Tokyo landlord: why is the panties of the lady next door in my house?!

The night breeze, carrying a hint of chill, blew through the cherry blossom tree in the small courtyard,

Scattered petals fluttered down, and the cicadas' chirps tonight seemed much softer, as the two people sitting in the living room did not hear the usual clamor from the courtyard.

"Meow..."

Roast Meat nestled on the couch, comfortably stretching its little paws as though just waking from sleep.

Tonight, the living room was very quiet, quiet enough to make the fat cat somewhat unaccustomed; it lifted its pudgy bun-like face, taking a look around the room,

and a sudden flash of understanding gleamed in its bean-sized eyes—ah, the poop-scooper and the big boss lady were not here, no wonder there was such tranquility.

Although... even if it had been noisy, it wouldn't have disturbed its sleep...

"Meow..."

Glancing at the beautiful woman and the lovely girl reading not far away, Roast Meat blinked its eyes, curled into a ball, and drifted back to sleep...

Seated on the wicker chair on the balcony, Reiko Onodera stood up, feeling the chill even through the wide French windows, went over to the living room, refilled the kettle with hot water, and then sat back down.

On the small coffee table, two tea cups were placed, the rich green tea rippling, the pale white steam rising and dissipating into the air...

The graceful young girl sat poised, occasionally sipping lightly from the tea cup, her slender, fair fingers holding the small cup, her beautiful, expressionless face serene and cold,

to the point that even Mrs. Onodera couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.

"Sister Reiko, have you thought of a name for the coffee shop?"

Chiba Shimizu, who was studying with a book in hand, suddenly asked.

The cool tone brought Mrs. Onodera back to reality, who glanced at "Kurokawa Design Experiences" in the girl's hands; Reiko Onodera showed a gentle smile,

"I haven't thought about it. Such matters should follow Haruka's opinion..."

"Yes, let's ask Haruka Yuzan when he's available," Chiba Shimizu nodded, her clear eyes showing no ripple, yet the slight furrow of her pretty brows revealed that the girl's mood was not entirely pleasant...

That guy, never dealing with anything, leaving a feeling of being exploited... truly a wretched person, expecting her and Mrs. Onodera to discuss even the naming.

Indeed, a few days ago, Chiba Shimizu had already inquired what name Haruka wanted for the coffee shop.

"Chiba-san, such a significant matter, obviously it should be decided by you, the chief designer!!"

On a lazy afternoon, in the activity classroom filled with idleness, a charismatic slacker lounged on the couch, delivering his final pickup line to the beautiful girl,

"Chiba, you must always remember, this coffee shop is not just mine; it belongs to all of us! It's the result of our collective effort, so... choosing an elegant and noble name, just discuss it between you and Sister Reiko, don't mind me..."

The warm sunshine mixed with the gentle breeze spread throughout the activity room, the boy's handsome face bearing a smile that seemed even more healing than the sunlight itself.

For the young girls, such a spring breeze-like smile indeed possessed a deceptive charm.

This was the assessment Chiba Shimizu had made in her heart about the boy at the time—yes, with that face and shameless spirit, he was indeed hard to resist among people of their age.

"If I have to do all these things, then what are you doing?"

Squinting her eyes as she looked at the boy, the chill in the girl's gaze was palpable, always carrying a subtle threat.

"Me?" Haruka Yuzan pointed to himself, then stood up from the sofa and walked over to the girl, somewhat ingratiatingly pinching her exceptionally smooth little shoulder,

"Mainly because everything in the café is your design, a reflection of your great wisdom. It's like a living being, and since you've created it, naturally, entrusting you with the glorious mission of naming it is only fair! Otherwise, it would be unfair....."

Ignoring the scrutinizing look, the boy's righteous demeanor exuded sincerity,

Of course..... he would never admit to being terrible at naming things!!!

On that sunny and pleasant afternoon, under the witness of blooming cherry blossoms, the sly and cunning capitalist was continuously PUA'ing the girl pure as Shimizu.

It's just.... not sure if the young lady was taking any of it in....

......

"Yes, naturally, it's up to Haruka to decide on such matters." Reiko Onodera displayed a gentle smile, her eyes showing irrepressible mirth when mentioning Haruka Yuzan.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Onodera seemed to have thought of something. With a tender and curious look in her eyes, she glanced toward the second floor and murmured softly,

"Hehehe, I feel like my inspiration is off the charts today!!!"

With a silly chuckle, she moved a bit as if sensing something, and the cute little face involuntarily scrunched up as she let out a couple of "Ouch, ouch" sounds.

