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

Upon hearing this, Misaki Saki sat up from the couch, her pretty eyes filled with a little girl's longing for candy.

"Really, I am an honest and upright person, lying is the most shameful!"

Haruka Yuzan said very seriously and sincerely.

Seeing the boy's serious look, Misaki Saki seemed moved, nodding extremely seriously,

"Mhm! I believe you!!"

"Alright! Let's work hard towards our goal together! Can we do it?" Haruka Yuzan said fervently!

"We can!!!"

"Let's grow and strengthen together, do you have confidence?"

"I do!!"

Misaki Saki followed suit, waving her little fists like an ardent little fan, tilting her head up and shouting excitedly.

Roast Meat, sitting on the couch, looked at the scene with puzzlement in his beady eyes, "Meow?"

What are these two up to now?

"Okay, I can feel your sincerity. Now, take off your clothes!" Haruka Yuzan said seriously, as if he were engaged in a very solemn affair.

"Okay!"

Misaki Saki nodded vigorously, not even thinking before she subconsciously began to undo her overalls.

"Hey, wait wait wait!"

Haruka Yuzan quickly stopped her small hand from undoing the button. He had gotten ahead of himself; now they were in the living room, with Mrs. Onodera and Chiba Shimizu in the kitchen. If those two came out before they could get redressed, they would certainly not be quick enough.

Overalls could probably work, though not as conveniently as a little skirt...

"Hm? I shouldn't take them off?" Misaki Saki cocked her head, thinking sacrificing a little for her future was nothing.

Especially since this was also a great idea! Two birds with one stone!!

"No need, let's just leave it at that."

After thinking it over, Haruka Yuzan continued, "Come a little closer."

Misaki Saki obediently scooted towards the boy,

Looking at her petite body and innocent face, Haruka Yuzan made no courtesy,

[Activate Skills "Golden Right Hand"]

[Countdown: 30, 29, 28.....]

Watching the time in the upper right corner trickle away by the second, time waits for no one. Haruka Yuzan didn't hesitate to stick his right hand back inside the girl's collar.

Prodding here, peeking there...

Hmm?

Seeing that Misaki Saki didn't have the reaction he expected, Haruka Yuzan was puzzled. Did it not trigger successfully?

With that thought, he continued to switch places.

Each time he moved, the virtual panel rolled out a new line of text,

[Chance of Trigger Failed]

[Chance of Trigger Failed]

.....

A thirty percent chance seemed indeed a bit low, darn beginner skills! I need to figure out a way to increase the chances.

Finally, under Misaki Saki's puzzled gaze, Haruka Yuzan succeeded!

[Trigger Success]

Was it a success?

By that time, the timer in the upper right corner had reached the last three seconds.

Just now, in a short half minute, Haruka Yuzan had no idea how many times he had touched Misaki Saki!

The little girl even started to doubt whether this guy knew how to massage at all since there was only touching, no pressing!!

The instant the Skills successfully triggered,

"Mmm!"

Suddenly, a tender moan reached his ears. Haruka Yuzan hadn't felt anything, but Misaki Saki was as if struck hard.

Her pure and lovely face blushed with a seductive air, as red as if she were lost in drunken intoxication.

Biting her lower lip, she moaned softly, and her petite body visibly shuddered, her slender beautiful legs pushed tightly against the coffee table.

Then, she relaxed, leaning bonelessly against the boy as if she were drunk. Drunk???

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan was surprised. Was its power so potent?!

He was somewhat shocked.

"How was it? Happy now?"

The girl rolled her eyes at him without saying a word, her heart filled with question marks, too.

What on earth was all this!

...

At the dining table,

Everyone was quietly enjoying breakfast together.

"Misaki, what's wrong with you? Eat more... Why is your face so red?"
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Reiko Onodera asked with concern.

Stuffing a spoonful of mashed potatoes into her mouth, Misaki Saki could barely speak, the uncharacteristically seductive blush still lingering on her youthful face, exuding an unusual allure.

"She came back just now looking out of sorts, so I gave her a shoulder rub. Seems I pressed too hard, and that's how she ended up,"

Haruka Yuzan said casually, "She got so mad her face turned red."

"You!"

Misaki Saki glared at the boy with resentful eyes. Indeed, it was a massage, but, was it painful??

This guy, how could he be so annoying! Now she hadn't even had time to change her phone's damp little bear case, so uncomfortable!

Seeing the two of them, Mrs. Onodera also relaxed.

Chiba Shimizu was still silent, quietly eating her meal.

"Later, I'll give Sister Reiko a massage as well," Haruka Yuzan said with a smile.

Something that could bring joy to people should naturally be shared with more people.

"Sure, then I'll count on you, Haruka,"

Reiko Onodera said with a tender smile.

....

In the afternoon,

The sun shone brightly.

The sun's rays warmed the body through the wide glass windows.

In the living room, just one person and one cat,

Haruka Yuzan sat on the sofa, watching "Princess Kaguya."

Roast Meat was napping in the sun beside him, basking in the sunbeams and sleeping lazily.

After reading the manga for a while, he turned his gaze towards the small balcony.

There was Mrs. Onodera, dressed only in a tight tank top and shorts, bending over to scrub clothes.

Her long black hair was tied up high, leaving her delicate skin exposed to the air. Her full, voluptuous legs and the glimpse of white skin seen with every bend of the waist were sights to behold.

A hard-working beauty was undoubtedly the most charming.

He placed the manga on the coffee table and got up to walk over.

"Sister Reiko?"

"Hmm?"