Early in the morning... when the sun shines on the sofa through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the sleeping Miki slowly opens her eyes.

"Where am I...?"

"This is a love hotel! I'm really sorry that I took the initiative to bring you here. Well... are you feeling better now?"

Miki, who felt a splitting headache, was suddenly startled by a man's voice. Then, she saw a man reaching out to test her forehead, and then slowly helped her off the sofa.

stand up.

For a moment, the scenes of last night suddenly came to Miki's mind. She blushed, and then hurriedly pushed Arata, who was taking care of her, with a hint of blush on her face.

"Senior, you probably won't need this anymore!"

As Arata spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and gently placed it in front of Miki. When Miki saw it, she immediately recognized that the piece of paper was the suicide note she wrote last night.

"You...know everything?"

"Well, I roughly understand your troubles, senior. I really didn't expect that you and Yabe-senpai are actually lovers. It just so happens that I have time today, so... can we leave here?"

After hearing Arata's words, Miki looked at him hesitantly. At this time, her eyes were still red, swollen and bloody. She looked very haggard.

"Ah... you threw up the clothes last night, so I threw them away for you. In the bag over there are new clothes I bought at Uniqlo."

As Arata spoke, she picked up a Uniqlo bag and placed it in front of Miki. Miki was really in a state of confusion at this moment. But when she looked at the boy in front of her who had only had a relationship with her, she felt

I finally felt better.

So what happened last night?

From the suicide note left by Miki, Arata already roughly knew the whole story. To put it simply, Miki's sister fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved because the other person was a married man, so the two of them had been together.

They had been dating secretly through an underground affair. However, after the other party finally divorced his wife, what Miki was waiting for was the other party's proposal to break up.

When Arata walked out of the bathroom again after washing up, Miki, who was still sitting on the sofa, had already changed out of her bathrobe and put on the clothes Arata bought for her.

Arata just stared at Miki, who was a little overwhelmed. Then he slowly walked to her side and gently raised her chin.

Although Arata was only fifteen years old, he was already taller than Miki. Being gently raised by a 15-year-old boy, Miki's eyes were full of nervousness. But soon, he saw Arata

He picked up a mask from the table and put it on gently for her. Then he took out sunglasses from his pocket and covered Miki's red and swollen eyes.

After leaving the love hotel, Miki didn't know what to do and could only take Arata back to her home. When Miki returned to her home, she slowly began to face the reality in front of her.

.

"New Tai...that...how should I put it? The expenses last night...I..."

"Ah... just return those to me slowly in the future, I'm not in a hurry!"

"Then now..."

"I'm really sorry. I don't feel comfortable letting you stay at home alone. Oh, by the way, do you live here alone?"

"You...what do you mean..."

"I mean, if you don't live here alone, then some things should be cleaned up, such as..."

Arata said, casually picking up a photo frame with a photo of the two of them from the cabinet, and then threw it into the trash can.

"You...how can you make decisions for me at will..."

When Miki saw Arata's actions, she suddenly wanted to pick up the photo frame, but Arata stopped her with her hand.

"Senior! I don't want you to continue the mistakes of the past. Last night, Miki was buried under the wheels of Daiichi Keihin. Now, it's time to start looking forward!"

After Arata finished speaking, she took out Miki's suicide note from her pocket again and gently placed it on her hand. At this time, Miki felt a heartbreaking pain in her heart again. Then she saw her slowly

He fell to the ground holding on to the coffee table. Tears fell on the floor uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Arata just sighed slightly. Then he picked up the garbage bag and silently started to help Miki clean up.

The slightly silly couple's shirts in the closet. The drawers are full of photo albums filled with memories of the two of them. The men's skin care and shaving products left in the bathroom were thrown into the garbage bag by Arata one by one. She looked at Arata.

With these movements, Miki gradually changed from the initial reluctance to the subsequent collapse, and gradually she began to become numb.

There are too many traces left by that man in this apartment. But now, each piece of it has been thrown into the garbage bag by the boy as rubbish.

In fact, Miki has never talked about love to anyone. On the one hand, it’s because Xinghuan has an extremely strict attitude towards Yunren’s love, and on the other hand, it’s because this relationship is destined to never see the light of day.

An extramarital affair! Miki couldn't mention it to outsiders at all, but now, a boy who had a relationship with her knew the secret she had buried in her heart. This made Miki feel ashamed, but she also felt a sense of relief.

feeling.

Seeing Arata busy cleaning the "useless things" for him in the house, Miki felt reluctant to give up, but she also felt that it was too rude to just sit there. So she dragged Arata around for a while.

When the big bag of garbage walked out of the bathroom, Mei Jiqiang gathered her energy and slowly walked to Arata's side, and then said silently:

"Let me... help too!"

"Uh... um!"

Seeing Miki take the garbage bag from her hand, Arata raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It took Arata a whole morning to help Miki clean up all the traces left by that person in the room. After finishing all this, Miki went to the kitchen to make Arata a glass of Earl Gray out of gratitude.

Black tea was brought over.

"That...the cost of last night..."

"Ah...that...just think of it as the tuition fee I left with you!"

"tuition fee?"

"Yes! Senior, you are a warrior that I respect very much. If possible, I would like you to be my teacher!"

Hearing Arata's words, Miki's face was full of doubts. She was a little confused, what on earth was this boy going to do?

"Teacher Nakamura, I want to ask you something. Please live well until I get the Academy Award!"
Chapter completed!