Open the door of the room with the teacher supported by his shoulders.

Pushing the light switch in the hallway lights lighted slightly at the entrance...

In the room, empty cans of liquor and clothes were scattered in large quantities.

(... you're lying. No, I didn't have a bad feeling!)

Take the teacher's shoes off at the front door to bed and cover the futon.

And now I look around a filthy room like hell.

No, if you look closely, there is not much garbage other than empty cans, and it has been thrown into the garbage bag properly.

Looks like we just can't get rid of it.

The outerwear and room clothes were thrown off the floor as is, and the goods of the very popular handsome actor Keisuke Sato were scattered.

Plus, colorful dilithium and other goods like you've seen somewhere.

Yes, I saw it somewhere...

(Regardless, it is a product of Sion. Thank you very much)

I have contracted about two theme songs for a drama starring Sato, a commodity actor scattered here.

Because of this connection, Sato and I (Theon) are quite famous in the world.

In other words, Sato always gets involved on his own and makes unilateral love appeals on each TV show.

I'm not a bad guy, but I've been dealing with salt lately because I want to get rough on driftstones.

Still, Sato doesn't mind coming to my concert, and even the mysterious poem that seems to be pointing at me on social media is well raised.

Honestly, I'm a little scared.

It seems that many people will become fans, including the relationship between the two of them, "Sugary Sato continues to support salt."

I mean, it's probably in front of me right now.

(Perhaps... it is not because of this speculation that Sumikawa Sensei is so beautiful but she is single and lacks the ability to live...Don't feel responsible...)

I look at my stuff scattered on the floor and think for a while...

And then I sigh and I make up my mind.

My dear sister, I sent a message to Akane.

Sorry, the band practice took so long today that I stayed in the studio.

I pressed the send button while feeling guilty of telling lies.

When I lifted my hair in the way, I stopped it with a hairpin. I tied my hair short behind me with my regular hair rubber and put in a mood.

"All right, let's do it...!"

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Early morning...

I hear birds chirping from outside the window, and the morning sun plugs into the room.

"... it's over"

I finally catch my breath after seeing the reborn room.

It took me a while to unexpectedly clean the room while not searching too strangely and not making too much noise, while watching Cheonggyawa-sensei groan from time to time.

In the meantime, there is a stepping stone and the table can be widely used.

Next up...

I'll check the refrigerator.

(All I had to do was chuhai, beer can and pinch... no, I didn't think I'd cook.)

I went to the nearby 24-hour supermarket.

After buying all the ingredients and returning to the room, tighten the apron string in the kitchen until it is ready for use.

In a small pot, the miso was melted and the spring onions were cut while warming the bundle of rice.

Place the finished miso soup and plum diapers in the bowl.

An assortment of pickles was also served on a small plate, and apples cut into rabbit shapes in dessert were also made.

At home, the cooking is refreshing, so this is the best I can do.

Arranging them on the table wakes Sumikawa Sensei.

"Hmm... what...? It smells good."

"Sumikawa-sensei, it's morning. It's easy, but we've got breakfast."

Because it was cloudy with water vapor, I took off my glasses before cooking, and while wearing the apron, I smiled while I was stunned by Dr. Sumikawa.

When Sumikawa-sensei woke up, she looked at me like that and put her hand on her chin.

And then I hit something.

"... yes, I must have fallen from the station platform drunk and died.I'm glad there's a handsome angel in heaven. "

"Yes, please eat and feel better as soon as possible."

Apparently, he's still very drunk.

I poured barley tea into the glass, again stunned by Mr. Cheong-gawa who pulled out the bullshit.