Chapter Eleven

1988 Words

After a long time of scrubbing and rinsing the clothes, Mireya blew out a large breath of air and wiped her forehead wet with sweat.  Now they are hanging up their clothes that they twisted just to dry quickly.  "You know, we have this thing called, 'automatic washing machine', when it comes out, you will just fold it or you can simply wear it." Mireya opens the subject while hanging up her clothes.  "Yeah, so many of you are lacking in exercise and your stomachs are the size of watermelons, aren't you? What's so good about those sorts of things? To make your life easier? Or just to make you humans lazier?"  "Because most of us have jobs and are too tired to do more laundry. It's not just to make it easier but to speed things up." Mireya defended.  "And we don't? I'm not bragging, but

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