It's eight o'clock the next morning.
With remarkable self-discipline, Motan wakes up and quickly washes up. After a simple yet hearty breakfast (nearly expired milk, homemade sandwiches, fried eggs, and pickled vegetables), he tidies up his dining utensils and heads out the door.
He needs to buy some cat and dog food, and to restock his fridge...
As for Motan's state of mind at this moment, it's needless to say.
...
Motan's neighborhood is decent, with a quiet environment and convenient transportation. It offers great value for its rental price. Even though Motan doesn't exactly qualify as lucky, he has never admitted to having anything to do with a series of unfortunate events that befell his landlord many years ago...
So all in all, he's just got good fortune.
Anyway, that landlord has enjoyed smooth sailing these past few years, thanks in no small part to someone's efforts~
