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

Strange?

I wondered for the umpteenth time today.

Haruka Yuzan walked down the neighborhood street, more than once doubting if he had taken the wrong path.

All because of the beautiful girl who had been following him from not too far behind.

After he left the coffee shop, he felt someone was tailing him. Ordinary people might not notice, but when it comes to a beautiful girl, you always have a certain hunch.

Pretending to casually glance at the shops to the side, he took a quick look from the corner of his eye... Chiba Shimizu.

Great, all his little movements must have been crystal clear to this class president.

"Just now, you pretended to look aside casually, but you were actually looking at me, right?"

He mocked the scene viciously in his head, in the tone of Chiba Shimizu. Yes, it definitely would've been like that.

Actually, the class president mustn't be as rational and aloof as she seems.

Inside, she must be a girl whose vanity is at its peak and whose heart is ablaze with gossip.

Otherwise, why would she observe every little thing Otome and I do every day?

After walking a bit more, he noticed the girl was still behind him.

After thinking it over, he decided to say hello?

He deliberately slowed down, waiting for the girl behind to catch up.

The distance between them was only about five or six meters, and it wasn't long before Haruka Yuzan felt the stirrings from behind.

"What nice weather we have today."

Haruka Yuzan looked up at a 45-degree angle, admiring the sky, and couldn't help but exclaim, hoping to attract the pretty girl's attention.

Just to prove, Chiba Student, you've got an acquaintance here.

Now, if Chiba Shimizu would just come over and share the sentiment, voila, the picture-perfect scene of a handsome boy and a beautiful girl reflecting on life would be complete.

Unfortunately, Chiba Shimizu didn't fit the category of ethos and taste.

Faced with such a scenario, she merely stopped to say, "Classmate Haruka, don't stand in the middle of the road and zone out."

With that, she walked past the boy, leaving behind her elegant silhouette.

Clearly, the young lady has her own pride and wouldn't descend into folly with a boy.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the girl lingering in the air, Haruka Yuzan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

Alright, alright, so that's how we're playing it.

Does this count as a greeting?

Watching the girl still walking ahead, Haruka Yuzan didn't bother trying to catch up.

Just like that, after the little interlude, their positions changed, with the pretty girl in front and the boy behind.

The distance between them remained the same, around five to six meters, as if nothing had changed.

The five-o'clock sky was still very clear, with white clouds drifting lazily above, as if the whole city had added a filter.

Cosplayed wives could be seen everywhere, but Haruka thought that cosplaying each character in their swimsuit skins would definitely be better this season.

Walking into the community, Haruka Yuzan felt something was amiss.

Chiba Shimizu ahead continued walking, and her direction still led to the street where his house was.

After all this time, am I the stalker?

My bad, my bad.

Or is it like those novels from a previous life, where one of Chiba Shimizu's stunning girlfriends lives near my house?

Could it be such a coincidence?

But reality was more outrageous and melodramatic than he had imagined.

Chiba Shimizu stopped at the entrance of the villa, standing there quietly.

Haruka Yuzan, about five or six meters behind her, came to a halt as well and stood there, staring blankly.

Until the girl turned her gaze toward him, Haruka Yuzan immediately took out his phone, not to text that tenant, but to call Reiko Onodera directly,

"Hello, Sister Reiko, hope I'm not disturbing your work?"

"...."

"Yeah, it's like this, we have a new tenant tonight, bring some extra groceries over."

"...."

"Mm-hmm, got it."

"..."

After hanging up, he gave the girl a rueful smile.

Chiba Shimizu still had no expression, as if she had already guessed as much.

Honestly, Haruka Yuzan should have guessed too, but he hadn't even thought in that direction. Please, the daughter of a large family, renting a room at my place?

Though that's also quite nice, it's still a shared single room.

What's going on, Class President?

...

Inside the villa,

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, adding hot water to the cup with two goji berries in it.

The clear water streamed down with wisps of steam, misting up the glass cup lightly.

"Do you really want to rent the room?"

Haruka Yuzan curiously looked at the beautiful girl across from him.

"Mm." Chiba Shimizu took a symbolic sip from the cup and nodded.

"Can I ask why?"

Haruka Yuzan asked out of curiosity, not sure if the lady of the big family was here because she had run away from home or something.

But such a rational person, she wouldn't make such an irrational decision, right?
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Chiba Shimizu watched the boy silently, her calm eyes devoid of ripples, "That is not a landlord's concern. You just need to rent the room to me or not."

"Alright, alright." When the girl didn't want to talk, Haruka Yuzan understood, casually waving his hand. But, your luggage?

He glanced at the backpack the girl was carrying, which didn't seem like someone moving in.

Just a small package like that, what could it possibly hold?

Chiba Shimizu glanced at him faintly, ignored the question, and instead took three ten-thousand-yen bills from her backpack,

"This is the rent for one month."

Straight to the point, never beating around the bush—that's the style of Class President.

Haruka Yuzan laughed,

"Okay."

Then, the sound of the door opening, Reiko Onodera came in with groceries from outside the villa, and upon seeing the two in the living room, she showed a warm smile.

And upstairs, Misaki Saki peered out curiously with Roast Meat from the marble banisters, roused by the noise.

The golden sunlight lazily spread into the room, casting a light gleam on the floor.

The family was all gathered.

"Welcome to the house, Chiba Shimizu."