Chapter 268 Mystery Shoppers (2/2)

At that time, his cold demeanor was something he put on in order to do it. Right now, though, it appeared as if his anger had been ignited and it was slowly being fanned as time ticked by.

Xing Han decided that being the 'good' guy wasn't needed in this case anymore.

He was just here to watch the show.

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Sayuri looked at her new apartment.

It was a studio apartment. A super single* bed that had a bookcase at the foot of it, which basically separated it from the living room. There was a small dining table right beside the living room and next to it was the kitchen.

For the first time, she would be living out of her house and on her own. This seemed like a drastic step for her to take, but it's not like she could complain since she had basically failed the past two missions.

Fortunately, she knew how to do basic household chores. Her grandfather was rather 'old school' in the belief that even though they had lots of maids and people working at the house, it did not mean she would do nothing.

Her room was her own responsibility to keep clean. Knowing how to cook was essential as food is the basic necessity of life - grandfather didn't believe in eating out or having meals delivered. Eating with the family once a day was important.

Thus, cooking and cleaning was not an issue.

There was a washing machine, a television and the kitchen had all the necessary equipment (pots and pans, cutlery etc). She opened the fridge and saw that it was well stocked. She closed it and checked the cupboards.

Spices, a box of cereal, were among the items there.

What made her a little bit sad was seeing that there was only one dinnerwear set. She touched the plate, bowl, cup ... running her fingers on them with a sigh.

Alone.

She was alone again.

She turned to look at her apartment, the place that she'd be in for one year and took a deep breath. Grabbing her suitcase that she had left at the door, she went to her closet and started unpacking. She didn't have a lot of personal items.

Her clothes went in quickly and three sets of the Sakura Academy uniform were hung up. Her books were put on the bookshelf and her stationaries on her desk. She gingerly took out a framed photo and put it on her desk.

She sat down, putting her chin on her hands as she looked at the picture.

”Welcome to my new place, Mama and Papa,” she said softly, ”I won't let you down. Just wait and see. Your little Sayu will become stronger.”

She touched the picture, while a tear fell down her cheek.

”I promise.”