I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

"Tsk."

Frowning, she took out her phone, and Kira Yoshikage felt dissatisfied.

If he doesn't come today, I'm afraid the liquid will destroy his apartment over time.

From the address book to find the phone number of the property management, Kira Yoshikage stared at the abrupt dark brown liquid on the wall that had dried up slightly.

The property management phone did not get through.

really...

It's not going well.

Kira Yoshikage hesitated for a moment, then went out with his mobile phone.

'Hopefully it will be resolved within today'

Kira Yoshikage thought so, raised his hand and knocked on the door of the resident directly above his apartment.

Perhaps the humidity was too high on rainy days, and the odor in the air was emphasized—Yoshikage Kira smelled a stronger odor outside the door of this household.

Chapter 029 The Dark Brown Apocalypse (Medium, 2/4)

Kira Yoshikage felt that he was patient enough.

He knocked on the door 3 times and waited at the door for 5 minutes.

In other words, he wasted 5 minutes for a man who has never been masked.

The folds between Kira Yoshikage's brows deepened - the irritability was simply because he was in an unpleasant environment.

Xu was standing at the door for a long time, and with careful attention, the odor from this household became stronger and stronger.

Kira Yoshikage just needs to imagine for a moment that if this matter is not resolved within today, then his apartment will also suffer, and then...

What a hassle!

He looked down at his cell phone, and called the property management again without any expectation.

The phone rang a few times, then was picked up.

The voice of the person who answered the phone was hazy, with heavy drowsiness and complaints.

so......

Is it really correct to use this attitude when the occupant is distressed?

No, there are more important things right now.

Ji Liang Yoshikage briefly explained his situation to the other party, and hung up the phone after the other party promised to come over to take a look immediately.

He was not stubbornly standing at the door - the wet weather made him feel that the unpleasant smell had penetrated into his clothes - Yoshikage Kira seriously considered whether to throw his coat away after going back Lose.

Ah, don't jump to conclusions.

If the contents inside were not as disgusting as imagined, that would be forgivable.

Even though she thinks so, Kira Yoshikage is by no means an innocent person.

He looked at the city that was slightly hazy under the rain curtain, and shook his head regretfully—it's hard not to be disgusting for something that can emit such a smell.

Property management came very slowly.

The "soon" in the mouth of the nearly 50-year-old is actually 15 minutes, which is an amazing concept of time.

Unintentionally talking nonsense, Ji Liang Yoshikage once again emphasized the situation in his home, watching the property management knock on the door in vain.

Fortunately, the property manager was not unprepared. He took the booklet and found the owner's phone number and dialed it.

The phone rang.

- Weird, it came from inside the house.

Kira Yoshikage thought of bad things.

Probably because there are enough such news, the complexion of the property management becomes ugly.

He gave Kira Yoshikage a stiff smile, and then whispered to his colleague on the phone before speaking again: "Please wait a little longer, we need to contact the owner's contact before we can open the door."

I don't know how long it will take to "immediately" this time.

Kira Yoshikage no longer has naive expectations for the property management of this apartment.

The returned call came 10 minutes later, and it seemed that it was not easy to convince the contact, and the property management was complained a few times by his colleague.

But that has nothing to do with Kira Yoshikage.

With the sound of unlocking, Kira Yoshikage stepped aside.

The strong rancid smell seemed to have finally broken through the shackles and rushed out of the apartment in one go.

And because of the high humidity and no wind, the smell is difficult to dissipate, and they tightly wrap around the people and things around them, as if they want to tell something.

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and glanced at Wuguan.

No one can hold back from such a smell. After hesitating for a long time, the property management finally called the owner's name and entered the door: "Miss Aida?"

Kira Yoshikage has made up his mind to throw away all his clothes.