PREVIEW
... nt, I check the contents of the collective mailbox.
Pizza delivery, bulky trash collection, private tutoring school flyers.
In just one day, various flyers have been stuffed inside. The mailbox for room 810 is overflowing with flyers; not even a single piece of paper can fit in anymore.
“……”
I get on the elevator and get off to the eighth floor.
As I walk down the communal corridor, the door to room 808 opens.
“Oh my, Suzufumi-kun. Welcome back.” < ...
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