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

How long have you known this guy?

Over a year now... Every time I log on, he's there like clockwork, promptly dragging him into it...

From what I heard in voice chat before, she claims to be a freelancer. Combining that with the ID, Haruka Yuzan could make a pretty solid guess.

Sure enough, the moment the other side saw Haruka's message, she immediately sent a reply,

[Player: Determined to Create the Second Yuyiniao!:Hey, you're not planning to get my contact info and then lure me to your place, in the end falling for my beauty and making me your XX, are you?]

Seriously, is your brain filled with junk?

[Player: Japan's Number One Male Gunner:...Despise]

[Player: Determined to Create the Second Yuyiniao!:Just kidding, my LINE is XXXXXXX]

Seeing this message, Haruka Yuzan took out his phone and found someone with the ID Brother Ecchi, whose profile picture was a high-definition image of Futaba Anzu lying on a chair smoking.

ID, profile picture, all matched Haruka Yuzan's predictions about Yuyiniao.

A die-hard fujoshi and an otaku at that!

And the kind that completely lies down in defeat...

After sending the verification message, his friend request was quickly accepted,

Before Haruka Yuzan could send his friendly hello, the guy had already sent him a [Little Evil God's Lewd Emoji Pack.]

"...."

"Hurry up and log on to play the game! Stop wasting time! [Super urgent!]"

"Why is it always about playing games? Don't you have any other interests? Every time I log on, you're always there.[Despise]"

"Living is all about being happy, carefree, not straining your brain, getting pleasantly plump, filled with hope. Life, ah, it's just that simple.[Lying down]"

"...."

Why does that line sound so familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere...

"You high school brat still in your diapers, this is a golden saying of life, remember it well!!"

"Dammit, that's what your otaku loli character profile picture would say!!"

....

I played games with this guy until after eight in the evening, only stopping when Reiko Onodera called me down for dinner.

As I was about to log off, Haruka Yuzan seemed to suddenly remember something,

"I haven't asked yet, what's your name?"

"Listen up, little brother, your sister's grand name is Eromanga! But you can affectionately call me Teacher!"

"...."

"Alright, alright, my name is Misaki Saki.[Proud]"

"Haruka Yuzan....."

.....

Dinner today was quite sumptuous. Reiko Onodera was still wearing that white tank top, but now she had added a pair of black shorts to the ensemble.

Though not as enticing as in the afternoon, the tight, bulging tank top was still very pleasant to look at.

The dinner was rich with four dishes and a soup prepared by Reiko Onodera just for the two of them.

No wonder she was busy until now before we could eat.

Looking at the colorful dishes on the table, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh deeply,

Alas, that thrifty and well-managed young man of the past, now with his first real tenant, he's become so luxurious...

Unthinkable, unthinkable...

Reiko Onodera actually felt it was a bit wasteful too, but considering she hadn't made enough food for the past two nights, she thought Haruka Yuzan, the young master, had been slighted, so today she decided to make a little extra...

Haruka's riches, all imagined...

After dinner, Haruka Yuzan was still lounging on the sofa, watching TV, living like an old man.

On the TV,

"It's my responsibility for dragging you in here. I'll have a drink, and you can have some oolong tea," Kitahara Iori said as he handed the oolong tea to Kouhei.

The handsome guy, Kouhei, wearing a T-shirt with a cute girl pattern on it, drank the tea without any precautions, and then set the remaining oolong tea on fire with a lighter.

Watching the facial art of the two silly male leads in "Azure Sea," Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but let out a laugh.

It is common knowledge that oolong tea is flammable.

Oolong tea with nine parts vodka, one part whiskey.

After finishing the dishes, Reiko Onodera also sat down next to Haruka and, realizing she couldn't get the jokes in the animation, took out a notebook and started to read it.

The night deepened, and the streets in the community grew silent, with the streetlights on either side casting a soft glow.

The season was nearing summer, and it seemed that the sound of cicadas could already be heard faintly from the weeds.

Haruka Yuzan watched "The Sea of Facial Artistry" up to episode eight in one go, and only then did he turn his gaze to the madam beside him.

White and tender legs in short shorts were pressed together; with a slight wiggle of her buttocks, the two of them were now sitting very close to each other.

A large hand naturally rested on the madam's thigh, the smooth touch cool to the touch. Reiko Onodera's face flushed red, but she didn't say much.

Bringing up the virtual panel,

[Tenant's Wish List]

[2. Hope work goes smoothly today. (Pending)]

He noticed that wish number two on Reiko Onodera's list had not yet been completed.

So Haruka Yuzan tentatively asked,

"Sister Reiko, did work go smoothly today?"

Reiko Onodera, with a blush, looked down and said,

"Everything went quite smoothly; the staff were all very nice...."

[Completed Reiko's wish number two, reward: one piece of the madam's intimate clothing.]

Suddenly, Reiko Onodera, who was originally lost in thought, was startled as if she discovered something alarming,

Underneath her black shorts, how come there was nothing at all???

She was sure she remembered dressing. Why was there a chilly feeling???

And Haruka Yuzan only felt the pocket on his right side swell up visibly to the naked eye....

Reaching his hand in, he felt the touch of fabric....

???

Damn, they didn't even ask if I wanted to take it out; it's been placed directly in my pocket? If this were found out, my good reputation might not be salvageable....

This honest young man has been victimized!

After a moment of panic, Haruka Yuzan calmed down. If he was discreet enough, why would the madam care about his pocket?

Sure enough, Reiko Onodera now had no time to look at the boy beside her....

The night breeze blew, lifting the boxers Haruka Yuzan had hung on the balcony...

....

Eleven o'clock at night,

The villa had already turned off the lights; only the television screen in the living room shone brightly in the darkness.

After seeing Reiko Onodera squirm back to the bedroom,

Haruka Yuzan got up to turn off the TV, stretched lazily, and realized he was incredibly excited and not at all sleepy.

He picked up Roast Meat, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and returned to the second-floor bedroom.

In the bedroom, after dropping Roast Meat down, he locked the door and turned on the brightest light in the room.

It was only then that he took out the task reward from his pocket.

Unfolding it in the air, Haruka Yuzan felt that the style and design looked somewhat familiar,

???

Wasn't this the exact piece the madam wore this afternoon?

The genuine article!!?