That's all there is

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　My friend's eyes went wide the moment he opened the door.
"Wait, is this it?"
　The six-mat room contained only a folding bed-cum-sofa and a small desk. There was nothing hanging on the walls, no bookshelf, and no television. All that was there was a laptop on the desk.

　My friend sat down uneasily and looked around.
"Where's the TV?"
"I don't watch it."
"What about games?"
"I don't play them."
"Magazines and stuff?"
"Everything is digital."

　I held up my smartphone.
"Photos, books, work documents—everything is in the cloud. This is all I need."
　My friend nodded, looking impressed.
"That's amazing. You can live with just this, huh?"
"Actually, it's easier without things. You don't have to manage them."
　My friend stared at my smartphone and muttered, "That's cool."

　A few days later, I was invited to my friend's room.
"Look and be amazed!"
　When he opened the door, I was indeed amazed. The room was strangely spacious and empty.
"What happened?"
"I cleaned it up!"

　My friend looked proud. There wasn't even a futon on the floor.
"Where's the bed?"
"I'm sleeping on the floor!"
"The TV?"
"I'm doing without!"
"The computer?"
"I don't know!"
"The manga?"
"I read them!"
"The gravure magazines?"
"I'm using my imagination!"
"The cookbooks?"
"I'm boiling chicken breast!"

　That much was still fine. The problem was the mountain of muscle-training magazines. When I pointed them out, my friend pointed to his own head.
"I put them all in here. I'm copying you and using the cloud!"

　The moment I thought, 'This guy is hopeless,' there was a nasty creaking sound from the back of the closet. The next instant, the doors blew off, and things spilled out like an avalanche: dumbbells, magazines, manga, game consoles, a giant shaker, suspicious supplements, a broken ab roller, and a punching bag.

"In the end, you haven't reduced anything at all."
　My friend pointed alternately at the collapsed pile of belongings and his own head, and said cheerfully,
"Hahaha. It seems both the closet and my head lacked the capacity!"
"That's so like you."
　When I said that, my friend laughed even more happily and gave my shoulder a firm pat.

(End)

　That's a pleasant friendship.

I am Hareruya ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ.
I am participating in Mitsuru Amano's project.
Nice to meet you.
#AmanoWritingClub #ThatsAllThereIs

I am serializing Amano Writing Club works on TALES. Look forward to it every Thursday at 6:30.

Well, that's all for today.
Hareruya ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ.

#Minimalist #Cloud #Smartphone #Closet