Sanada & Kawamura house on New Tokyo

[Yaoquizque]

She dropped the two bags she was carrying on the ground near the door and gazed around absent mindedly as she was taking off her shoes.

It just looked quiet inside. All fine in the end. She needed a good night of sleep after the last days events.

She considered to carry the bags to her room on the second floor but quickly gave up on the idea after a sigh.
Instead, she checked slowly the first floor.

Surprising.

After three weeks of absence, she was somewhat expecting to find the house untidy, as if it was pillaged by a bunch of pirates shouting 'Yarr' like in those boring adventure movies...

But it was quite clean actually.
Except those clothes lying on the lounge's ground, and those meal remains in the kitchen.

It was odd. How old was Amaya? She realized she never bothered to ask her.
Yet, she was somewhat treating her as if she was a clueless kid. She pondered how she would react if someone was treating her this way. And for all she knew, Amaya could even be older than her...

Oh well...
Chasing those thoughts, she took on herself to clean the kitchen quickly and then headed to her room to get some sleep.

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