"President, how about this one? And this one..."
It was night, at Yan Huan's rental apartment.
Sakuragi Hitomi, barefoot, sat on the sofa holding her phone, which had listings sent from Nara, and was eagerly browsing through them.
Yan Huan glanced over; they were mostly high-end apartments with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, and a balcony—only differing in locations and the internal area.
"Hmm..."
Yan Huan pinched his chin thoughtfully, feeling somewhat different from what he had imagined.
Judging by the rooms, two wouldn't be sufficient.
Just Sakuragi and An Le would each need a room, right?
Plus, it should be a bit bigger; Sakuragi enjoys keeping cats and has often mentioned the lack of a cat tree at home.
As for An Le, Yan Huan wanted to set up a separate office area for her to paint, no matter what.
Here, An Le could only set up a small desk next to the coffee table, cramming a laptop and digital tablet to make do.
