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

Hearing the noise from the living room, Reiko Onodera stepped out of the bathroom,

her black hair neatly gathered up high, a hint of blush on her beautiful face, white tank top clinging tightly to her body, looking plump and full,

However, on the pure white tank top,

two little spots were stretched especially noticeable.

A strip of willowy waist was exposed, below which were a pair of plump, well-rounded long legs, delicate toes fair and smooth, with slightly faded red nail polish applied.

Haruka Yuzan determined in a glance that she wasn't wearing any.

Not expecting the boy to return so early and the weather slowly turning hot, with no one else at home, madam had dressed a bit cooler.

A gentle breeze stirred the off-white curtains from outside the window, allowing the dim yellow sunlight to shine on the reddening wooden floor,

"You came back so early today, why didn't you tell me earlier? I would have started cooking right after washing the clothes."

Reiko Onodera said and was about to come over to help Haruka Yuzan with the bags in his hands.

Her hand, wet with laundry detergent foam, rubbed against her smooth thigh, transferring the foam to the inner side of her thigh, even dampening her clothes a bit.

"If you're hungry, I bought some biscuits today, you can have some first."

Haruka Yuzan took another look at madam, then handed over the bag,

"I noticed that the apron at home is a bit small for you, so I bought you a new one."

Upon hearing it was bought for her, Reiko Onodera first froze, then felt a wave of warmth over her.

The old apron indeed felt stifling when worn, but madam hadn't made much of it; she never expected the attentive landlord to notice.

"For me? We already have one at home, isn't that a bit wasteful?"

Reiko Onodera took the bag, peering inside to see a pale yellow one that seemed to have lace on it.

Although it was just an ordinary apron, she couldn't remember how many years it had been since anyone had bought her something…

The feeling of being cared for…

"It's fine, it's just an apron, and besides, you cook for me."

Haruka Yuzan said with a smile, then took off his shoes at the entryway,

"Try it on, I purposely bought a larger size."

An ordinary apron, treated as if it were a luxury brand item—women are like that, experiencing a strange sweetness.

Especially for someone like Mrs. Onodera, who hadn't been cared for in a long time, past the age of naive romanticism, just a bit of effort can make them incredibly happy.

"Yes."

Mrs. Onodera took the apron from the bag, was about to put it on, then her cheeks reddened—she had just realized she was wearing only these two pieces…

Thinking that since he'd seen it all already, it should be fine… She tied the apron around her waist and found it to be a perfect fit.

However, the scene appeared different in the eyes of the young man,

the apron just covered up the tank top, with the fair skin outside looking as if there was nothing underneath…

Just like those uniforms in films and TV series…

[Wish Fulfilled]

[Reiko Onodera's mood becomes joyful]

Did fulfilling the wish make her mood joyful?

Seeing the sudden notification, Haruka Yuzan looked through the virtual panel,

Reiko Onodera tiptoed, turning and lowering her head to check the back, and in this seductive posture, she perfectly displayed her proud curves.

"It fits very well, thank you so much, Mr. Haruka."

She once again expressed her gratitude to Haruka Yuzan, even bending forward to give the young man a deep bow.

When she lifted her head, she saw the tall boy already standing in front of her, staring at her with a smile,

"Sister Reiko, as long as you're happy."

While speaking, he wrapped his large hands around Onodera's back,

"Let me help you with that."

"Eh?"

Reiko Onodera's little face turned red instantly because she felt an additional large hand on her waist, slowly caressing her skin.

Then she was abruptly pulled into Haruka Yuzan's embrace.

She knew what it meant, and her small hands that wanted to resist were unconsciously lightly tugging at the hem of his clothes, her head resting against his chest, listening to the strong and steady heartbeat.

It must be said, holding Onodera in his arms was an endless delight, the body of a mature woman, soft yet filled with resilience.

His large hand unconsciously slipped under the apron.....

"Haru... Haruka....."

Reiko Onodera called out meekly, her face blushing softly,

The new apron she had just bought was also put to its first test,

Her small vest was thrown to the ground, the fabric of the apron coming into close contact with her delicate skin,

But soon, the sides of the apron were squeezed into the middle and caught in the gap.

Five or six minutes passed in this manner, and Haruka felt it was about time, so he let Madam squat down.

Fifteen minutes later,

Reiko Onodera ran into the bathroom alone while Haruka Yuzan helped pick up the small vest from the ground, shaking his head.

How could such a grown person still be so careless? Why panic over such things, look at how composed I am.

The excellent Haruka... now he spoke with extra firmness.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the bathroom door was opened again, and Madam peeked out, still flushed and somewhat embarrassed, she said,

"Um, Haruka, could you please give me my vest?"

As she spoke, her fair arm reached out through the door crack,

Haruno Haruka grinned and stepped forward to hand over the small vest.

"Thank you, thank you....."

She was excessively gentle and polite...

Today he had returned home earlier than usual. Tomorrow was a day off, a vast amount of time to be squandered, and most importantly, he didn't need to worry about anything at home, Reiko Onodera had taken care of it all.

This feeling of lying down and being a salted fish....was simply too fantastic!!

Holding Roast Meat in his arms, he vigorously rubbed its belly a few times, then turned on the LCD TV.

Such a pleasant time ought to be spent on dungeon raids!

As soon as he logged on,

Yuyiniao, who was determined to create a second group, invited Haruka Yuzan to team up. This guy seemed to be stationed by his computer 24 hours a day.

[Player: Yuyiniao who wants to create the second one!: Hey hey hey! Man, why are you logging on so early today?]

[Player: Japan's number one gunman: I didn't go to my part-time job today, and tomorrow is a rest day, so I can play a little longer.]

[Player: Yuyiniao who wants to create the second one!: That's great, let's go raid some dungeons, oh by the way, I have news for you, I've decided, I'm going to Tokyo the day after tomorrow!!]

Haruka Yuzan was taken aback upon seeing this message,

Then he replied by typing,

"Really? That fast?"

He ignored the escaping orange cat in his arms, thought for a moment, and still typed out a line,

"Should we exchange contact info?"