Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

"Okay, get up."

I finally woke up naturally, which was a rare treat.

Xiao Xiang should have gotten up around this time too. She must be exhausted from reviewing her subjects this week. I should bring her something and go visit her.

While we're at it, let's also check on Old Deng's recent lifestyle. If it's not up to par, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Yanming first made three breakfasts in the kitchen, then carried a box of calcium-supplemented milk, before slowly walking towards Xiangzi's place.

"Life is so leisurely these days—"

As Yanming took a walk under the blazing sun, he sighed, "Every day that passes is one less day to live~"

Xiangzi said she had already made arrangements for her job before the holiday, and the terms and conditions were carefully selected by her. During the nearly two-month summer vacation, the other party gave her four days of rest that could be allocated.

As for what the job entails...

She was to be Yanming's personal maid (crossed out).

Of course, it's telephone customer service, Toyokawa Kosho; it's definitely not some weird or strange part-time job.

Yanming hadn't gone to see the specific location with her yet, so he planned to go with her to visit it today and maybe give the company's boss a little red envelope or something.

"Ding dong."

Yan? He rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

The person who spoke up was not Xiangzi, but her father.

"Old Deng, I'm looking for your daughter."

"..."

"Squeak-"

"Please come in, Xiao Xiang is still sleeping."

Xiangfu's mental state has changed considerably compared to last time.

The stubble was finally shaved off, and the smell of alcohol on his body had dissipated considerably... Yanming was quite gratified that his words to him hadn't been entirely in vain.

My good-for-nothing uncle is finally acting like a normal person.

"This is for you."

After scrutinizing Xiang's father, Yanming placed the things he had brought and a breakfast in Xiang's father's hands, changed into his own pair of house shoes in the entryway, and then walked towards Xiangzi's room.

This was the second time he had done something like this. The first time was the day after he returned from a live performance the previous weekend. Xiangzi was sleeping in because she was not getting enough sleep, and he had to rush over with a megaphone to barely keep her from working at Tsuki no Mori.

"Xiao Xiang, wake up."

Even on holidays, it's not acceptable to sleep in this late.

Chapter 90 0721 Caught in the Act.

"..."

There was no response from inside the room to his words.

no response?

Sleeping so soundly?

Yanming thought to himself, then tried knocking on the door again and called out once more:

"Xiao Xiang? Time to get up. I brought breakfast; we're going out in a bit."

"Um...I'm here! Just a moment..."

There was finally a response from the other side of the door, but Xiangzi's voice sounded strange, perhaps because there was a door between them.

Yanming didn't think much of it and waited at the door for her to get up and open the door for him.

"Squeak-"

"You've arrived...please come in."

Xiangzi was wearing a thin nightgown and looked like she had just woken up... but Yanming felt that something was off about her.

Not only was his demeanor somewhat off, but his voice was also trembling slightly, especially since there was no door blocking his way this time.

"Xiao Xiang, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Xiangzi said hesitantly, "Well... more or less. I probably didn't cover myself properly with the blanket last night and caught a chill from the wind."

Yanming nodded, not suspecting that this was just an excuse she made up. After confirming that the person seemed to be alright, he went into the room.

Please make yourself at home... You can even sit on the bed without any problem.

Xiangzi closed the door behind him again, then plopped down on his bed, stretching his body and making strange noises.

I just "got up" and my hands and feet are still a little weak, but it will be fine in a while.

Yanming placed the breakfast he was holding on the bedside table and asked, "Do you need to ask your workplace for a day off to rest?"

Xiangzi pursed his lips and rejected the suggestion: "There are only four days off in total. If we use them up so easily, we won't have time to go out and have fun with everyone later."

"Health is more important than fun. As for the fact that taking sick leave requires employees to use up their rest days, I will talk to your company boss about that later."

"No, please. This is a job I finally managed to find."

Xiangzi quickly sat up and tried to stop him, lest the absurd situation of the company being shut down by the supervisory bureau on his first day back at work occur.

