"Hmmm... Are you sure? You might have gremlins on board..."

She was either attempting to shfit blame, or trying to continue living in denial. Either option would most likely not work. After a bit more fishing underneath her bed, the dark haired fox returned from underneath the furnishing, turned around, and spotted the golden fox sitting on her knees, doing her own bit of cleaning.

A tlt of the head and a pair of confused, raised eyebrows is the expression that Yumeko received.

"... What're you doing?" The question was almost asked in the same way one might ask someone who had just ran face-first into a wall of bricks what the heck was their majro malfunction. "I don't think it'd be a good sight for your... Underlings... If they spotted their esteemed deity picking up ... Debris..." Yup, it was [i]debris[/i], not garbage or trash or refuse. DE-BRIS.

While she waited for an answer, Miyuki got back to ferrying - or flinging  - the remaining cloothes and garments and fabrics into the hamper. Slowly but surely, the pile shrank, and with Yumeko picking up the other detritus, the bed cahmber - eventually - became somewhat possible to move in again... But there was still more. After all, they'd only really cleaned up the side of the bedroom that the original pillar of clothes had been on - there was the other side of the bed as well...

Though tankfully, taht other side didn't have clothes, just bottles, mugs, containers and other such small things that didn't need to be washed, just recycled.