Meiya's room was messy, but not messy at the same time.
Various things were scattered everywhere—wine bottles, wine barrels, and some unfinished food. In short, it was filled with the signs of "frequent use over a short period."
Aside from that, however, everything else was neat and tidy. Every item had been placed in its proper spot.
This gave Iver a strange illusion—
It was as though Meiya were still a little girl, and her parents had only recently left on a business trip, prompting her to retaliate by eating and drinking to her heart's content.
"Ms. Meiya," Iver asked, "do you live with your parents?"
"Although my parents are also in the Red Queen District, they don't live with me."
Meiya explained somewhat awkwardly.
As she spoke, she had already begun tidying up. She worked briskly, and before long, she had nearly finished putting everything away.
She complained, "I wasn't planning to invite you over today... Otherwise, I definitely would have cleaned everything spotless. The main thing is, I didn't expect you to suddenly advance again, so I couldn't put it off.
"I haven't bought any groceries these past few days, or I could have let you try my cooking. But now I can only hurry up and give you the things... I can't delay your meal."
"There's no need to hurry," Iver urged.
Lily asked softly, "Should I help too?"
This could also be considered one of Lily's professional skills.
The exam had ended at eleven in the morning, so there was still plenty of time.
"No need!"
Ms. Meiya replied briskly, full of energy. "You're my students, and you're also my guests. How could I let students and guests clean the place?"
Just then, the key suddenly turned in the front door.
"I'm home, Mom."
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