Ring, ring, ring——!
The ancient pine door suddenly opened from the inside out, and the maid holding a broom stepped out from the club, beginning her day's work—starting with sweeping the front and wiping the windows.
It's been several days since the club was moved back from South America, and the maid had become familiar with the environment of this small town, knowing where the market was and the times when supermarkets had sales.
It seems like going to the supermarket on discount days has gradually become a routine... Money doesn't mean much to her, but she somehow developed this habit without knowing when it started.
Perhaps it began after the arrival of the current master?
The people on the street hurried by, most rushing to work. Yet, in the midst of these pedestrians, You Ye swept leisurely in front of the door, as if overlapping with the people, yet also like a mere illusion. She was here and not here at the same time.
