"Leon has had a hard life too. Boss, did what I said yesterday cause you any trouble?" Miss Minai sighed, then immediately looked at Heath nervously as she asked. Heath shook his head. She had not really said anything yesterday, but just dealing with Miss Minai dancing by herself had been enough to give him a headache. Heath had seen plenty of drunken customers, but this was his first time seeing someone like Miss Minai. After all, other people either slept or made a scene when drunk. Heath had even seen people dragging their Pokémon into singing and dancing with them, but he really had never seen someone dancing all alone.
"Actually, Leon..." Miss Minai relaxed a little, but she was afraid she might have said something easily misunderstood while drunk yesterday, so she still intended to tell Heath about it again and explain, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings. Leon already had it hard enough, and Miss Minai did not want other people misunderstanding him too.
"Mom, I looked it up. The doctor said you should soak your feet in hot water more often for this illness. How's the water temperature?" Meanwhile, Leon was pouring water into a bucket, then looked at his mother and asked.
"It's no use, son. It really is no use. You don't have to work so hard either. Go to work. I can take care of myself." On the wooden bed, an elderly woman with a head full of white hair slowly lowered her feet into the bucket, managing a faint smile.
The wooden bed had a strange smell, with a stench like that of a toilet. Leon glanced at the board at the head of the bed, where dirty finger marks were still visible, and sighed inwardly. Despite having told her so many times,