Ayatsuki Ayaka returned to her home's doorstep, looking at the narrow courtyard and the modest two-story building.
It usually didn't seem like a problem, until she rode in Morimoto Chiyoda's Bugatti Veyron. Now, as she looked at this scene, she suddenly realized the huge gap between ordinary people and the wealthy.
Just that Bugatti Veyron alone could probably match the value of her house.
I'm really poor.
Ayatsuki Ayaka understood once again exactly where she stood in the social hierarchy.
She sighed slightly in her heart but still walked back home.
No matter how wonderful the outside world might be, it had nothing to do with her.
This was her home.
Her parents were ordinary office workers, and her sister was a shut-in light novel author.
She was a small blogger with only a thousand subscribers.
But Ayatsuki Ayaka wasn't disheartened; she believed her future would surely improve.
She twisted the doorknob and shouted, "I'm back!"
