*Emis is at the school clinic*
*He is sleeping soundly in bed*
Emis: *mumbles in sleep* When can I get a normal school life...
*Emis wakes up*
Emis: What happened?
*He remembers that he was saved by the princess*
Emis: Oh...Thank goodness. It's finally over, at least I can stop having nightmares of their deaths.
I wish I could've known the name of that princess though.
Emis: What time is it? *looks at clock*; it is 4:27 PM* Oh, it's dismissal time, time to go home. Wait, what are these? *looks at a table beside the bed; there are sticky notes* Oh, I see...
Daiki(on note): Get well soon bro, sorry I couldn't visit you, I had to go home early because my mom would get mad.
Of course.
Hiroto(on note): Get well soon, Emy-kun.
Ayaka(on note): Didn't I say that you avoid getting trouble? You're a hopeless case, cheesestick.
DON'T YOU DARE WORRY US AGAIN!
At least she wrote a sticky note...Well, time to go home.
*He is walking down the road*
I wonder she is. That princess. I remembered her face though.
*He is at bed*
I just can't stop thinking about her...Hmmm...Wait, doesn't she look a bit like...Hiroto! She must be one of his relatives! Better ask him tomorrow. oh...what date is it today? *looks at calendar* It is July 31 and it's...a Friday?! It looks like I can't ask him tomorrow and he almost never answers my calls or messages.
Emis: *sighs* Too bad.
There's just something about her...like I've met her before...Well, time to sleep.
*Emis tucks himself to sleep*
*The next day*
*Emis is awake on his bed*
Emis: What time is it?
*Looks at clock*
Emis: It's 7;19 AM. Wait...It's Saturday...Which means it's...
Mom: MIIIIIKUUUU!
*Emis is shocked*
Oh no...
*Mom reaches his room with shining red eyes*
Mom: It's...CHORES TIME!
Emis: NOOOOOO!
*Emis starts doing his chores*
Chore 1: Take out the trash.
*Emis runs to the garbage can with his hands both full of trash bags*
*Oops, he slips on a banana peel*
*The trash bags got holes and half of the trash of each trash bag fell out*
Oh no...
Dad: SON! We are men! We pick trash...WITH OUR BARE HANDS!
Emis: But...
Dad: No buts!
My hands...He sounded like Daiki right now...
Chore 2: Clean your room.
*Emis brings a broom and a dustpan*
*Dad passes by*
*Dad sees the broom and dustpan*
Dad: SON!!!
No...
Emis: Please, not this too...
Dad: Use...your...HANDS!
Emis: NOOOOO!
*1 hour later*
Emis: That took a lifetime...Eh? What's that?
*Emis spots a small picture under his bed*
Emis: Wait...it's me as a baby...
*The picture shows a man and a woman carrying a baby*
Emis: Who are these people?
Better ask Mom and Dad later...
Chore 3: Clean the living room.
*Emis brings a broom and a dustpan*
Better hide these from Dad.
*Emis sneaks, but accidentally bumps into Dad*
Dad: What's that?
Emis: Uh...nothing Dad...
Dad: Give them to me.
*Emis gives the broom and dustpan to Dad*
Dad: I see...so your hands are tired.
Emis: Finally...can I have those now?
Dad: If you can't use your hands...use...YOUR FEET!
Emis: NOOOO!
*12 chores of hell later*
Finally, I'm finished. I thought my Dad was gonna let me cook with my head on that last chore.
*Emis sighs*
I wonder what time it is.
*Emis looks at a clock*
Emis: It's already past noon?! I think it would be best if I take a little walk.
*He walks along the road*
Emis: *sighs* That was super tiring.
*He sees a store*
Emis: Ooh, *looks in surprise* I should buy a little something for myself.
*He looks at some chips*
How about this?
*He looks at some cookies*
This too!
??? : This too! Yes!
That voice...I think I heard it before.
*He looks behind*
WHAAAT?!
*It's Ayaka*
Emis: Wh-What are you doing here?
Ayaka: Huh? I'm buying of course. And what are you doing here too? Regardless of your answer, lay off my turf.
*He is mocked*
Emis: I'm just picking a little something for myself.
Ayaka: Why? Is it your birthday? Happy Birthday.
Emis: NO! I just had a hell of chores earlier...
Ayaka: Same goes for me.
Emis: Well, I should buy now. See ya'.
Both: Finished!
Ayaka: Well, goodbye.
Emis: Wait.
Ayaka: Yes?
Since it's just the two of us, I should take advantage of it.
Emis: Hey...what do you...feel about me? Do you...hate me?
Ayaka: Well, I wouldn't say I hate you. That's that. Goodbye.
I should talk to her sometime. Time to go home.
Emis: I'm home.
Mom: That's a lot you got there, Miku.
Dad: How 'bout you share some of those with us?
Emis: Hey Mom, who are these two in the picture?
*He shows the picture*
*Mom and Dad are surprised*
Dad: Where did you find this?
Emis: Under my bed.
*Mom smacks Dad*
Why did Mom hit Dad?
Mom: Um...Miku, they are your...
Dad: Uncle and Auntie!
Emis: Oh, I see. What are their names?
Dad: Uncle Mycen and Auntie Tasiana Mercia.
Emis: They do have odd names. On whose side?
Dad: Mine!
Emis: Where are they now?
Mom: They died...in a car accident.
Emis: Oh, I see. Thanks, I'm going to bed.
Mom: He's not ready...
*It is now Monday, August 3*
*They are in class*
Emis: *whispers* Hey Hiroto, I need to ask you something later.
*Hiroto nods*
*School bell rings*
*It is AM Break*
Emis: Hiroto...do you have a family member that looks exactly like you?
*Hiroto is flustered*
Hiroto: Um...what?
END OF EPISODE 8