The old lady talked about the visitors coming today. She said something about keeping our room clean since there would be an inspection. It felt like I was a high school girl. I can't imagine myself getting an inspection from some foreign people I've never met before. This whole thing is becoming more annoying every minute.

" She talks too much. You don't need to obey if you don't want to" I was startled. The red hair said beside me.

I gave her a confused look " shouldn't you be advising me to do good ?"

She shrugged " it's all depends. I could see the look in your eyes....