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

"Hmm? Haruka, you're in?"

It wasn't until the boy walked up to her that Misaki Saki, sitting on the ground, finally snapped out of her daze,

blinking her large eyes, while continuously stuffing food into her mouth with her small hand.

What an outrageous accusation.

Upon hearing this, Haruka Yuzan nearly lost his footing as he walked, thinking, I haven't entered anything, you big-headed ghost!

So eager for me to come in?

Sighing with a hint of helplessness, he composed himself and tossed the shopping bag toward the girl,

"Here, I bought this for you."

"What did you buy for me?"

Misaki Saki's face lit up with surprise, her eyes sparkling as she peered into the bag as if she was about to dive into it.

"Umm..." Haruka Yuzan was unsure how to begin, "It's just some clothes you can wear? It looked uncomfortable the way you're always wearing them..."

His explanation was vague, but Misaki Saki had already taken the item out of the bag.

The fabric was pure white, cool to the touch, very smooth, and the small design was now exposed to the air; it felt great to touch.

"You! Why did you buy this for me?"

Misaki Saki's face turned bright red. The usually brash girl was now shy?

"Don't you want it?" Haruka Yuzan said with a smile, "I saw how uncomfortable you looked wearing that every day, plus it's a waste..."

"You jerk, can't you speak properly? I was quite grateful to you at first." Misaki Saki pouted her lips.

It must be said that the adaptability of a doujinshi artist is strong; it hadn't been long before she had gotten over her initial shyness.

"It's good like this, economical, not disposable, and when you wash your clothes in the future, like other girls, you'll be able to wash a two-piece set..."

As he spoke, Haruka Yuzan himself couldn't help but laugh.

He had initially intended to buy Misaki Saki a belly cover, but there was no such thing in Japan, not even a term for it.

Truth be told, he was quite looking forward to seeing the girl wearing only a belly cover, but unfortunately, that would have to wait until he could order it online.

"Hmph!"

Misaki Saki puffed up her cheeks at a visibly fast rate, her little nose slightly wrinkled, her eyes filled with a grievance towards Haruka.

His few words had ruined her good mood.

"Alright, try it on and see if it fits," Haruka Yuzan said with a smile, looking at the information displayed on the virtual panel.

[Task reward for completing Misaki Saki's wish list: +1 Attribute Point]

"Okay!"

Misaki Saki nodded enthusiastically.

Having new clothes made the girl's heart sweet, and moreover, she had just decided early this morning that she didn't want to continue using band-aids. Unexpectedly, the boy had brought her a replacement the very next day.

Even the usually simple-minded Misaki Saki couldn't help but wonder,

Could it be such a coincidence?

Forget it, being happy is what matters most!

Shaking her head, just as she was about to try on the new clothes and had taken off her camisole halfway, she suddenly realized,

tilting her head to look at the boy,

"Are you going to keep watching?"

"Of course!" Haruka Yuzan said matter-of-factly, "I bought it for you, so naturally, I am responsible for making sure it fits."

The boy's expression was barely able to contain his righteousness, but he knew Misaki Saki, and Misaki Saki knew him just as well!

"Tch, fake decency."

The girl snorted, and as if suddenly struck by a thought, she let go of her camisole and lowered it down again, saying with a mischievous smile,

"Want to see? Well, I won't let you."

All of a sudden, she took on a provoking demeanor, a look of sass about her.

"What's there to see? There's practically nothing," Haruka Yuzan retorted just as firmly.

"You! Haruka Yuzan, you've gone too far! I'll fight you!"

With that, Misaki Saki, in bare feet, charged at the boy, her face full of anger.
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"Meow..." Roast Meat, seeing the two about to start a scuffle, got so scared that even his bean eyes shrank in alarm.

After a mew, it was unclear whom he was cheering for, but he scurried out of the bedroom in a panic.

....

"Shimizu, could you wash these shiitake mushrooms for me, please?"

In the kitchen on the first floor,

Reiko Onodera asked with a gentle expression.

"Okay." Chiba Shimizu didn't show much emotion, merely nodding slightly in agreement.

The lady always keeps close to madam during cooking time, helping and learning simultaneously.

In the cool eyes of the girl, there was no other emotion, treating this like another aspect of life, very earnest.

This deepened their bond.

"I heard some noise coming from the living room just now; it must be Haruka coming back," Reiko Onodera said with smile as she marinated the fish, influenced by the madam's positive energy.

Chiba Shimizu nodded, placing the shiitake mushrooms in the sink to wash them, and as if making small talk, the lady unexpectedly initiated a conversation,

"Sister Reiko, how is Rika's studies going recently?"

Having decided to engage with a matter, the lady naturally had her own plan. She had looked for Haruka Yuzan during the day,

merely as a backup, after all... she wasn't good at dealing with children, but that guy, he should be fine, right...

Surprised by the girl's question, Reiko Onodera paused, not expecting Shimizu to start a conversation willingly,