This simple iron room utilizes space to the extreme.
The dim lights barely illuminated all corners.
Even though there is only three square feet of space, the designer has given full play to his wisdom and separated the washing machine window and bathroom. Although only a thin layer of gauze is used, it does not look beautiful.
I don't know how many years ago it was painted white, and the cracks on the walls are very serious. The space of about three square meters has a very small range of movement, and there are no sofa cushions or anything like that. It is so crowded that it is difficult to stay.
There was a slight musty smell in the room.
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked around and quickly found the source.
Whether it is the roof or the corners of the floor, there are obvious traces of moisture and darkness, and the large spots are disgusting to look at.
Although the mold stains in the corners have been treated, it is obvious that the original materials of the house are not good enough and cannot be removed even with a shovel and mildew remover.
Passing by the newspaper that was used to pad the broken floor at his feet, Minamoto nori walked to a simple small bed in two steps. The floral quilt on it looked very rustic, but it was neatly folded at the end of the bed.
His eyes quickly moved to the small wooden table with low legs beside the bed.
The table was covered with various newspapers. Minamoto Norimitsu picked up one and took a look at it. He found that some places on it were circled with a marker. They were basically all about the house. This was the case even after he picked up a few copies.
There is also a piece of paper with recorded information that is also filled up.
Minamoto Noraimitsu picked up the piece of paper full of information, and the handwriting felt slightly raised on his fingertips. He sighed slightly and asked, "How much is the monthly rent here?"
"...Twelve hundred yen..."
"Does it include water and electricity?"
"No, not included."
Looking at Sakichu Kodō, who was clutching the hem of her skirt and struggling with her eyes, Minamoto no Yorimitsu basically confirmed his suspicions, and he also felt resentful for his previous self-impression.
The rent of the Shugakuin main building is 2,300 yen per month, and it does not include water, electricity and other expenses. It will cost you at least 40,000 yen per year to live.
Combined with Sakichu and Kodou's tight life and consumption, there are still a few jobs that are uncertain but definitely available, plus the basic medical expenses for Granny Shimizu.
It was obvious that this cowardly little girl with low self-esteem was oppressed to the extreme.
The most ridiculous thing is that Minamoto norimitsu is completely unaware of it.
I obviously said I would take on that responsibility, but I just indulged in being self-moved and contented myself.
I never intended to despise anyone's independent personality, nor was I ever self-centered, but Minamoto Yorimitsu still made a cognitive error of status difference.
Since you want to interfere in other people's lives.
Don't be lazy just because you're lucky.
But it's not too late yet.
In the process of control, analysis and correction must be carried out. Now that we have obtained enough information to analyze, we must start to implement correction to ensure control.
From a management perspective, there are two ways to implement corrections -
They are revision of standards and improvement work.
The former is because the plan or standard is unreasonable in the first place, while the latter is because the deviation is caused by the work itself. Now this situation seems to require a two-pronged approach to correct the deviation.
"Is there anything valuable in the room?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu's execution ability has always been good. When he asked this question, he stood up and searched around the room. Finally, he found a suitcase with paint peeling off the surface, and he pulled it over and opened it on the ground.
After opening the empty suitcase, I looked around at the things around me.
There doesn't seem to be anything valuable.
Sakichu and Koto were confused by his actions. She watched him rummaging around in his home and didn't react for a while: "I...I don't have anything valuable..."
She watched Minamoto no Yorimitsu pulling things around to no avail, and finally stood in front of the wooden cabinet with some dissatisfaction. After opening it, she stuffed all her underwear and skirts into the suitcase.
Suppressing her pounding heart, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you looking for something?"
"Put the things you want to take away inside. Leave all the unimportant things here. Move them down with me later and leave here." Minamoto Yorimitsu was folding Sakichu Kodou's underwear, which was made of white cotton material.
It felt a little better, so he turned to look at her and said something.
"Leave...leave? Why?"
Sakichu Koto was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"We're moving."
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Kyoto City, Kita Ward, 13th floor of Inao Apartment.
The cool night breeze drifted in through the open window.
The bright and spacious apartment room exudes a good smell, probably because the agency has specially made perfume to enhance the impression. The minimalist style furniture makes people feel more comfortable.
"I'm really sorry to disturb you so late and ask you to run away."
"Mr. Yuan is serious. This is our job. Customers are our God. We are happy to serve you at any time. Your request is not excessive."
"Please delist this apartment and continue to sell the other apartments."
"No problem. Tomorrow I will delete the information about this apartment and send someone to deliver the registration and identification information. There are also a few spare keys still in the warehouse. They will also be delivered by then."
"It's really troublesome."
"Mr. Yuan is too strong."
The hairless agency manager handed the suitcase in his hand to Minamoto Norimitsu, and told him how to reset the electronic lock password, and finally gave instructions on the follow-up matters before leaving.
boom--
The electronic door to the apartment was closed.
Glancing at Koto Saki who was looking around curiously, Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked to the balcony and closed the window first, completely rejecting the cool night breeze outside the transparent glass window.
"Saki Hatsu-san."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned around and called out.
"Ah! I...I'm here."
Sakichu Koto was secretly looking at the decorations around him. He was brought back to reality by his shout, and he quickly looked away for fear of being dissatisfied.
"This will be your home from now on. Don't go back to the house you originally lived in. If you have outstanding rent, just negotiate online. The location here is pretty good, and the bus to school is also convenient."
While talking, he changed the electronic password. After changing it, he sent the password to her on his mobile phone. After thinking about it, Minamoto Yorimitsu thought that the surrounding location was indeed good.
Located at the junction between North District and Shangjing District, the apartments were built and sold in the past few years. Both the environment and the location are very good.
Even if you can sell two sets at a low price, it is enough to prove that it is really good.
"I...I can't...live here."
Sakichu Koto whispered uneasily.
As soon as this sentence came out, Minamoto norimitsu knew what he was going to say next, and waved his hand to interrupt her: "Don't explain so much to me, just do what I say."
"Ah I..."
Sakichu Koto obviously didn't expect to be rejected so directly. She looked at Minamoto Norimitsu's somewhat impatient expression, and now she didn't dare to say the rejection of her good friend.
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the uneasy Sakichu, knowing that she was not used to the new environment. He sighed and said: "This is your home, don't be nervous, relax."
Sakichu Xiaoteng raised his head when he heard this, and then lowered it again after being stunned for a moment.
Then she reached out and put her hand on the button of her shirt.
He lowered his head and began to untie his clothes.
Seeing this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was confused for a moment, and didn't react until the trim of her underwear was exposed. He couldn't help but sullenly stepped forward to stop her movement.