
Although Justin will stay all day, Agny did not mind. He did a lot of things, and tried to give Justin the right though in other ways. Yes, clean up of course.
Although he was sure after this his waist was clearly all sick, but Agny tried to convince himself to clean the residence Justin who already resembled a boys' boarding room.
"Wh, when did he cook last?"
Agny's stomach was shaken when he saw the condition of the rice in Justin's rice-cooker that had turned into tenuous. When was the last time he cooked this way? The man forgot or how, really Agny really did not get out of thought.
No problem, just understand because Justin seems like a pretty busy man. Agny collected all the things that could be washed, coffee cups that had even dried the pulp was not only one or two but many.
Cleaning one by one point and that was enough to make Agny tired. Moreover, when Agny traced Justin's dirty clothes. All the tools here are complete, but it seems Justin is not used to washing himself until he uses laundry services.
"It's a bed sheet I couldn't touch last night, wondering why?"
In fact, the more forbidden humans will become the more curious. Agny who yesterday Justin banned from touching the bed sheet was clearly taking advantage of the situation and examined the bed sheet carefully before he was executed.
"No smell, so why?"
Although Justin was a mess, but his room was indeed fragrant. Maybe because of the perfume attached to his body, some corner of the bed sheet Agny made sure until he kept the bed sheet away when different scents burst into his sense of smell.
"What's different?"
Agny is not too familiar with the aroma, especially not too stinging maybe because it is dry. It's just, he can conclude the aroma is different and unlike other clothing fragrances.
Forget it, Agny chooses to forget about it and starts washing all of Justin's dirty clothes except the man's *underw*ear. Yes, he had tried to be ordinary but his fingers were really powerless if he had to touch the object even though the contents had been seen by Agny with her naked eye.
"A lot, how many weeks' worth of clothes is this?"
Agny regulate his breath, how can Justin feel at home stacking his dirty clothes up to four large baskets. It is true that the clothes in the closet may be many, but that does not mean it can accumulate this much.
Justin paid dearly, and agny drained his energy until ten in the morning all was not completely finished. Agny's hands were already shaking and she chose to fill her stomach first, simulating being a housewife with an unusually heavy burden so that Agny felt her waist ache a little.
Agny really needs energy, and it's true that fifty thousand isn't enough for him all day. This man is really minimal and only makes his residence as a bedroom, there are no food ingredients that can be processed and all must be bought first.
The portion of Agny's meal is usually a little, but after draining his energy exactly the daily washing labor his stomach asks more until without him realizing that much food is even clean not left.
Careful of the demon with weight, right now all Agny wants is energy. His body that had trembled was now better after his stomach was filled, the woman leaned resigned even to the point of difficulty standing.
"It's very difficult to make money, it's only natural that Papa has a lot of debt," said Agny wiping his sweat, the woman was really aware of one thing related to the fact that the world is cruel.
A few minutes passed, Agny stared at his wrist. It was still so long until nightfall, he didn't mean to wait but why did Agny want this day to end soon.
"Ck, what are you thinking, Agny."
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- To Be Continue -
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