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

The evening glow gradually faded, and the neon city ushered in its own nightfall.

The girls on Shibuya Streets had already changed into tank tops and short shorts early on.

In the late April and early May nights, the temperature was still very low, a slight breeze blowing, making one wonder whether the exposed delicate skin of the girls could withstand the chill.

Haruka Yuzan stood at the door of the room, just about to knock, only to find that the door wasn't closed securely.

With a light touch of a finger, it naturally swung open.
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The room was pitch-dark, but thanks to the dim light in the hallway and the moonlight from outside the window, Haruka Yuzan could barely make out the inside.

The room was clean and tidy, in fact no different from before the girl moved in.

The only change might be the lonely little backpack on the bedside.

Chiba Shimizu sat by the window, the breeze brushing through her silver strands.

The girl turned her head, and the moonlight softly illuminated her coldly beautiful face, making her appear like a radiant goddess in the dark.

At that moment, Haruka Yuzan's heart seemed to stop beating.

"Um... I came to bring you some fruit."

With that, the boy walked quietly up to the girl,

"Why didn't you turn on the light?"

"Does it make a difference?"

Chiba Shimizu countered.

"Um... It seems like there's no difference, because I won't charge you for electricity separately anyway."

Haruka Yuzan placed the fruit plate on the table, looking out the window at the darkened night sky, which was only illuminated by the faint moonlight above and the dim streetlights on the roadside.

From here, only the corner of the cherry blossom tree was visible, its soft petals gently swaying in the air, a singular beauty not nearly as pretty as Misaki Saki's room.

Unfortunately, the beautiful girl was just one step too late in choosing the room.

"Why did you come out to rent a room?"

It seemed that the young lady was in a good mood today, willing to talk to the boy a bit longer,

"You always pride yourself on being smart, why don't you guess?"

It was a bit unexpected, this feeling... It was like the day they were passing notes to each other in class.

"Perhaps, all the drivers of the Chiba Family went on strike together? So, the young lady was forced to rent a room?"

Actually, he wanted to say more, perhaps the girl had run away from home?

But as the words reached his lips, looking at that desolate silhouette, he swallowed them again.

Chiba Shimizu didn't speak, but a rare flash of different emotion flickered in her plain gaze.

This time, Haruka Yuzan saw it, it was contempt and disdain.

"Why not stay at the Otome Family's place? Aren't you and Otome on good terms?"

The topic changed awkwardly, as he would be at a disadvantage no matter what else he said without being able to express his true thoughts.

"What, are you afraid I'll interfere with your good times?"

Chiba Shimizu shot back.

"Our relationship is just the normal one between a landlord and a tenant."

Haruka Yuzan was calm, not showing any signs of panic.

"I just find it odd that Otome would actually allow you to do this."

The girl seemed interested in this topic, Shimizu continued while looking out the window, "She is not that kind of person."

Upon hearing this, Haruka Yuzan sighed softly, "Otome won't be keeping an eye on me, that's the promise she gave me."

This was also why Haruka Yuzan had initially thought that Otome Mizuko had tendencies of "yandere," rather than being truly ill.

An obsession with Haruka Yuzan that bordered on madness kept her from wanting to hurt him, nor did she want to let him down.

Her possessiveness was intense, but her need to control was always restrained, because of him.

"I want to give you a very normal male-female relationship, which would be better for us in the long run, so rest assured, I won't have people watching over you in your daily life."

Those were the young lady's original words,

spoken proudly and confidently to the boy who was taller than her under the blooming cherry blossom tree on that bright and sunny afternoon,

"You and I are on equal terms, and the differences in our status won't make you suffer any indignity, I can wait forever."

Because of her absolute confidence in herself, Otome Mizuko had started planning the couple's life together for the next several decades.

Perhaps, it was because they had not yet become an official couple...

So, Haruka Yuzan had been quietly observing and decided to rescue the girl not long before, also for this reason...

"Hard to imagine."

"Indeed...."

Looking at the plate of cut fruit on the table, lost in thought for a long time, life in the future seemed like it would be interesting.

"So, please keep it to yourself that I'm living in your house. For you, and for me."

"....."

[Tenant: 004]

[Name: Chiba Shimizu]

[Physical Strength: 6]

[Intelligence: 9]

[Charm: 9]

[Daily Rent Required: 1000 Yen (Paid)]

[Daily Income Earned: 6000 Yen]

......

A night without words, the evening breeze unknowingly touched many hearts.

In the morning,

Haruka Yuzan woke up from bed, habitually took out a new pair of briefs from the closet and put them on.

These past two nights, Mrs. Onodera always took his underwear away at the end saying she would wash them along with hers when she bathed.

A very attentive madam, she thought of everything for Haruka Yuzan.

After his morning workout,

Just coming back from outside the villa, he saw Reiko Onodera bustling about in the living room in her nightdress.

Moving toward her, he habitually wrapped his arms around the lady's slender waist, the familiar feeling still so soft and elastic.

But this time, Reiko Onodera blushed and pulled the boy's hands away.

"Shimizu is up, don't let her see."

Sure enough, before Haruka could say anything, that graceful figure walked out of the kitchen with two plates in her hands.

Her beautiful face was still cold, devoid of expression.

As if she hadn't seen the returning boy, she placed the plates on the dining table, today's breakfast consisting of sushi and miso soup.

"Good morning, Chiba Student."

Haruka Yuzan greeted with a smile.

The other side nodded, and that was the acknowledgement of the morning greeting.

And there she was again, the distant belle of high standing....