Xiangzi knew that Yanming was truly capable of doing such a thing.

"It's okay if you don't work, I can support you."

Yanming spoke casually.

However, it wouldn't be a problem to say it was serious.

He can do either.

"I don't want to become a parasite who only relies on you, and that would make our relationship uncomfortable, I don't want to..."

Xiangzi continued to chat listlessly with Yanming.

Suddenly she noticed two crumpled pieces of toilet paper lying at Yanming's feet.

For an instant.

Toyokawa Shoko stood at attention.

Buho!

It must have been because I was in such a rush when I got up that I didn't find the trash can properly...

Stay calm and collected! She can't lose her composure. If she gets caught, she'll have to force an explanation that it was Oblivionis's personality that did it…

The secretly taken photos... they should be well hidden, as long as they aren't exposed!

The matter was of great importance. Xiangzi's mind, which had been somewhat drowsy, instantly cleared up and started working at an overclocked speed. He formulated a plan almost in the blink of an eye.

I need to distract Yanming first... I should have just let him wait in the living room for a while... It's too late to speak now, who knew I would make such a silly mistake.

"Yanming, could you please get me the tea leaves on that table over there?"

As Xiangzi spoke, he subtly moved closer to Yanming, his eyes fixed on Yanming's movements.

"it is good."

The moment he agreed and stood up, Xiangzi swiftly stretched out his foot, grabbed one of his used tissues with his toes, and casually tossed it into the nearby trash can.

In!

it is good!

There's one card left.

No, it's too late!

"Is it this one?"

Yanming, holding the small bag of tea that Xiangzi had mentioned, turned and asked.

Xiangzi had already withdrawn his foot and sat demurely on the bed, appearing nonchalant: "Yes, that's it. I'll go make you some tea right now..."

Of course, she couldn't just leave like that. Xiangzi knew that, given Yanming's personality, he would definitely...

"Let me handle this. Where are the kettle and cups?"

Niiiiiice!

Just as she expected!

"Oh, I'm so sorry to trouble you!"

At this moment, Xiangzi's smile was even harder to suppress than that of a certain Kami from a new world. "The kettle is on the table in the living room, and I have paper cups in my room."

"Ah."

Yanming nodded, took the packet of tea, and opened the door to Xiangzi's room.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xiangzi swiftly grabbed the crumpled paper from the ground and threw it into the trash can in a perfect parabola.

Operation successful!

She survived!

Just as Xiangzi was still immersed in the joy of surviving a disaster, a voice drifted in from outside the door:

"Besides, I'm a pretty open-minded person, Xiao Xiang, just remember to be a little more restrained."

"..."

Toyokawa Shoko wrapped herself completely in the blanket, as if that would allow her to escape reality.

After a while, an indescribable octopus-like wail echoed from within the blanket barrier.

"Guaaaaaaahh ...

"What's wrong with Xiao Xiang?"

Yanming was waiting for the water to boil when he casually replied, "I don't know, would you like some tea?"

Mr. Xiang shook his head blankly, unable to understand what had happened between his daughter and his father.

"Then we'll drink it ourselves."

Yanming picked up the kettle, returned to Xiangzi's room, and closed the door.

"It's great to be young..."

Xiang's father sighed, about to get himself a couple of beers, when he remembered that the beer he bought last time had been finished a few days ago. "Sigh..."

Asking my prospective son-in-law for a job... it's really hard to bring myself to say it...

……

“Guaaaaaa——”

"It's the water that's boiled, not you."

Yanming opened the tea leaves, poured them into a paper cup, added water, and then slapped the raised part of the bed. "Stop fooling around, come and have some hot tea."

“Guaaaaaa——”

Yanming said helplessly, "Then can I apologize?"

"Waaaaah—"

It seems not possible.

"I can promise you one thing, as long as it's within my power."

Yanming pulled out his trump card.

"Coo coo... Hmm?"

The blanket barrier opened, and Xiangzi poked half his head out from inside: "...Really?"

"real."