The aftermath of the pork belly party was fierce.
"Hey, what is this all about?"
A shiny table, not just slippery.
Splattered pork oil spattered here and there, footprints spread all over the place by stepping on it, mountains of trash and food scraps piled up on the table. Eventually, I rolled up my arms again. These dirty rabbits, no, anchovies. Demons in the dungeon who only knew how to eat but did not know how to clean up. Picking up the scrubber, I scrubbed the floor frantically. Holy shit.
It's like when I was an apprentice, cleaning Master's potion lab. The memory of wiping the stain off and rubbing it with wax to make it shine comes to mind.
"Ha, Master."
I stopped for a moment and thought of my teacher, Yondran, lying in a dark cave in the Grayland Plateau and losing his energy.
Will Master be all right?
Would there be peace in Armania?
Did the empty mage tower find a new owner? An ominous shadow fell beside me as I absentmindedly thought of my hometown.
"Yi-chan."
Judging by the long tail of the silhouette, it is Siwoo.
All the other guys disappeared into the room, but this guy stayed behind saying he would help. Even the bathroom trash can is emptied.
But why does it feel so ominous?
I shook my head slightly and looked up.
A dark shadow cast over the man's face.
"This, this exploded, so I went to the bathroom..."
In his hand was a garbage bag with the side torn off.
Apparently, it's a bag in which all sorts of dirty things were put, including tissue paper from which pork belly fat was wiped off... ... ... ... ...
"The bathroom floor is now..."
So, why is the intact garbage bag torn? uh?
"Hey, this... ★∆$V∆ O@★."
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Kang Yi-chan has changed.
Even if he has changed, it is too much.
Maybe it was because he was struck by lightning, as Jaewon said. Because he have become a completely different person from before. After being cursed at, Siwoo ran into the room and shook his head. Jaewon, who was lying on the bed reading a comic book, raised his head.
"Why? Yi Chan hyung scolded you again?"
This time, Loa stuck his head out.
"So when Yi Chan-nim starts cleaning, you have to hurry up and come into the room."
"right. That way you won't get scolded."
Roa and Jaewon, lying down and upstairs, nodded at the same time as if they were twins.
"How is it? In principle, labor should be shared."
Roa shook his head at Siwoo's words.
"I think that's what bothers Yi Chan more."
Then, correcting his posture, he sat down and spoke seriously.
"Yi Chan-hyung said again that day that the things we cleaned were dirty."
"That's right. I'd rather do nothing to help."
It was not wrong.
He said he'd clean up, but it wasn't good enough.
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