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

Hanai Ishishū was just about to open his mouth to argue some more.

But he didn't expect the rear door of the limousine to be slowly opened.

A girl in a white long dress stepped out from inside.

Her features bore a resemblance to those of Chiba Shimizu—three parts similar.

Elegant, beautiful, like the morning dew, crystal clear and too delicate to behold, her brows reflected a unique charm.

Chiba Seiryo glanced at the nearby little mountain village, then turned her gaze to her "foolish" little sister:

"You live in a place like this?"

Her words were filled with coldness and arrogance.

"Is this how you deceive people?"

Chiba Shimizu countered.

"I didn't lie to you, I'm really sick."

The conversation between the sisters was chilling enough to freeze someone to death; for a moment, Haruka Yuzan even forgot the warmth of the scorching summer day.

Wasn't it just August?

Why did it suddenly feel like autumn had arrived?!

"Miss Seiryu, Miss Shimizu, it's hot weather—let's go inside the car and talk slowly," said Ishishū.

True to his reputation as a top personal butler, he managed to use the word 'hot' despite the frigid atmosphere.

When gods clash, mortals suffer; those caught between the two mademoiselles bore the worst of it.

"No need, since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now," said Chiba Shimizu indifferently. Having said this, she turned to leave.

Haruka Yuzan saw it clearly—the fleeting look of relief that crossed Chiba-san's cold eyes.

The aloof and arrogant second young lady did care about her older sister's health!

"Miss Shimizu, wait a second, the eldest miss didn't deceive you!! She really is sick!!" Hanai Ishishū quickly spoke up as he saw the young girl about to leave.

Chiba Shimizu stopped in her tracks and scrutinized her sister standing not far away once more.

Her skin was rosy and lustrous, her gaze still cold and indifferent, no visible injuries, standing there on her slender, graceful legs—nothing about her suggested that she was sick.

Perhaps perceiving the younger girl's doubts, Hanai Ishishū finally spoke:

"The eldest miss has a fever, this is true, Miss Shimizu..."

"Forget it, what's the use of telling her I'm sick? If she wants to leave, let her go."

At that moment, Chiba Shimizu conveniently coughed twice, appearing very weak as she settled back into the car.

The act of sickness, completely… void of any traces of performance, was all emotion.

It seemed as if she had lost all hope in the world, not just physically, but also mentally and spiritually.

Hanai Ishishū stood by the door, helplessly glancing back and forth between the two, his gaze seeming to say:

Look, I told you, the eldest miss really is sick.

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Haruka Yuzan stood frozen in place, dumbfounded, looking at the scene inside the car, and through the privacy windows, he thought he saw a beautiful girl reveling in the success of her plot with a joyful smile.

Dare you make it any more fake?!

Hey, hey, hey, why does a fever after your acting look like a terminal illness?

And, what a coincidence, huh?

No sooner had Hanai Ishishū finished speaking than you began to cough.

The gaze inevitably fell on the butler standing beside the sedan, dressed in a black OL uniform, and they began to exchange looks.

"[Do your young ladies always act like this? Can't you give some real feedback? Who are you fooling with this?]"
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Understanding the look in Haruka Yuzan's eyes, Hanai Ishishū also appeared helpless and even slightly embarrassed:

"[No one is perfect. The young lady has no talent for acting, but I suppose it should be fine...]"

Should be fine?!

Forget about deceiving Chiba-san, even if Misaki came over, she would probably see through Chiba Seiryo's clumsy acting in a glance!

However, Haruka Yuzan also hoped that the two sisters could reconcile because, after his long observation, it seemed—

Both young ladies held significant places in each other's hearts.

The contradictions between them were merely due to the belief that each thought they were doing what was best for the other, lacking communication and interaction.

Haruka Yuzan dared to make such a decision also because of Chiba-san's special wish list, which the System would lay out only if the tenant had a strong desire.

As for Chiba Seiryo?

Simply the fact that she would put aside company matters to feign illness in a remote village just for a chance to see her sister was self-explanatory.

"Um, Chiba-san, shall we go have a look? It seems... your sister really has a fever."

When Haruka Yuzan said this, he didn't even believe it himself.

Chiba Shimizu turned her head and glanced at him indifferently, her eyes like autumn waters making him feel even guiltier.

Unexpectedly, she nodded and walked directly towards the sedan.

Hanai Ishishū was startled at first but then felt a tremendous surge of joy!!

With the young lady of his household acting so exaggeratedly, Miss Shimizu would surely notice.

If she was still willing to enter the car, wouldn't that indicate that this communication could be very pleasant?!

No, he must remind the young lady. It was not easy for the second lady to want to speak with her, the young lady must not respond coldly again!

Haruka Yuzan also breathed a sigh of relief; this was good. To communicate was better than anything else.

But... things did not go smoothly. Just before the dawn of victory, an accident occurred.

The moment Chiba Shimizu reached the door of the sedan, the gravel on the ground started to tremble slightly.

The birds in the forest were startled, and three stretch Bentleys were driving toward the village entrance along the rural road.

On their way, majestic as dragons passing through, their nobility was awe-inspiring.

In recent times, the luxury cars passing through here could almost buy this remote village.

Haruka Yuzan looked over and vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.

It seemed as if he had seen it before somewhere.

Moreover, by the look in Hanai Ishishū's eyes, it was likely not the Chiba family… but the butler seemed to recognize them.

The cars slowly approached.

Haruka Yuzan felt a sudden pang of apprehension, luxury cars from Tokyo in Kanagawa Prefecture?!

A bad premonition was arising in his heart—could it be... Otome Mizuko?!

