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And with it, the broadcast of today's events is over. I wish all of you a nice
and fruitful day, full of wonderful happenings! Reporting alive from
Sayama Park, Eto Hikari!
Kotomi-chan, fetch me another beer!
Guy who sat in the armchair of spacious apartment had twisted
moustache, thin goatee, he smelled like cheap brew and had a dirty tank
top with a pair of boxer shorts. Scent of cigarette filled the room, and even
tho apartment might have looked good at some point, now it was a total
mess.
But, Nao-san, it's your third today! You might try to mitigate it!
In her 27 year of life, Kotomi Ichinose decided to settle down.
Spending her college aboard, she studied a lot about history, space and
time, and how all of those things work. That is where she met Nao. Guy
who was acquaintance and working partner of her parents was a child
prodigy back then, and he was the one who introduced her to the line of
job which they've had.
What was that, shrew?! Talking back to me? Go and fetch me that beer
before I kick your useless face in!!
Alright, Nao-san. I apologize.
Kotomi quickly bowed her head down, running towards kitchen to
get another beer from refrigirator, which was full of beer, reason why she
was frequently hungry and had to eat elsewhere.
Nao was not always like this, tho. There was a time when he was
kind, and caring, but after they've engaged and decided to go back to
Hikarizaka, his demeanor suddenly changed. He shut himself in, drinking,
smoking, not doing anything else while Kotomi desperately tried to hold
their small family together. With the time tho, she was falling apart. She
had to work two jobs, plus her regular scientifical research and with her
needy husband, she had no time to rest.
Really, woman should learn their place. He murmured as he grabbed the
beer, popping it open to chug it down.
I'm really, really sorry. Kotomi blushed.
Nah, you're good. Now come, sit in my lap.
She also knew what that meant. By sitting in lap he meant doing
something else in lap which may have involved sitting, but it was sitting on
something else.
Nao-san! My work is starting soon! I have to get ready!
Kotomi tried to defend herself. Really, with herself being the only one who
worked in this family, she had all the responsibility. Nao was intelligent,
she knew, he should understand it! But, all of the traces of her hope
vanished as vein popped out on his forehead, pulsating as his face became
red.
What was that, shrew, eh?!
Stop it, Nao-san! I have to work!