11 11 Dear Angel, First (1/2)
”... Phew, it's beautiful”
At the end of the day, I spent the day cleaning the house around me.
It had been a few hours to clean up my personal belongings on the floor, and then it was completely sunset when I washed my clothes, took the dust off the shelves and lights and wiped the windows and vacuumed them.
The sun I saw when midday arrived is completely hidden, proving how long the struggle between the two lasted.
However, thanks to it, the room around me was clean so that I could see it differently.
Nothing extra has fallen on the floor and the flooring is dewy, and there is no stain on the windowsills and sashes. The lighting also removes dust and is brighter than before.
I also cleaned the surrounding room, but there was no object falling on the floor, so I was able to relax.
”I didn't know it would take all day to get here.”
”It's so messy...”
”What you did.”
”You're right.”
I only lay flat on my attitude because I can't lift my head to the angel and savior (because I was refused the dugout), and I glimpse the midday that has exhausted me so far.
At midday, when he bothered to spend a precious holiday, he tied up a garbage bag at all.
It doesn't mean I don't seem grumpy for the sake of dialogue, but rather I can see achievement. However, slight fatigue was also on his face. I let her work all day for nothing, so I guess it's natural.
I was tempted to let her cook more dinner after this.
Whether there is a recommendation here or not, I'm tired but I'm sorry that I let it move further.
”I don't even feel like shopping for dinner anymore, or would you like a pizza? Exactly. Let me be extravagant today. I usually get screwed up.”
”But”
”If you don't like eating with me, ask for one and take it home.”
I don't want to eat with Zhou. If that's what you have to do, you can take one home.
It means labor and gratitude rather than wanting to eat together, so I don't mind eating alone.
”... I'm not. I never asked for pizza or anything, so I was just surprised.”
”Oh, don't you?”
”... because I don't ask for pizza even though I'm alone... I'll make it”
”It's amazing to get to the idea of making it.”
Normally, if you want pizza, you should have a choice between going out and eating out.
Few people would bother to make it out of fabric to imitate it so laboriously.
That's the idea of a good cook, that kind of comes to mind.
”It's not weird to take anything out, I usually ask you alone. Or is it impossible for the family to go alone?”
”Never been there in the first place.”
”That's unusual. I usually go alone, and my parents go to the family when they want to get out of hand. Your parents weren't eating out.”
”... because our helper was cooking dinner”
”You're quite rich to help.”
If they say wealthy people, I'm convinced.
Sometimes it was done beautifully, and clothes and belongings were superior.
As far as the atmosphere and education of the product is concerned, it seems more like it is not strange.
The person smiled softly at Zhou's words.
”Well, I think you're relatively wealthy.”
I said something extra, and I regretted that the midday grin was not a joy, a pride or anything, but rather a masochistic grin could be called a self-derision.
I talked about my parents before and they gave it back in a cold voice somewhere, and probably not a good fold with my parents.
Sounds like a part you shouldn't really touch, and I didn't even think to find out any more about Zhou.
There are one or two things that humans don't want to be known or touched. Being a no-touch would be a courtesy to someone you're not even so close to.
”Well, isn't it going to be a good experience? Look, I like it.”
Show a pizza ad at midday that was gone, without touching on the subject of the parent.
Zhou is also the store that I am asking for a little bit, and is the best store I know of that provides courier service.