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What happened today.
Big brother left his clothes lying around without washing them.
Starting next time, I'll write down how to use the washing machine on a note and give it to him.
Shirou put down the diary and looked at Shinji as if he were looking at trash. "Shinji, don't tell me you don't even know how to use a washing machine?"
Shinji's face turned red, the veins on his forehead bulging. "I obviously do!"
"Then how do you use it?"
"First, first..." Shinji hemmed and hawed, looking around as he changed the subject. "First, you put the clothes into the washing machine."
"And then?" Shirou pressed.
"Then you turn on the button."
"What button?"
"On... off?"
Shinji asked tentatively, but Shirou did not answer. That only made Shinji feel as though he had said something wrong. "Then... start?"
Shirou pursed his lips. Put together, those two were correct, but what was the point of saying them separately? Did Shinji really not know? He did not even know how to turn on a washing machine?
Unable to endure Shirou's scrutinizing gaze any longer, Shinji stomped his foot. "Fine, I don't know how, all right?"
The corner of Shirou's mouth twitched. Shinji really was hopeless without Sakura—he could barely take care of himself. And Kariya was disabled too. If Sakura did not look after them, would those two not end up eating instant noodles every day while the house fell into disrepair?
But when Shirou casually flipped through another couple of pages, intending to put it down, he suddenly realized that something seemed off about this diary.
O/O, sunny ☆☆
What happened today.
Big brother made omurice. I didn't eat it. While eating, he kept saying something about commoners, commoners.
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What happened today.
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