"Oh, you're a new tenant here? I live upstairs! Which unit is yours?"
"No. 2-5, the last one on the right."
"Hehe, I live in No. 2-1."
Hisaki followed Mrs. Saeki while cradling a few apples. The latter got other things in her hands. Both of them walked up the stairs on the left side of the building.
The closer Hisaki got to Mrs. Saeki's apartment unit, the heavier the pounding of her heart.
This would be her last step before meeting him!
Mrs. Saeki stopped in front of the door. She called out, "Son! Are you in there? My hands are full! Please open the door!"
Startled, Hisaki widened her eyes.
Was he really inside? She thought he was away working.
While Hisaki was desperately preparing her mind, the doorknob was twisted from the inside. The sound of a metal security bar getting unlatched was transmitted in between the narrow door gap.
"Mom, welcome home."
