At the dinner table, Mrs. Saeki eyed her son who was eating as quietly as always. Heisuke was chewing the omelet when his mother opened her mouth to speak.
"You went to help Hisaki?"
Heisuke hummed, "Shuuya asked me for help. The handyman couldn't come."
After tightening the loose window panel again, Heisuke dutifully checked anything that he should pay attention to. He found that one of the locks wasn't in a good condition.
Because Heisuke didn't have any new lock, he just made do by fixing it a bit. Still, he reported it to Shuuya. The latter said he would inform the handyman.
Mrs. Saeki smiled in helplessness. She couldn't help but mutter out, "Mom thinks Hisaki is a good girl. What do you think?"
Heisuke heaved a sigh. He knew where this conversation was heading to.
"Yes, she's a good girl," Heisuke admitted, "But, don't think about that, Mom. We're just neighbors."
