Were Those Two Really in That Kind of Relationship?

"Sorry to bother you."

The whole group filed into Yuko's house.

"If you know you're bothering me, then hurry up and leave..."

Yuko walked ahead, kicked off her shoes, and turned back speechlessly when she heard that.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she ran a kindergarten. Every time they came over, they brought a whole crowd.

However, everyone pretended not to hear Yuko's complaint and walked in while staring at the ceiling.

Yuko sighed. "Get whatever you want to drink."

Inoue looked around by the shoe cabinet. "Don't you have slippers?"

"Thank you for actually thinking of slippers. You're the only one who's ever mentioned them." Yuko pinched her cheek. "I'm so touched."

Inoue cried out as her cheek was pinched. "Eee, eee~"

"Never mind. Just walk on in."

Yuko released her, entered the room first, and dropped onto the sofa.

She had to claim the sofa before these people took all the seats.

The others filed in one after another. The spacious living room instantly grew crowded as they poured inside.

After all, her place wasn't that large.

Inoue looked around curiously. "So this is the teacher's home..."

Rukia asked, "Is this your first time here?"

"Mm."

Chad nodded silently. "It's my first time too."

Yuko crossed her legs and sank deep into the sofa, radiating the lazy air of a salted fish. "Sorry to disappoint you."

"No, how should I put it..." Inoue hurriedly waved her hands, then paused. "It feels very simple."

"Indeed. It doesn't feel like the home of a mature woman at all."

Kon had somehow wandered over to the clothes rack on the balcony and was inspecting it.

A vein throbbed on Yuko's forehead. She grabbed the scissors from the coffee table and threw them at him, pinning him to the railing