017. [ RL with Yukari ]
"This is the last of it," Mitsuru said as the (most likely Kirijo-owned) movers left the last boxes in the living room and bowed before leaving. It was a much nicer apartment than one would expect for two teenage girls, with a large living room and kitchen, two bedrooms, and plenty of storage space, but she was a Kirijo after all; Mitsuru had sold her father's old penthouse in the city instead of moving in, too uncomfortable at the thought of living in the same rooms her father had. And while she was used to being pampered by maids and cooks on her occasional visits home she was unaccustomed to living with them after years in the dorms; best leave them at the family's estate and live on her own for a little while, at least to see how she could manage it.
Not completely alone, though. Turning to Yukari, she said, "I thought it would be better to unpack our own personal belongings instead of asking some of my family's maids to come by and do it for us. I hope you don't mind."
Not completely alone, though. Turning to Yukari, she said, "I thought it would be better to unpack our own personal belongings instead of asking some of my family's maids to come by and do it for us. I hope you don't mind."