The Lying Counselor’s Eloquent Reasoning - Chapter 16
“… I, why must I do this?”
Ayasaki Tomomi let out an involuntary sigh at the pile of garbage in front of her. Even though there was trash scattered all over the place, the place was still a room. To be precise, it was a certain man’s living space.
However, the room was so disorganized that it could hardly be considered a place for people to sleep and wake up. It was an extremely filthy room. Countless empty tablet containers were lying on the floor, and on top of them were piles of white coats and men’s shirts that had presumably been taken off and left there. Not even the wooden floor was visible.
“Can I just throw all this away?”
At any rate, she dumped everything that caught her eye into the garbage bag she had brought with her. Since she had come straight from school, she was still wearing her school uniform, but she was heavily armed with a kappogi, a triangular hood, and a mask. Needless to say, the trash was collected using tongs. For some reason, upon entering this room, she found them lying at her feet, along with the kappogi.
But as she was shoving it into the garbage bag, Tomomi’s smartphone suddenly rang.
When she answered the phone, “Tomomi, as a reminder, please don’t throw away any of my clothes. It’s only the trash that needs to be cleaned up, okay?” and she was warned…
“Then why don’t you clean it up yourself! After all, this is your own room, Dr. Uroma!”
“Well, I thought so too, but you know. You came all this way to work as my assistant, right? It would be a pity for you to have no one to talk to and have nothing to do. That’s why I thought I’d offer them something worthwhile to do――”
“Isn’t this merely imposing hassle upon me!”
“Well, one may say that. In any case, I’m your employer, and I expect you to do what you’re told. After all, you’re my assistant… You’re my assistant, remember?”
After repeating the words in an annoying manner, the man hung up the phone unilaterally.
“Well, if you say it’s work, I’ll do it… but!”
She was anticipating more of an office job like answering phones or organizing documents, but instead, she was given a chore to perform. Now, she felt as if she was hired solely for the purpose of forcing her to do tedious housework.
Furthermore, the room where Tomomi was staying was on the floor directly above Uroma’s counseling room. Originally, the room had been occupied by a rental office, but since it had remained vacant for a certain period of time, Uroma had rented it as her residence at a reasonable price.
Eventually, the trash bag was full, so Tomomi carried it back downstairs to the counseling room for a break and to complain. Uroma was as usual seated alone on the chair of the office desk at the back of the room. And like always, he was chomping down on his tablets. Today, a laptop was on the desk though. Was he browsing something on the Internet? Even though she was collecting trash in the dirty room, he was taking it easy. Tomomi placed the trash bag on the desk adjacent to the laptop. Look at this.
“How can you be so disorganized, unbelievable! I can hardly fathom that a grown man of your age can’t even tidy up your own room!”
“That’s not true. I’m a man who can clean up if I want to. But I dare not do it. I don’t clean up with a firm will. All I do is maintain everything as it is. Yes, let’s say you are in the savannah of the wilderness and a fawn is being attacked by a herd of lions. When you witness it, you certainly feel sorry for the fawn. They are being devoured by beasts of prey that are much larger than they are. However, as bystanders, we are unable to help them. That is because that is the natural order of nature. So, in other words, the only thing we can do for nature is to watch over it with a firm will.”
“… Who asked you to talk about Savannah?”
You’re a real smooth talker. In the first place, if that’s the theory, it’s not appropriate to order me to clean up the mess. The words of rebuttal threatened to burst out of her mouth like a hot geyser, but she held her ground, certain that another irritating quibble would be retorted.
It was while they were having such a trivial exchange. Suddenly, an old man came rushing into the room where they were.
“Is this Uroma guy here!”
He was precisely the picture of an elderly man who was an opinionated father.
“Yes, that would be me. How may I be of service――”
“You! Can you make a medical report!”
No sooner had Uroma answered than the old man walked briskly over to the office desk. In his hand was a piece of paper that resembled a flyer of some kind. Tomomi deduced that it was likely an advertisement with the location of this place written on it.
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