The boy slept so soundly that once he fell asleep, he never woke up in the middle of the night to pee. He just kept sleeping.
At 6 a.m., the alarm on the cell phone on the bedside table went off on time, and Aozawa reached out to swipe the screen. He gave a big stretch in bed, then got up, took off his pajamas, and put on his black school uniform. Aozawa walked toward the door with an energetic pace.
"Good morning, Chitose."
Morimoto Chiyoda wasn't doing yoga in the living room but was busy in the kitchen instead. Her long black hair was tied back in a single ponytail. She wore a beige checked t-shirt with loose sweatpants, which concealed her peach-like curves. She had suffered a bit of insomnia last night, thinking too much, which caused her to get up a little late this morning.
"Go wash your face and brush your teeth; the noodles will be ready in no time."
"Chitose, you've been a bit lax in looking after me lately. Go stand in the corner and reflect on your behavior."