Haruka Yuzan felt a mix of sympathy and amusement. This little girl, why is everything she does so different from others?

She was just thinking about saving her progress??? Some actions were just too cute...

As if sensing the boy's teasing, Misaki Saki's bright eyes puffed up, and she hammered two punches on Haruka's chest,

"You bad guy, you're actually making fun of me!!"

The blush still evident on her pale little face, the tender little creature radiated a unique kind of adorableness, feistily cute,

He reached out to rub her little head, his gaze filled with an indulgent smile,

As if he had won a victory, Haruka Yuzan kneaded the girl's cheeks.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm!"

Hearing the boy's words, Misaki Saki widened her eyes round and big, her child-like face and even her voice exceedingly cute,

"I won't accept this!"

Seemingly feeling that her dignity was challenged, or perhaps embarrassed by her previous behavior, the little girl fiercely slapped the bed, her face full of defiance,

"Oh? What don't you accept?" Haruka Yuzan raised an eyebrow.

"You... you you you took advantage of the weak! It's just that I wasn't accustomed to it yet. Just give me a few more times, and I'll handle you with ease!!! Don't doubt my title as a great teacher!!!"

The authority of a Doujinshi Artist is indisputable.

The little one stood up straight, hands on her hips and her back erect, golden hair naturally flowing down, just covering her little bottom.

Except for that defiant little expression on her fair and cute face, a brief moment of pain flashed across her features as she got up,

but in front of the younger Haruka Yuzan, Misaki Saki felt it necessary to prove her own authority.

Watching the girl struggle to maintain her composure, Haruka Yuzan suddenly found it somewhat funny; having such a treasure at home was truly amusing,

"So, you won't admit defeat, shall I give you another chance?"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull the girl into his arms. Seeing this, Misaki Saki immediately recoiled, startled,

"You, you, you, you!"

There was no trace of haughtiness on her little face now.

"What, scared?"

"Who's scared!!"

"Then..."

"No way,", suddenly, the little miss's eyes turned, and she spoke with solemn profundity,

"Haruka... you're still young, you shouldn't waste your energy and time on these things."

She even reached out and patted the boy's arm, "It's all for your own good, you know. If you focused this energy on studying, you wouldn't always be under Shimizu's thumb... Can't a man surpass her?"

When Haruka Yuzan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud; this one was clearly chickening out, yet she tried to seem considerate of him.

Wait a minute... this felt familiar somehow?

Shaking his head, he cast aside the jumble of thoughts in his mind,

"Alright, go and have a bath..."

It had been a while; he had to show his face outside, and there would be a chance to spend time with the girl in the evening.

Moreover, they both felt uncomfortably sticky now.

"(๑‾ꇴ‾๑) Okay! You carry me there!"

Misaki Saki seemed to revert back to her sweet, cloying persona, stretching out her arms in a display of petulance.

She rubbed her small body against Haruka, her fair and adorable face truly hard to resist!

"Alright... I'll carry you there together..."

"Mhm mhm!!"

"Oh my, Haruka, when will I be better?"

"Suppose... tomorrow?"

"Ah? Then how am I supposed to sleep tonight?"

"Well... I'll stay with you."

"You? Forget it, I feel more in danger with you around... After all, it can't be helped; the temptation of an eighteen-year-old big sister to a pure-hearted high school boy!"

Having said that, she provocatively flipped her hair and, held in the boy's arms, swayed her little legs in the air,

"Hehehe, well, I won't blame you, Haruka, if there were to be blame, it would only be..."

The girl babbled nonstop,

Haruka Yuzan watched her, somewhat speechless; as expected, it was impossible to keep this little mouth idle.

"Stop talking, just bathe properly."

"Okay! I want a bubble bath!!"

"Alright, I'll run the water for you."

"And I want you to massage my shoulders!"

"Okay okay, I'll massage your shoulders."

"I also want..."

"Misaki..."

"I want to drink cola while bathing!!" It seemed that, taking advantage of the boy's distraction, Misaki Saki, sitting in the bubbly bathtub, spouted all her demands in one breath before clasping her small mouth with her hand.

"......"

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[A Special Wishlist]

[An Uncommon Day]

[1. Bring Misaki Saki an uncommon inspiration (Completed)]

[2. Bring Misaki Saki an uncommon day (Completed)]

[3. Fill Misaki Saki with surprise and delight (Completed)]

[Upon completion of each item on the wishlist, the landlord will receive a mysterious gift package.]

[Congratulations to the landlord for obtaining 3 mysterious gift packages]