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

"Mm-hmm!"

"Easy, easy on the Band-Aid! It hurts!"

"I'm just curious, doesn't it feel uncomfortable to stick this thing on?"

Haruka Yuzan looked at the soft pink Band-Aid in his hand, somewhat curious.

He hadn't yet had the chance to study the reward from the last task he completed, so being able to pull it directly off a girl and take a closer look also satisfied his strange desire to explore.

Teenage boys are curious about everything.

The feel was the same as any regular Band-Aid, except every now and then a faint scent would waft through.

"Ugh, gross."

Misaki Saki put on a camisole, casting a deep gaze at the boy.

"Well, it seems this is all you can stick on yourself now."

Haruka Yuzan found it somewhat amusing.

"You bastard!"

.....

After walking out of Misaki Saki's bedroom,

he noticed that only Mrs. Onodera was sitting on the living room couch downstairs.

Chiba Shimizu was nowhere in sight.

Had she gone back to her room?

Haruka Yuzan went downstairs and found that Mrs. Onodera was on a video call with her daughter.

He walked over and greeted Rika Onodera.

"Rika, have you been good and obedient recently?"

"Mhm mhm, Rika has been trying really hard to behave!"

The little girl was as cute as could be, her rosy cheeks radiant with an auspicious smile.

"That's good. When you come to Tokyo later, brother will reward you!"

Haruka Yuzan was growing increasingly fond of this adorable little girl.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Brother Haruka!"

Hearing this, Rika Onodera's eyes sparkled, and she sweetly called out, melting Haruka Yuzan's heart.

Having such a delightful child at home really brightens things up, well... except for Misaki Saki.

Reiko Onodera couldn't help but reveal a warm smile at this scene.

It was clear that Haruka didn't dislike Rika, he even seemed to like her, which was undoubtedly a very good sign.

"Haruka, I've cut some fruit in the kitchen. Come and try some."

Mrs. Onodera had just finished cleaning and came out of the kitchen, only to find that the living room was empty, as everyone seemed to have retreated to their bedrooms.

So, she went back to the kitchen, cut some fruit, and prepared to bring it to them.

Just as she finished cutting, her daughter called for a video chat, and the fruit delivery was delayed.

"Okay, sure."

Haruka Yuzan nodded, stood up from the couch, and left the space to the mother and daughter.

Upon reaching the kitchen, he immediately spotted the plate of fruit on the table.

Apples, oranges, melons, and grapes.

In Japan, fruit can be quite expensive, even watermelons in the summer.

After thinking it over, Haruka Yuzan decided to cut a bit more and divided the fruit into three portions.

Carrying the three plates out, he set them on the coffee table,

"Sister Reiko, have some fruit too. I'll take these up to the other two."

"Ah? Then I'll trouble you for that, Haruka."

Reiko Onodera felt a bit embarrassed; this should have been her responsibility, yet it was the landlord, once again, being inconvenienced by her. She truly felt sorry.

"Sister Reiko, there's no need to be so polite, I should be the one thanking you for always helping me out,"

Haruka Yuzan said with a smile and gave a shout-out to Rika Onodera on the phone screen, "Rika, I've got something to take care of, so we'll meet up next time,"

"Okay, big brother Haruka, go ahead with your work!" The little girl said sweetly, "I'll be good and wait for you to take me to Tokyo for a visit!"

"Mm-hm, we'll meet up next time then, bye."

After finishing his greeting with the little girl, Haruka Yuzan carried two plates of fruit upstairs.

When he passed by Misaki Saki's room, he knocked gently on the door and walked in to find the young lady fervently penning away, drawing... a sketchbook.

She didn't even lift her head, her creative spirit looked incredible!

Haruka Yuzan approached and saw the young lady crafting an image of a beautiful girl with delicate, slender legs and long hair, standing quietly in her school uniform,

Right now, Misaki Saki was working on drawing the character's eyes—cold and indifferent. She portrayed someone who seemed very aloof,

Next to which there was a descriptive text,

The untouchable beauty of the school, living alone in a rented room for unknown reasons. How will the quiet and beautiful girl spark a connection with the male protagonist?

The more he looked at the character design, the more familiar it seemed.

Beautiful appearance, the untouchable beauty, cold gaze,

Wasn't that just a replica of Chiba Shimizu's character design?

Haruka Yuzan felt an urge to spit blood instantly, her actions were really swift, sourcing inspiration from right where she was.

Looking at the girlhugging her draft with utmost seriousness, he was somewhat unsure what to say.

Her fair skin, attractive eyes, and long eyelashes quivering slightly—Misaki Saki was quite adorable when she was silent.

It was a pity that the girl had a mouth.

"This is the fruit Sister Reiko cut for you, remember to eat it later,"

He said gently, placing the fruit plate on the table.

Only then did Misaki Saki look up, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes,

"Thank Sister Reiko for me. Never mind, I'll thank her myself later."

Engaged in creative mode, Misaki Saki was unexpectedly free of her usual restlessness and mischief, appearing extraordinarily serene at this moment.

"What are you looking at? Don't tell me you've fallen for this great beauty,"

Misaki Saki suddenly teased with a smirk, her cute face revealing the same mischievous grin,

"If you beg me, maybe I'll consider agreeing."

The petite girl looked quite smug and self-assured.

Alright, retracting the previous thought—where was the quiet and adorable? It was all an illusion.

Seeing that the girl was about to say more, Haruka Yuzan promptly pinched her soft cheek,

"Shut up, no more talking,"

He demanded, while vigorously kneading her cute cheek.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm,"

The fate of her chatter lay in the grip of a young man, so all Misaki Saki could do was mumble her understanding.
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"Alright, you continue drawing; I'm heading out,"

Haruka Yuzan reluctantly withdrew his hand, finding the young girl's cheek felt really nice to touch.

Plump and springy, he'd find another chance to pinch it.

"Hmph!"

Misaki Saki looked at him with a profound gaze, and gently touched her cheek that had just been squeezed,