"Huh?" The cute female student glanced at her broom and whispered, "But I still have to sweep the floor..."
"You're not indispensable for sweeping. Leave the cleanup work to others. Your task now is to help me massage my shoulders. Do you know how?"
She softly replied, "I've massaged my parents..."
"Such filial piety, I'm touched." Leyu called out, "Come on, massaging shoulders can easily earn you sixty usual credits, isn't that good? Or are you looking down on me?"
She blushed and shook her head repeatedly, no longer refusing, obediently walking behind Leyu to help him massage his shoulders.
This little episode abruptly silenced the laughter in the classroom. Everyone vaguely realized that perhaps every step of this cleanup from start to finish wasn't as simple as they had imagined.
Sure enough, Leyu pointed at a particularly strong male student: "I'm a bit thirsty, could you bring me a glass of iced honey five-flower tea?"
