With all the money they’d earned, Miri and Anne began going on a spending spree. First, they bought a small house that’s big enough for the two of them to settle down into. That way, they don’t have to stay at an inn every single night, which would end up costing them more in the long run. Plus, it’s nice to have a living space that you could customize to your own liking.

  The house itself was not too large—just spacious enough for them to live in moderate comfort. It came with all the amenities one might expect from a humble house of the medieval era—things such as a kitchen, two bedrooms, a small garden, and an assortment of wooden furniture. Since the place was so dusty and grimy when they first bought it, it took them several days just to clean and tidy up the place before sprucing it up with their personalized choice of furnishings and decorations.

  However, once the two actually started living together, they soon realized that it wasn’t exactly a harmonious process.

  For starters, both Miri and Anne had incredibly different philosophies on how they treat their living space. Miri was usually way too messy and unkempt, always leaving things lying around and not bothering to clean up after herself (a habit that harkened back to her old days of living as an otaku slob). On the other hand, Anne was much more clean and tidy, almost to an obsessive degree.

  Whenever Miri would leave things lying around, Anne would almost always give her a light scolding, similar to how a mother would scold their child for not cleaning their room. And when Miri continuously ignored Anne’s requests on tidying up, Anne would always end up cleaning up after Miri anyway, acting almost like a maid within the household.

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  Seeing how much work she’d put Anne through by being habitually messy and sloppy, Miri couldn’t help but feel at least a bit guilty. Anne was already acting as her healer, a role that Anne had worked very hard in fulfilling and was indispensable in keeping her alive. Miri didn’t want Anne to be her housekeeper as well. Thus, Miri decided to clean up her act by literally cleaning up after herself. She wasn’t able to commit to it 100% of the time, but it was enough for Anne to be adequately satisfied—to the point where she’s no longer complaining about it.

  For most of her adult life, Miri had always been somewhat of a loner. Even though she grew up with siblings, she’d always had her own room and thankfully didn’t need to share it with them. The only time she’d ever shared a bedroom with someone else was during college when she’d moved into a dorm room with two other people, which she’d always found a bit uncomfortable with, even after a couple years of doing it. There’s just something about living with complete strangers that made her feel a bit uneasy.

  However, Anne was not a stranger. She was her friend and her partner, one who was by her side through thick and thin. Because of that, sharing a living space with her felt different in a way—more meaningful and significant. No cohabitation relationship was without its fair share of problems. However, at least for the two of them, they were able to adapt and accommodate each other’s habits just enough to eventually reach a satisfying compromise.