9 09 Operation Angels Cleaning (1/2)

Zhou doesn't like chores in general, but the worst part is cleaning.

Cooking cannot be done if the appearance and deliciousness of the dish are to be disregarded in advance of injury.

If it looks very bad and the taste is unfortunate under the idea that it should be heated to fit in the stomach, it doesn't mean that it can't be made at all.

Of course, I don't want to eat it or make it, so I don't want to.

I don't have a problem with laundry because I have trouble with my life if I can't do it in the first place.

I have a means called coin laundry if I have to, and I usually just put it in the washing machine and turn it with detergent and water, so I do it without any problems.

I just couldn't help cleaning it around.

”I don't know what to do”

Holiday, at midday and the tree kept telling me to clean it up, it was the circumference where I finally lifted my heavy hips, but he was on the way to where to start.

I know I'm bad, but I can't figure out how to clean it up because I'm overflowing.

I couldn't help but wash the sheet and dry the futon.

How do I clean it from here?

Clothes and magazines are scattered, so I don't have a footstool for it.

Fortunately during the misfortune, food-related waste can smell like boulder, so it can be discarded immediately, so there is no such thing as bad odor or oil stains. It's just so scattered.

I am in trouble because the mess is terrible.

When I sighed softly, the doorway chime rang.

Oh, and my voice spills.

A visitor I'm used to already, rather than a grace from heaven and a delivery man who just gives and returns, but now I felt like a savior.

Trying to get to the front door early, I open the door as I nearly fell over the lack of scaffolding and laid my hands on the wall.

”Sorry, I collected the tupper a little bit earlier... what are you doing”

”... was trying to clean it”

If I showed my face at midday as I fell ill, I was looked at subtly.

”It sounded amazing right now”

”... almost fell”

”I guess. Cleaning, it hasn't even started, has it?

”He was giving me a way out.”

”I guess.”

If this is so bad, it will, too, make Zhou cling his cheeks to the same abominable opinion, but there is no way to deny it.

Besides, if she gets rotten here, she won't even be able to talk to me about cleaning.