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

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"So confident?" Haruka Yuzan was somewhat hesitant, was it possible... she had prepared some secret moves? Or a new martial arts secret manual?

"Of course.... Ah hahaha!"

Half an hour later,

"Wuwuwu, I was wrong, Haruka!"

"I won't dare again, wuwuwu!"

....

[Daily wish has been changed]

[Change completed]

[Tenant: 003]

[Name: Misaki Saki]

[Physical Strength: 5]

[Intelligence: 7]

[Charm: 9 (When facing specific groups)]

[Daily rent due: 1,000 Japanese yen (paid)]

[Daily income generated: 5,000 Japanese yen]

[Tenant's Wish List:]

[1. I hope Haruka Yuzan can provide massage services every day... QAQ]

[2. I have hit a creative block today and hope to break through and find inspiration! Stagnant...]

[3. To create a work that will shock the world and be hailed as the great Misaki-sensei!]

[Wish list item one is an ongoing strong wish, task reward: Monetary rewards are distributed based on Misaki Saki's comfort and physical sensation for the day]

A new midnight, a new day.

Master Haruka, who had just finished his busy work, also started a new round of labor after seeing the little guy's wish list.

You should know, how to make money, and how to make more money, was the most important part of his plan.

Looking at the little person lying dazedly on him, Haruka Yuzan also quietly asked,

"Ms. Misaki, are you satisfied with tonight's massage?"

Professional terminology, professional actions, plus a preamble that could elevate the soul, made the fuzzy little guy very satisfied and nodded off.

Hmm... Haruka still remembered to help her "go big", Misaki was very satisfied with this.

Moreover, with it already brimming over, she wouldn't say no.

[Congratulations to the landlord for receiving a five-star review from tenant Misaki Saki, with a monetary reward: 50,000 yen]

Apart from the daily fixed income, scoring a coin explosion from the little guy had also become Haruka's daily must-do task.

It's just... so many days have passed, and the little guy still shows no change... It's really headache-inducing, since under Haruka's technique, even Sister Reiko seems to be preparing to change to a different model of mask.

Why... when it comes to the little girl, there is no effect at all?

Surely, the combination of a youthful face + big "assets" simply doesn't exist!!!

"Haruka..." Suddenly, the small person lying on the boy murmured.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Haruka Yuzan shifted the little person's body a little for her to sleep more comfortably.

"I'm really happy, to have met you, it's really nice." Misaki Saki also comfortably rubbed against the boy, her fair and adorable little face beaming with a content and happy smile.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the air, the girl with her eyes tightly closed didn't know if she had entered dreamland, and Haruka Yuzan unconsciously kissed her little mouth and also revealed a tender smile,

"It will be even better in the future..."

"Mm, I believe you..."

The air seemed to fall into silence, and the quiet and peaceful atmosphere made the boy yawn uncontrollably.

However, before long, the girl in his arms said another sentence,

"Haruka."

"Hmm? I'm here."

"Do you want to know what happened to me before? Like why I chose this otaku path?"

"Isn't it because you're lazy?"

"Humph! Of course not! Dummy!"

"Alright, alright, then can you tell me?"

"No, you have to say: Great Misaki, please tell your story!"

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Haruka Yuzan also chuckled,

"So... Misaki, can you tell me?"

"I'll consider it as you passing! Actually, I come from Hokkaido, you know this, right...."

Tonight seemed exceptionally long.

Those unable to sleep could only lie in bed, contemplating their futures and lives.

Reiko Onodera sat at her desk, continually writing something down by the glow of a lamp that cast a soft light.

The mature and sexy madam chose not to sleep; if Haruka did not come to see her at night, she would generally spend more time studying.

Management, coffee, brand effect, and various event plans.

The madam knew she was not very smart, not as much as Shimizu or Misaki, so she could only put in twice the effort in hopes of being of use to Haruka... to become a useful person...

As long as... she could do her best to help...

Using the method Shimizu had shared with her, the madam's slender fingers flitted across the notebook, diligently recording the information she had just organized,

Gather, summarize, conclude, ready for Haruka when he needed it...

The bright moonlight scattered over her delicate skin, and Mrs. Onodera, clad only in a thin nightgown, was also working hard in unseen ways!

Elsewhere,

Looking at the little one who had already fallen asleep in his arms,

Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Drawing, isn't it just a hobby?

An orphan from a small city in Hokkaido, his usual naughtiness and carefreeness were nothing but a shield to protect his fragile self.

It was hard to imagine such a straightforward, cheerful, and lively person had not a single friend during school, weak, helpless, and for the romance of school life which was terror to her as if in a hostile land.

A problem that no school could ignore, bullying... vandalism, pranks... building one's happiness on the suffering of others?

"Do you know why I like to laugh?"

"Why?"

"Because they like to see me laugh if I don't...

In such an environment, some become more introverted and withdrawn, while others numb themselves with forced cheerfulness and decay.

This is also why Misaki, despite having passed the national exam, ultimately decided to stay at home and become an artist.

Perhaps it was those paper figures that helped her through the toughest times...

Whenever Haruka Yuzan thought of the little one, coming home after a painful day, sitting alone in a small room, slapping her own cheeks to cheer herself up, he couldn't help but feel a wave of heartache.

The arm around the girl's body subconsciously tightened a bit.

Her long eyelashes trembled gently in the air; the little one, in the boy's embrace, shifted uncomfortably.

Haruka Yuzan quickly loosened his grip, sighing softly as he looked at that pure and lovely face...

What you see on the outside is only what she wants you to see; the real depths of her heart require time and patience to unlock.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene after watching the movie that day,

All alone, carrying the little one on his back, she also said,

"This is the first time I've gone out to watch a movie with someone..."

There will be more opportunities in the future, surely...

...

Time flies, mid-June, and the sun is scorching.

Perhaps due to the excessive heat, even the cicadas in the trees sounded especially grating.

In the little yard inside the villa,

Haruka Yuzan took out an exquisite bow and arrow set from the storage, his fingers tracing the pattern as a surge of knowledge and memories unique to him emerged.

It felt as if he had been bow hunting for many years?

"Watch closely! Today I'll show you what a master archer looks like!!"

Speaking, the boy began to draw the bow and nock the arrow proficiently, his tall figure and perfect form gave off a refreshing youthful vibe.

On the small balcony adjacent,

Chiba Shimizu sat on a chair, quietly reading a book, her warm gaze upon the girl unable to reduce her loneliness.

Looking up, her eyes filled with surprise; he knew archery as well?

Beside the girl was a rocking chair, with Misaki Saki lying on it unstylishly, her large frog-eye glasses covering half of her tiny face, a cute person who seemed to be on vacation.