If you go to the south where there is a toilet,

"--Yes, it didn't work."

The voice of the chairman began to be heard more and more clearly.

Apparently, he is talking around the toilet.

(Now, what to do ...)

Whether you go straight or go to the toilet on the second floor.

(… Well, do n’t you bother to avoid it?)

If you don't want someone to ask you, you won't be in such a hallway.

I decided to go straight and turned right at the corner.

Then there was-the chairman's back, with his black handset in his ear.

"Huh ... yeah, yeah. This is okay.

She sighs a little while tinkering with her beautiful black hair with her left hand.

It looks like you're calling someone, but it's not a good story.

(And ... if you don't make the mistake, I feel like I heard my name)

I'm just a little worried what you're talking about ...

If I'm thinking about that,

"--Good night, Dad."

Chairman said so and gently dropped the handset.