1st Person's POV

"This property is also Luciel's so I can come here anytime I want to," he smiled sweetly and addressed me.

"Does he know you're here?" Zoren asked again. He looked like he didn't like going here.

"I'm saying goodbye,"

"But not allowed,"

"Still, I'm saying goodbye."

Zoren could no longer answer and confronted me. He smiled and lifted the load.

"Things you need. There are jan milk and vitamins and .. so on," he scratched his neck and smiled awkwardly.

"Why did you order it?" I took the bag and laid it on the table. Often the housemates who actually carry it bring it.

"I've been through...