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

April 29th, Friday, the weather was clear.

Walking on the road to school,

a gentle breeze lifted the girl's pleated skirt slightly, revealing a stretch of her pale, slender thighs.

It was a picture of pure, ethereal beauty, hazy and tantalizingly visible.

How wonderful.

Looking at the graceful figure ahead, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh in admiration. To be able to see such a beautiful sight every day on the way to and from school was truly comforting and pleasing.

To avoid any suspicion, they maintained a distance of four to five meters between them, just like yesterday, one in front of the other.

Nobody had to say it out loud; the moment they stepped out, they naturally assumed this formation.

However, the girl walked slowly, occasionally taking out her phone to check it.

Haruka Yuzan was in no hurry, strolling leisurely along.

That was, until Chiba Shimizu, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped, seemingly troubled by something.

Seeing this, Haruka could only move forward. He couldn't very well stand still and not move, too,

"What's wrong?"

the boy asked softly.

Chiba Shimizu turned her head to glance at the boy, her beautiful eyes calm and indifferent,

"You go ahead."

Huh? Was he caught peeking at the beautiful girl walking?

No, that wasn't it. He was just looking where he was going, and it happened that he saw the girl's figure....

Just as Haruka Yuzan was about to defend himself, he noticed the information on Chiba Shimizu's phone.

A digital map....

Alright, he had neglected to consider that it was the lady's first time walking this route to school; it was natural for her to be unfamiliar with it.

No wonder she had been stopping and starting all the way, and occasionally looking down at her phone.

"Follow me, I'll show you once, but you better pay attention,"

he said, a classic line that Chiba Shimizu completely ignored.

"Hurry up and stop spacing out."

Contrary to yesterday, the final stretch of the walk to school had the boy leading the way, with the girl following below.

Below, as in on the floor plan.

Along the way, Haruka Yuzan noticed that there seemed to be more glances his way than usual.

Especially from those boys, following the line of sight to.... Chiba Shimizu not far behind.

For that aloof beauty at the top of the school's food chain, it was a rare sight to see the Chiba family's young lady walking to school by herself.

It was indeed quite novel.

.....

After entering the campus and the classroom, everything proceeded as usual...

The sound of classmates reciting words filled his ears, while Teacher Nozomi sat at the podium, leisurely surveying the students in the class.

He got the sense that she relished finally having the opportunity to sit at the podium and critique others.

Black stockings outlined her voluptuous legs; Teacher Nozomi was at that delicate edge where innocence met maturity.

Her sensual figure, coupled with the contrast between her professional demeanor and her usual aloofness, garnered her considerable respect among the students.

Especially the boys, each of whom shouted out their words, worried that the teacher might not hear them.

Haruka Yuzan yawned out of boredom,

he had already memorized the words in the textbook weeks ago, especially after his recent bonus points, his learning ability had leaped in quality.

The exam next week was his for the taking!!!

To take down... To take down the third spot!
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Although he would have liked to trounce Chiba Shimizu and Otome Mizuko directly, he would probably need a few more days to build up his strength.

He glanced at Chiba Shimizu sitting in front of him; the young lady's stats weren't just high in physical dimensions, but her skills were also outrageously high.

Even her weakest attribute, physical strength, was at a passable level.

Unable to help himself, he sighed softly and brought up the virtual panel.

[Tenant: 004]

[Name: Chiba Shimizu]

[Tenant's Wish List:]

[1. Desires a book filled with philosophical meaning.]

[2. Hopes to uncover the secret between Otome Mizuko and Haruka Yuzan through observation.]

[3. If possible, wants to say thanks again to someone who has truly helped and cared for her.]

[Reward for completing wish one: 5000 yen]

[Reward for completing wish two: Chiba Shimizu's secret]

[Reward for completing wish three: A random beginner skill]

A random beginner skill?

This was Haruka Yuzan's first time encountering a task reward related to skills.

However, he couldn't help feeling puzzled as he looked at the wish list.

Thanking someone who has truly cared for and helped Chiba Shimizu?

Did he count as someone who cared for and helped her?

The task list was too vague and hasty; its scope was a little blurry....

His fingers brushed lightly over the pages of the book as Haruka Yuzan's eyes narrowed slightly.

At noon break,

students took out their lunch boxes from their backpacks, looking for a place in the school to enjoy their midday meal.

Chiba Shimizu did the same.

Most of the classmates had left; it was then that the girl closed the book she had been reading.

She took her small bag, unzipped it, and almost all the inside space was occupied by a pink box.

In fact, besides that box and some cash, there wasn't much else in her bag.

The few clothes she owned had already been placed in her bedroom the night before.

The empty backpack was being used to carry the lunch Reiko Onodera had prepared for her.

Her fingers touched the lunchbox lightly,

remembering the scene from that morning when she had first received the lunchbox; her pretty eyes flickered with emotion, like a pebble rippling through still waters.

"Shimizu, wait a moment."

In the morning, Reiko Onodera, wearing a nightgown, stopped Chiba Shimizu who was about to leave,

"This is the lunch bento I've prepared for you."

Saying this, the madam handed over the pink lunchbox to the girl.

"I didn't know if it would suit your tastes, so I based it on Haruka's preferences. If you want something particular next time, just let me know in advance, and I'll make it for you."

Her voice was very gentle; the madam had always been like that, always putting others' feelings first.