The commotion here also attracted the attention of many women chatting and cooling off at the village entrance. Although they dared not come close, standing at the village entrance, their curious eyes were equally unsettling.

Haruka Yuzan wondered what kind of image he would take on in their conversations today...

Mischievous thoughts.

But Haruka Yuzan was in no mood to consider them.

The black Bentley gradually approached, and the person inside seemed to have noticed the scene at the entrance of the village.

After parking by the roadside, the young miss with jet-black hair got out of the car, followed by her flustered little secretary who hurriedly provided shade with an umbrella.

"Miss Otome, hello."

Hanai Ishishū greeted her politely.

The latter nodded without replying and walked straight toward Haruka Yuzan.

"Haruka, I've come for you!!"

Upon seeing the young man, the young miss abandoned her previous aloofness, and her beautiful eyes brimmed with mad infatuation.

She reached out to loop her arm around his, pressing her fullness snugly against him.

Her joyous demeanor was like that of a doting little wife, nothing like the cool, distant young miss she usually was.

Even Hanai Ishishū stared, dumbfounded.

Although intelligence suggested that the heiress of the Otome Family was indeed fond of this young man named Haruka Yuzan,

but... this... surpassed the essence of love, right?!

She even wondered if, in the absence of others, Haruka Yuzan couldn't outright demand to XXOO with Otome Yumeko, and she might not even refuse!!

Was this still the successor of the Otome Family known for her decisive actions in the business world?!

The little secretary helplessly replied, accustomed to such behavior, assured that their young miss was indeed such a person of emotion.

"Yumeko, why are you here?"

Feeling the soft touch on his arm, Haruka Yuzan was curious, "Haven't you just returned to Tokyo?"

"Of course, I missed you!!"

Otome Yumeko stuck to his side as if no one else was there, looking utterly sweet.

At that moment, Chiba Seiryu, who had been pretending to be sick in the car, stepped out.

As the future helmsman of the Otome Family, and with the Chiba Family being a senior partner of the Otome Family, it was only proper for her to come out and greet the other young miss.

The thing was, she had just managed to trick her own "stupid, idiotic" little sister into the car, and now this unexpected incident was slightly vexing.

However, when she saw Otome Yumeko clinging to Haruka Yuzan like that, a flash of surprise and astonishment crossed her beautiful eyes.

This Haruka Yuzan was something special, indeed. Although she had heard about him before, seeing him today was somewhat unexpected.

To think he had captivated an heiress of a major family—no, she needed to keep Shimizu away from him, too dangerous.

"Yumeko, you're here too?"

Chiba Seiryu stepped out of the car and slowly spoke.

Their families were old friends, well acquainted in both business and personal matters.

"Hmm. What's this about...?"

Otome Yumeko squinted her eyes, and when her gaze left Haruka Yuzan, a dangerous aura filled her beautiful eyes.

"I came to pick up my little sister for lunch."

Chiba Seiryu casually stated, unaffected by the young miss's mood.

"Oh, that's great!"

Yet to everyone's surprise, once Otome Yumeko heard that she wasn't there for Haruka, her large eyes visibly brightened.

"I thought you were here for Haruka! That's good then, you all go ahead and be busy!"

The speed of her mood change stunned both Chiba Seiryu and Hanai Ishishū, who clearly hadn't anticipated Otome Yumeko's shift.

Little secretary: It's all good, it's all good…..o(╥﹏╥)o I've gotten used to our young miss becoming like this...

"Well, we won't disturb you then, I....."

Chiba Seiryu nodded, since it seemed that they were not interfering with each other, a simple greeting was enough, and they could go their separate ways.

"I'm not going."

Chiba Shimizu said decisively.

For a moment, the situation turned slightly awkward.

"Shimizu, don't be stubborn."

Chiba Seiryu couldn't help but frown.

"Just listen to your sister, okay? Don't throw a tantrum like a child. Come eat with us, and Haruka will stay here with me."

Otome Yumeko said with a smile, seemingly eager for the drama and tightened her grip around Haruka Yuzan's arm provocatively.

"Yumeko, stop making trouble."

Haruka Yuzan admonished her with a bit of severity.

Otome Yumeko pouted for a moment, then obediently closed her mouth.

Chiba Seiryu glanced at the sweet couple not far away, then back at her stubborn little sister.

A bold and not-so-good thought echoed in her mind.

No way, could Shimizu like the same guy as Yumeko... the one named Haruka Yuzan?

No, that's not right, she knew her sister; such a proud person wouldn't fall for the same guy as her best friend.

But... looking at her expression, it seemed like...

"Let's go eat together then. Seiryu, you wouldn't mind an extra pair of chopsticks, would you?"

Haruka Yuzan said with a smile.

Chiba Seiryu came back to her senses, her expression complex as she nodded, "Then let's all go eat together."

Even though Otome Yumeko wasn't pleased, she didn't object further because it was Haruka Yuzan's decision.

And so, four luxury cars headed down the mountain.

Inside the car.

Haruka Yuzan glanced at Otome Yumeko next to him, then at Chiba Shimizu sitting across from him.

The atmosphere turned a bit awkward for a moment.

Otome Yumeko cast a dangerous glance at Chiba Shimizu.

Then, as if she thought of something, her pretty large eyes gleamed with mischief.

"Haruka, I missed you so much."

The young miss wore a simple long dress today, accentuating her graceful, gorgeous figure. She leaned against his neck and blew softly.

"Hmm, I missed you too."

Haruka Yuzan replied, though his neck felt ticklish.

He didn't reject these flirtatious gestures,

until... Otome Yumeko's restless fingers trailed down, along his abdomen, coming to the edge of his shorts.

There they loitered, back and forth.

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