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

"Mmm mmm mmm."

Misaki Saki frantically stuffed food into her little mouth.

Eating and eating, her face still beamed with a smile, yet seemingly, a glint of tears flickered at the corner of her eyes.

"Eat slower, Misaki," Reiko Onodera said, revealing a warm smile, happy to see the girl had returned to her usual self.

As a housewife, the scene she loved most was seeing everyone eager to eat the meals she prepared.

Chiba Shimizu and Haruka Yuzan were very dignified, showing no sign of their enjoyment, only around Misaki Saki could one feel how delicious the food was.

Every time she watched the girl eat, it somehow smelled extra delicious.

"Mmm mmm."

Misaki Saki didn't want to talk anymore, regretting that she had eaten too many snacks earlier.

Curse those chips, curse that chocolate, curse that soda!!!

"There's no need to stop her, Sister Reiko, she seems to be enjoying her food," Haruka Yuzan said with a laugh.

"Mmm mmm mmm!"

Misaki Saki glared at the boy.

"Mhm mhm," Reiko Onodera nodded in satisfaction.

All the hardships of the world, it seemed, were borne by Misaki Saki alone.

....

After the meal,

the little one sprawled on the chair, touching her slightly swollen belly, her gaze hollow as she pondered life, as if there were nothing in the world worth cherishing—her world turned monochrome.

She really does have special effects...

"Misaki, are you alright?"

Reiko Onodera asked with concern.

"No, I'm fine, just ate a bit much," Misaki Saki struggled to lift her little head and showed madam a reassuring expression,

"Tonight's grilled fish was delicious." As she said this, her small hand raised a thumbs-up in affirmation and praise.

"That's good, I'll go cut some fruit," Reiko Onodera said with a smile, and then headed to the kitchen.

However, the moment madam turned around, Misaki Saki on the chair seemed to collapse, her little head slumping and her hands spreading out as if she had passed out.

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan was startled and hurried over,

"Hey, hey, hey, pull yourself together, Misaki-san."

He patted her tender little face, "If you can't eat it, you don't have to. No one is forcing you."

Misaki Saki turned her head with difficulty and said weakly, "No, I can't let Sister Reiko's kindness go to waste."

"You really... you make me want to cry," Haruka Yuzan said, seemingly moved.

"Remember, remember..."

Misaki Saki was speaking as if giving her last wishes,

But before she could finish, as if possessed by a drama queen, her little head lolled and her tongue stuck out.

"Misaki!"

Haruka Yuzan wore an expression of utter distress, both of them overacting.

In the end, the boy stood up solemnly,

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to publish your collection of manga, it will be called 'Misaki, the Great Teacher's Collection.'

"Good...!"

As she uttered the last word, Misaki Saki seemed to fall silent.

"This is green tea, it helps with digestion."

At that moment, Chiba Shimizu came over, ignoring the overacting duo, and placed a cup of tea in front of the girl.

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, Misaki Saki instantly revived, jumping up from her chair, her cute face full of emotion, Your next read awaits at mvl

"Shimizu-chan, I'm so touched!"

Chiba Shimizu didn't speak, just nodded, then turned and went back to the couch, picking up 'Being and Nothingness' Haruka had given her.

Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

...

The rich, fragrant tea swirled in the cup, reflecting the girl's adorable face,

Misaki Saki clutched the cup contentedly, her entire little self looking like a chibi character, her short legs swaying in the air,

Occasionally sipping the green tea and then emitting a relaxed and happy sigh,

"Ah! Blissful..."

It seemed life couldn't get any simpler, with her collagen-filled cheeks begging to be pinched.

"I never imagined you had such a thoughtful side, Chiba," Haruka Yuzan said from the sofa, gazing at her graceful face. "Very heartwarming."

As if Chiba Shimizu anticipated this, she didn't even look up at him, merely uttered,

"I just happened to make tea. You can pour some for yourself if you want."

Glancing over, there indeed was a small teapot on the coffee table. Ever since the young lady had arrived at the villa, there had always been tea.

Sometimes, Haruka would also taste it, the bitterness on his tongue always reminding him,

He must never become as boring as Chiba Shimizu.

Such a life, like that of an ascetic monk: reading, studying, drinking tea—she's supposed to be a vibrant Kokoku High schoolgirl!

"I'll pass on the tea, can't really enjoy it," Haruka Yuzan picked up a novel as well and started reading.

Better to stick with his goji berry water...

When someone else was 'charging' like that, even playing games would invoke deep guilt.

Chiba Shimizu indulging in 'Being and Nothingness' while he opted for 'The Classroom of Superiority' should be fine...

"Just reading novels, you'll never outdo me no matter how hard you try," Chiba Shimizu suddenly said nonchalantly.

The warm evening breeze from outside fluttered through the window, lifting a strand of her silver hair, revealing her pale, beautiful face, her lips a touch of red, her eyes subtly expressing emotion.

The young girl sitting quietly there, stunningly beautiful, was heart-stoppingly lovely.