"Hey, Satoshi-kun, don't you want some pocket money?" Azusa, a friend of her mother's, came to take care of her while she was away on a trip. Satoshi was perplexed by Azusa, who for some reason tried to force him to take too much money to be called pocket money, although he was grateful for her doing all the housework, such as cooking and washing, even though it was only for a few days. "Um, what does this mean..." Azusa smiles at Satoshi's bite. "Then you'll have a contract with me as a mom."
