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

Miss always seems busy.
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It appears that the things she has done since coming to this villa are somewhat richer than her entire life for the past decade or so.

For the old-fashioned, conservative Chiba Family, self-restraint was an education that Chiba Shimizu had received since she was little.

It's not to say she lived ascetically, but rather, her plain and dull life always revolved around music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Especially since her mother's death, she had never followed her heart's truest desires, nor did anyone care, nor did anyone ask.

She just mechanically repeated the life path they had planned for her.

Did no one even care when she ran away from home? Although it's somewhat sad, but... for her, it might actually be good news.

Because...

Chiba Shimizu, holding onto the wooden handrail, walked up to the second floor, her delicate eyes filled with a relaxed sense of relief.

"Because here, I'm really happy..."

Watching that graceful figure disappear around the bend of the stairwell, Haruka Yuzan too smiled and started sizing up the bashful girl in front of her once again.

The girl didn't seem to be very old, according to the brief on her, she was twenty-two, just having entered society not long ago, but the person in front of her...

Red lips and white teeth, delicate skin, naturally draping black shoulder-length hair, a blush spread on her cheeks, looking so tender as if a slight pinch could squeeze water out.

She wore a very ordinary white shirt and a red plaid jk mini skirt, looking very young, yet those surging waves seemed like they might pop the shirt's buttons at any moment.

By eyesight, she's about the same size as Sister Reiko. On a mature beauty, that would be a naturally advantageous charm, but on the airheaded girl in front of her... it's just unimaginably huge. No wonder Misaki had that lecherous look on her face just now.

Perhaps she's thinking of using someone else for inspiration?

Past the flat belly and further down, a pair of slender beautiful long legs wrapped tightly in black stockings outlined a perfect streamlined curve, and those cute, chubby little feet looked tempting.

Clearly a shy and delicate person, but dressed quite maturely, huh?

She looks just like a "college student" fresh into society, standing on the cusp between greenness and transformation.

"Hello, er, is there anything you need?"

Noticing Haruka Yuzan's invasive gaze, Yaguchi Risa shyly lowered her head, too flustered to make eye contact with him, and even so, she stammered through her sentence.

"Just call me Haruka, do you always speak this way?"

Haruka was very interested in Yaguchi Risa, his future employee, and of course, it wasn't because of that youthful giant...appearance, but purely the concern a boss has for his employee.

"I'm sorry!"

Yaguchi Risa suddenly stood up straight "zoom" and started bowing and apologizing to Haruka Yuzan,

"I-I'll try to restrain myself in the future!!"

"Ah?"

Watching the girl continuously bowing to him left Haruka Yuzan completely baffled.

Hey, hey, hey, such formalities make me seem like a heartless, unscrupulous boss!

"Ptui! Heartless! Unscrupulous! Scum!!"

Misaki Saki, thrown onto the sofa, sat cross-legged with a gaze full of discontent from her soulful big eyes, looking out at the scene on the small balcony.

With a look of one who had been wronged, she was clearly dissatisfied that she had almost reached the peak first and then been pulled aside by Haruka Yuzan.

"Meow..."

Roast Meat lay on his stubby legs and began to doze off, his pitch-black Bean Eyes filled with disdain for humanity.

Body management be damned, only dried fish is the true doctrine!

The clouds in the sky drifted leisurely, sunlight piercing through the clouds, casting its light on the little garden, as beautiful as the girl dozing with her buttocks poised by the floor-to-ceiling window...

The flowers that had been watered today looked particularly vibrant, with crystal-clear droplets twinkling with dreamy colors in the air.

"You don't have to be like that, just act naturally."

Haruka Yuzan himself was sweating from the overly polite girl in front of him, stood up from his chair, thinking of straightening her up.

He really had no choice, she had been bowing for a minute now, and if he didn't intervene, he feared the girl would faint from dizziness soon, as she already had trouble speaking.

As it turns out, sometimes too much politeness is not a good thing.

His touch was soft and fluffy, and there seemed to be a faint sweet fragrance in the air.

Hmm... it's the smell of milk. With a slight sniff, he detected the source of the milky scent, which was indeed coming from Yaguchi Risa, who was looking at him with a tense and awkward expression.

"Sir... you..."

For the first time having such close contact with a boy, Yaguchi Risa just felt her mind go blank, her heart that was already nervous pounded even more erratically, and now, it's like the whole person had crashed, clueless.

Her cheeks were flushed red, a wisp of white steam rose from her head, the airheaded adorable girl, simply... her cuteness was melting his heart.

And for some reason, deep inside, he felt the urge to tease the girl in front of him; it seemed as if it would be fun to make her cry.

Such a sinful thought.

Haruka Yuzan smiled and helped the girl sit down on the wooden chair,

"Like I said, just call me Haruka; no need to be so formal."