"When did you get time to do all of this?" asked the owner of the store.
"It was really not that much work. Would you like me to help you out with anything else as well?" Yuki asked.
The owner of the store set the plates down the marbled countertop which glistened in the kitchen light. The smell of fresh cleaning soups reeked from the kitchen as he admired the sight in front of him. The kitchen looked better than when he had first got it. He couldn't believe what his eyes showed him. For all he knew, it was an illusion. The plates and bowls which Yuki had cleaned were stacked neatly on the kitchen table as their white texture sparkled.