Haruka Yuzan walked over and glanced at the huge nylon bag, her curiosity piqued, "Is the charcoal that was ordered here?"
"Yeah!" Misaki Saki nodded vigorously, with her large eyes blinking as if she had done something good and was hoping for praise like a little kid,
"The charcoal is here, so we can have a good meal tonight!!!"
At the mention of food, Chiba Shimizu couldn't help but slurp her saliva, and the roast meat at her feet was even more unsightly, flowing right out.
Haruka Yuzan handed the plastic bag she was carrying to Chiba Shimizu standing next to her, now holding four big bags in total, two new additions to her arms. Though not particularly heavy, the accumulated bulk made the girl's slender figure look even more delicate and frail.
Of course, it was just the willowy waist and pale, long legs that elicited sympathy.
It was tough enough supporting the weight of two big light fixtures on a regular day, let alone adding four big bags to the load.