I Decided to Cook Because the Losing Potion Was Soy Sauce

Nana came to Yuri's apartment the next holiday, looking at her notes.

Take out your phone and make a call.

Maybe he's at home.

On weekdays, while my husband is at work. He said he was almost at home except to go shopping.

It's supposed to be.

Nana sighs at her ears as she continues to call.

I can't answer.

I've been banned from calling... oh, my God, it's not a boulder.

The apartment is a luxury condominium there. My husband must be making quite a fortune. Yuri has been wearing the same clothes for years.

The most recent time I saw him was wearing a coat that had come to me as a student.

Can you buy new clothes, or won't you buy them? Can you buy them? I was worried, but I remember that sad lonely face when I said I'd drink, and I swallowed the words.

Yuri didn't originally care about clothes and said she liked the coat. The deceased mother had a coat of similar color...

As I remembered, Nana bites her back teeth hard with anger.

Yes, Yuri was forced to dispose of most of her luggage when she got married. I don't know what to do with it.

Most of the images of my deceased parents...

Because it's a condominium, unlike a house, it's so small that I can't help it... but I laughed sadly because I can take small things.

"What, it doesn't look very narrow at all....."

I looked up at the tall apartment.

A high-rise apartment...?

In front of the entrance of the apartment. Once inside the automatic glass door, there is a button to press the number of the room.

If residents don't open the door from the inside, the second door won't open. A well-guarded apartment.

Nana pressed Yuri's room number.

I can hear the call with a small sound. Wait, there's no answer.

Not only can I not answer the phone, but I wonder if I'm really not at home...

Wait about two minutes and press the number again.

Even if I wait a while, there is still no response.

I wonder if he's away... What should I do?

A woman came out from the inside of the door. After a light pardon, the woman leaves as it is.

I wonder if they are residents.

I don't know...

And, thinking vaguely, the woman just came back.

Was it trash disposal or something?