[ White is a horrible color. Black is superior. Joonghyuk looks at Itaru when he starts apologizing and listing offerings. While he does blame the mishap on Itaru, he also did nothing to stop him... In the end, it is also partly his fault. Closing his eyes, he accepts the apology at least. The rest? He doesn't need it. ]

Forget about the cleaning. [ Itaru looks unreliable, anyway. ] I also don't eat other people's cooking—taking even a bite of that octopus dish was a mistake, too.

[ Usually, he would reject cleaning up at someone else's place. He has his own? He can just return home, but... The sickening feeling he has been fighting off is uncomfortably settling in his stomach, slowly spreading from his core. It might be better to address the problem as fast as possible. ]

Is it nearby?