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

The sunset at dusk painted the sky, casting the world in an incomparable rosy hue.

The evening breeze blew, and the cherry blossoms by the road rustled, a beautiful rain of cherry petals drifting down—it was the season when cherry blossoms were in full bloom again.

The handsome youth walked down the street, with delicate cherry petals falling before his eyes, his attractive eyes deep and enchanting,

Right, Sister Reiko mentioned we're out of salt at home—I'll have to stop by the convenience store to get some,

I heard that the giant lizards at the bottom of the sea have evolved again, it's probably best to stay safe these days.

Having made up his mind, Haruka Yuzan headed in the direction of the convenience store.

As evening approached, more pedestrians began to appear on the road, especially students in various school uniforms, walking in groups, discussing their plans for the evening.

Innocent romantic smiles were spread across their faces, oh, the carefree days of student life.

The only thing that probably worried them was exam week; the rest of their concerns were all placed in finding an innocent love to calm their restless hearts.

However, others of similar tender age carried their own troubles.

Carrying their small suitcases, dressed in pleated miniskirts, revealing their slender and beautiful long legs, they stood under the streetlights at the street corners and alleyways, seemingly waiting for someone.

In reality, they too didn't know who they would end up waiting for. The only certainty was that if no patron took them home tonight, they would probably have to spend the night on a park bench or in an internet cafe.

One wonders if those pairs of tender long legs could withstand the onslaught of the night breeze—they looked pitiable.

Even though Haruka Yuzan himself owned a large villa, he truly found himself willing but helpless to offer aid.

[Name: Yoshimura Eriko]

[Upon inspection, the candidate did not meet the tenant's criteria, please search for a more suitable tenant candidate.]

For those who did not meet the standards, the System's remarks were always this terse, as if reluctant to waste too much time on them.

The reasons given were simple, it was not a matter of looks, but rather that they were all modeled after the "Hokkaido War God" Ogiwara Sayu, a battle-hardened goddess.

If these people met the criteria, Haruka Yuzan would not have ended up with only one tenant thus far.

Sigh,

Diverting his gaze from the girls' tender long legs, Haruka Yuzan sighed softly,

"Why isn't there a runaway beauty I could bring home just after she's left her home?"

Then I could help her get on the right track, right?

How fulfilling would it be to guide a naïve fallen girl who has given up hope on this world?

Every day, he would screen the fresh runaways, but without exception, none of them met the standard.

The suitcase girls seemed to notice the handsome Haruka as well. Clearly attired as high school students, they weren't the primary choice; their main targets were single middle-aged men working overtime late into the night. However, what if the handsome guy was renting a place by himself?

Being so handsome, it wouldn't be impossible without wearing one...

Upon arriving at the convenience store, he found that the hiring sign that had been posted at the entrance that morning had been torn down,

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, had someone beaten him to it?

When paying, noticing no one was behind him in line, Haruka Yuzan casually asked,

"Are you still hiring here?"

The cashier girl, happy to assist this familiar handsome patron who often supported the business, replied,

"I'm sorry, someone applied this morning, so we're not short of staff at the moment. Why, are you looking to work at a convenience store?"

If she remembered correctly, this handsome guy should be a student, right?

"Hmm...it's not that I wanted to come, it's just asking for a friend," Haruka Yuzan said with a smile, "It's a bit of a shame."

"Yeah..." the cashier also showed a look of regret on her face.

If there was a handsome guy to feast the eyes on during breaks, the boring life would become a bit more interesting.

After thanking the cashier, he walked out of the convenience store.

The streetlights had already lit up ahead of time, getting ready for the approaching night.

The bustling streets, neon signs, one must definitely go see the Shibuya Streets if there's a chance.

By the time he got home, it was already seven in the evening, and the villa was dimly lit, with only a faint light coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Well, that's quite nice, Mrs. Onodera has a thrifty heart, which is quite praiseworthy.

"Meow." Suddenly, a meowing sound came to his ears,

Looking down, Roast Meat was sitting on the floor, looking at Haruka with those two wise Beans eyes,

"Meow meow..."

"How come you deigned to come downstairs today?"

"Meow meow meow meow....."

"Can't you speak human? You're being very disrespectful like this....."

"Meow?"

Changing his shoes at the entrance, he reached down and picked up Roast Meat from the ground, the heavy and solid feeling was like a small dumbbell,

Walking into the kitchen, he saw that busy figure,

"Haruka, you're back?"

The kitchen was a bit stuffy, Mrs. Onodera had already put on that large, dark blue robe, her hair tied up high with a few strands moistened by sweat sticking to her forehead, and it seemed a few drops of sweat were slowly trickling down her neck.

Bending over slightly, the wide collar gaped open toward the air, letting the tender skin beneath also breathe some fresh air.

With her hands kneading the dough, a classic movie Haruka Yuzan had seen in his previous life flashed through his mind, the scene of Pan Jinlian making pancakes in "The Golden Lotus", her thin clothing becoming very seductive because of the sweat, mature and sexy, filled with a woman's scent.

This was one of the few big-budget productions that could compete with those art films from the Island Country.

"Mhm," Haruka Yuzan withdrew his gaze from the neckline and placed the salt Mrs. Onodera needed on the table, "Here's the new salt I bought."

"Thanks, Mr. Haruka, we're having ramen today, leave everything to me," said Reiko Onodera as she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her wrist, the careless madam not yet realizing her size 36 was exposed to someone's gaze.

She seemed very happy, apparently, the job-hunting journey during the day went smoothly.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Sister Reiko," Haruka Yuzan found it hard to withdraw his gaze, his mind calculating how to suggest to the madam about paying today's rent later on.

Or perhaps, be even more excessive tonight?

Shaking his head, he walked out of the kitchen with Roast Meat in his arms.

"Meow...."

With Roast Meat meowing in his arms, Haruka Yuzan had already brought it up to his room on the second floor.

Throwing the fat cat onto the bed, under the curious gaze of Roast Meat, the big guy began to flex his wrists and finger joints.

That attribute point, he's got his eyes on it!