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

"Eh? What are Haruka and Misaki doing? Why haven't they come out yet?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the living room, and it seemed like Reiko Onodera was walking towards the bathroom.

Haruka Yuzan jolted awake and quickly pulled his large hand out from inside the T-shirt, pushing away the little girl in his arms.

Misaki Saki hadn't reacted yet, and was still closing her eyes, her little tongue tip seemingly swaying aimlessly in the air.

Her little face was filled with pleasure,

Haruka Yuzan watched this nerveless girl somewhat speechlessly, thinking that someone was about to walk up to you, and you still haven't realized it.

Hmm?

Eh?

Seemingly unable to find her target, Misaki Saki finally opened her eyes, looking at the boy in front of her with some confusion,

What's going on?

Meeting those incredibly clear eyes, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh. Ah, well... it's not all the girl's fault.

After all... a beautiful girl who can make her own money, and is a feast for the eyes standing by one's side, even if she's usually silly and lollipop-greedy, what of it?

All the unreasonable things, when they happened to Misaki Saki, seemed... to become acceptable.

At that moment,

The bathroom door was directly opened, and Reiko Onodera peeked inside, looking curiously at the two people,

"Haruka, Misaki... you guys... "

"Rei, Sister Reiko!!!"

Before Reiko could finish, the little one by her side had already been scared out of her wits, turning a shade of gray!

The things she just did with Haruka, had Mrs. Onodera noticed??

A sense of inexplicable guilt spread through the little girl's heart, the scrutiny from the legitimate wife!!!

Will she be kicked out of the villa, destined to wander the streets alone with a small bundle... woohoo...

The thought of herself wandering the streets disconsolately with a bundle poked by a small stick on her shoulder made Misaki Saki feel miserable.

Woohoo... never to have a soft, fluffy bed again... The Loser—Misaki Saki...

Is it... is it possible for Roast Meat to accompany me? Woohoo...

"Haruka... Misaki... what's wrong with her?"

Seeing the girl in this state, Reiko Onodera asked with some concern.

"Maybe... she's inspired? Artists are like that..."

Haruka Yuzan said somewhat uncertainly, his girlfriend suddenly acting up, now what to do!

"Never mind her for now, let's eat first..."

"Oh, okay..." Distracted by the girl's actions, Reiko Onodera had forgotten to ask why the two had been in the kitchen for so long.

"Hey, Misaki, snap out of it, it's time to eat." Haruka Yuzan walked over to the girl, reaching out to pinch her cheek.

"Hmm? Haruka..." Upon seeing the boy, the girl actually sniffed her little nose and said with some grievance, "Haruka... please don't throw me out..."

"Ah?"

That statement bewildered the other two people in the bathroom.

Haruka Yuzan was full of black lines, "What are you talking about? Why would I throw you out?"

"Really? You won't?"

"Really..."

"Swear it..."

"I..."

...

"Time to eat!"

The rejuvenated girl sat in her chair, eyeing the table full of delicious food, and cheered with her chopsticks in hand.

Her little stomach had long been ravenous, and under Haruka Yuzan's signal, she quickly entered into eating mode.

Seeing the girl relish her food, even the others were influenced, and their appetites improved a lot.

"By the way, Misaki."

Halfway through the meal, Haruka Yuzan also started to ask.

"Eh?"

The little girl who had been gobbling down her food also stopped her chicken leg-munching action, blinking her big eyes curiously as she looked toward the boy.

Even Reiko Onodera and Chiba Shimizu turned their attention his way, as if they were waiting for the head of the family to speak.

"What's up, Haruka?" Mrs. Onodera said tenderly.

"Misaki, didn't you publish your manga yesterday? How did it go?" Haruka Yuzan also asked the question that concerned him most.

Whether the girl's manga would be a big hit was key to the pace of the coffee shop's future progress and whether he could comfortably count money from a prone position!

Yuzan was quite concerned about this project, and after all, he had contributed his body to the creation of the manga.

It was his first time baring himself for art; setting money aside, his efforts deserved some attention as well.

He hadn't had the chance to ask in the restroom, and although he had his suspicions, it was still better to ask outright.

"Yeah, Misaki, since you published it yesterday, how did it turn out?" Reiko Onodera, too, seemed to remember and asked the little one with concern.

"Eh?"

Facing everyone's inquiries, Misaki Saki paused for a moment, and then, as if her little brain had started whirring,

"Hehehe!"

The little one held a half-eaten chicken leg in her left hand and a pair of chopsticks in her right, bowed her head, and her whole body seemed to tremble slightly,

"Hehehe!"

As she raised her head, the bright eyes had turned into crescent moons, and a hugely exaggerated smile spread across her face, her little head tilted up high,

Looking very... smug.

"Come on, spit it out, stop playing around." Seeing the little one's smugness, Haruka Yuzan touched her head somewhat helplessly,

"If you don't tell us now, we're not going to listen anymore."

Sure enough, hearing the boy's threat, the girl decisively cut off her act, although her little expression didn't revert back immediately,

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes gleaming sharply as she thrust the little chicken leg high into the air, as if... what she was holding wasn't a chicken leg, but the torch of victory!

"Thanks to the great efforts of Misaki-Sensei, in just half a day yesterday and all day today, my work shot up to the top three on the trending search list!!!"

After saying that, Misaki Saki couldn't help but start to boast again,

"Hahahaha, I am indeed a genius!!!"

"Wow, that's amazing, Misaki." Reiko Onodera also sincerely rejoiced for the little one, even though she didn't know what she had drawn,

But being in the top three of the site was evidently impressive.

To one side, Miss Chiba didn't say much, but surprise shimmered through her clear eyes, and thinking of her own guess, she inevitably turned her gaze to Haruka Yuzan sitting opposite her.

One day after school,

because she had agreed to play a game with Misaki Saki at four o'clock,

Chiba Shimizu hurried back home right away and, glancing at the clock, appeared at the girl's room door,

"Knock, knock, knock."

She knocked on the door, one minute, two minutes, three minutes, Chiba Shimizu stood there waiting,

and just as she was about to knock a second time, the little girl opened the door groggily, sleepily greeted the Miss, and then flopped straight onto the bed and fell asleep again.

It was Chiba Shimizu's first time entering the girl's untidy room, and there in the corner of the wall, she saw that oil painting that made her too blink in surprise...

The image of the beautiful, languid boy made Chiba Shimizu take a second look before she could convince herself...

Had things progressed to this step?

Seem to notice the chilly gaze, Haruka Yuzan responded with a polite smile.

Chiba Shimizu's look was a bit complicated, but she withdrew her gaze nonetheless.

At the table, the little one was still boasting relentlessly, especially after getting the madam's praise, she couldn't contain herself,

"Hahahaha, aren't I amazing?"

The little girl was practically soaring to the sky, "Let me tell you, Misaki-Sensei in the future..."

...

In contrast with the merry atmosphere at the dinner table,

in a very rundown rental property, a sexily dressed blonde Spice Girl pushed the door open and walked in.

The minimalist style left the room feeling empty—almost devoid of furniture,

Even as the sky grew dim, the lamp inside the rental room remained off, and Arisugawa Hoshina watched this scene with an expressionless face,

setting a plastic bag aside, kneeling on the floor, and taking out a cup of noodles from the environment-friendly bag...