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SUGA
*beep beep beep...*
I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm. Without opening my eyes, I turned it off. It took me a few minutes to finally peek at the time.
'6:33am'
I groaned as I stretched my arms and legs. I just don't understand why my new part-time job has to be this early. I'm starting to consider backing out, but then I remembered I still have that college loan and apartment to pay for. Realizing I had no choice, I sat up and proceeded to take a shower. I didn't bother turning on the heater, because I like taking cold showers in the morning; it helps me wake up. And I needed that now...badly.
I got out of the shower with my towel hanging low on my hips, and proceeded to my closet. Halfway there, my towel fell off. I was about to pick it up when I thought,
'Why though? I live alone anyway. Ha-ha.'
So I continued walking to my closet without anything to cover my body. I pulled out a white undershirt and a dark blue plain hoodie, paired with a knee-length khaki shorts. I figured I need to wear something comfortable if I'm going to be with a bunch of kids the whole day. I considered bringing along a set of spare clothing, but because I'm too lazy, I scrapped the idea.
'Well, they're kids but Sawamura-san said they're already 8 and 11 years old, so I guess they won't be that messy.'
After drying my hair, I checked the time again.
'7:12'
'Guess I should leave now, in case I get lost.'
I put on my plain white Vans and checked all the plugs and windows before finally locking the door. The train ride was pretty much short and uneventful. The house I'll be babysitting at is just 3 stops away from my place. It wasn't really that hard to find. I checked the time again.
'7:42'
I guess it's fine since my shift will start at 8am. I rang the doorbell. At first, no one answered, so I tried again. This time, a woman in her late 30s opened the door. She has her dark brown hair down, matching her dark brown eyes. She's wearing a white inner blouse with a matching maroon skirt and blazer, along with a pair of black stilettos . She's quite tall for a woman, and fit enough you'll wonder if she really gave birth already.
"Good morning, ma'am. My name is Sugawara Koushi. I spoke with Sawamura-san over the phone for the babysitting job."
"Oh, it's you. Yes, I'm Sawamura Aiko, sorry I took a while. Please come in, nice to meet you Sugawara-san," she said with a smile while tucking her hair in her right ear. She opened the gate for me, and motioned me to follow her into the house.
"Thank you. It's also nice to finally meet you, Sawamura-san."
"Pardon the intrusion," I said as I entered their home. What I saw was a typical home. It's tidy considering there are kids living here, but still warm and has that welcoming feeling. I smiled a bit at this.
’I miss home.’
"I'm really glad to have found you, Sugawara-san."
"Oh please, just call me Suga," I told her flashing the most reassuring smile I can give.
She smiled back, "all right, Suga-kun. So the kids and their onii-chan are still asleep, but Daichi usually wakes up at 9am, while Yachi and Shouyou are usually up by 10am. I'm really sorry I called you this early despite that. It's just that I need to leave early today so I can catch my flight."
"Oh you don't need to worry, ma'am. I don't mind."
"Oh you may just call me Aiko. Well then, I need to go now. They're not really a handful and I'm proud of that, but of course they're still kids so I need someone to watch out for them. I can't always count on Daichi since he has things he needs to attend to as well."
I just smiled at her and proceeded to help by taking her luggage to the cab.
"Thank you again, Suga-kun. I'll try to come home as early as possible later."
I bow slightly as a sign of respect, "Take care, Aiko-san," I said while waving her goodbye.
After she left, I locked the gate and re-entered the house. I tried looking around but there wasn't much to look at. It's a really simple home. The kitchen is on the right while the living room is on the left. There are 3 rooms upstairs and they have a small backyard full of flowerbeds. I went to the living room and dropped my bag beside the sofa. I sat and turned on the TV. After a few minutes, I started yawning nonstop.
'I really am not a morning person,' was the last thing I thought of before everything went black.