[To some kids, that list might be long and tedious. And while every kid would probably do it, they don't look at it like the salvation that Hakuryuu does. A boy like him, who'd been so used to getting up at dawn to tear his body apart only to collapse at night from sheer exhaustion...going to chore-less seemed almost like being cooped up in your room for days on end. He'd get stir crazy. So when Fudou lists off all the chores, idly handing him wet dishes to dry off, he has the biggest, most earnest expression.

But the idea that Fudou would be helping him...he has to protest.] You're already housing me and giving me a room. And letting me use your bath and clothes you bought me. Letting me eat your food.

[To him, that seemed like a fair trade off for all the chores. The reason he states it all out loud? Just to make sure Fudou didn't think he'd somehow tricked him into living this life with so much freedom. Confirming that this wasn't just Fudou being too reckless]

You're really okay with that?

I mean...It sounds good to me. But what about you?