Yasu pointed at what appeared to be a big pile of manuscript papers and mangas as he said that. Then the pile began to tremble and a figure emerged from under it

"Uuuuugh... I shouldn't have drank that much last night... Hm? Ah! If it's not Takkun! Did you come to save us?"

"I came here for the money"

"Boooo! You're always a party killer! You could've at least answered it a little more like Ichiro"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Aunt Kimiko, so how's your manga going?"

The figure was Yasu's mother, Hirano Kimiko, and as if to betray her gorgeous looks and her always perfect and beautiful wavy brown hair, fitting of a perfect example girl. Her personality was that of an otaku, she was hopeless in any form of housework, she hated going outside her house and talking to other people outside the family, and to top it all off she was a mangaka. It could be said that her beauty was wasted inside the walls of the house (A/N Notes: Please stop, I can only get so hard, ah wait I'm one writing it)

"Ah! Thanks for asking... ... ... It's going horribly! I can't get any good idea, and all I've been eating since last week was cup noodles!"

"Cool, what else do you have to say to make me see you less and less as a human being?"

"Yasu has been doing the same, but he at least still goes to school when he's not helping me with my manuscripts or making his own"

Takeru turned his head and looked at Yasu while making a crunched-up face that clearly asked what the hell his cousin was doing with his life

"... I'm a good artist!"

Yasu only said that in a confident tone and he pointed at himself with his thumb, while keeping his expressionless face

"... *Deeply breathes in*... Haaaaa... Okay, I'm going to start with your office, Aunt Kimiko. After I'm done cleaning there, you two work on your manuscript, manga, or whatever you two are working on right now, so that I clean the rest of the house without interference. And then after that, I might cook something simple for dinner"

" "Thank you very much, our savior Takkun-sama!" "

"Just start drawing and stop speaking already, dangit"

Yasu and Kimiko made respectful dogezas towards Takeru as he went to prepare the materials needed for the cleaning, including clothes since he knew he would see some disturbing things in that house

While he did that, Yasu and Kimiko went back to working on their current manuscript that was laying on top of the coffee table in the living room, that was being used as a makeshift drawing table because the conditions of her office were... unsuitable for work

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Which could only be described by Takeru's scream when he opened the door to her office

"... Do you think he's going to kill us?"

"Not if we pay him a handsome amount for the help... And if we don't make him a character in one of our works as well"

"Aaaawwww... I wanted to make a doujinshi with him as a character in it"

"He would definitely murder both of us if we did that"

Kimiko made the face of someone who was about to disagree, but then it became a thinking expression

"... Yeah, you're right"

Some hours later

"... ... ... Your office is clean, Aunt..."

Takeru had an expression of someone who just fought a battle over life and death

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