the remaining panini and fled out of the house, rushing into the Murata house.

"What about that? I'm going to visit Uncle Murata's house first. Uncle Amamiya has already gone. It wouldn't be good if I don't go and say hello."

Nanami wore a pair of boots that went above her knees today. Only tall women can wear these boots. Naoki Natsume thought this might be the reason why Chizuru Amamiya didn't like boots.

When Amamiya Konma saw Natsume Naoki coming in, he nodded slightly and said, "Natsume-kun."

Natsume Naoki thoughtfully said: "I don't really like boots either."

"If it's a big shot in the Amamiya Consortium, there's really nothing we can do about it."

The onlookers looked at each other in confusion, wondering why in front of Zhishu, no matter who wanted to enter, they had to stop and question them? Even those who brought bags and packages had to be opened and checked.

What other food can be better than this dessert that Brother Naoki specially went to town to buy?

"I guess it's mango mousse."

Natsume Naoki entered the room with a smile: "If you guess it right, I'll give you the strawberry mousse."

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Asai squatting in the corner in the yard, not knowing what he was doing.

The Amamiya Foundation's influence in Japan and its relationship with national life are similar to the influence of the Samsung Foundation on South Korea. It is just that for some reasons, it cannot guide politics like Samsung. But its huge economic energy is all

Man's tried, untouchable asset monster.

He whispered: "I saw you a lot later, and this trouble has been bothering me until I met you, until I couldn't sleep and didn't want to forget you... We continue to witness, remember, and finally fight against forgetfulness. This is what it means to be human."
To be continued...