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

"Misaki, time to get up, wake up...."

The thick curtains blocked the bright sunlight, leaving the bedroom pitch-dark,

and the tiny figure on the bed, covered only by a thin sheet, lay sprawled out without an ounce of image to preserve.

The girl's sleeping position was poor, the sheet barely covered a bit below her small waist, exposing one pale and delicate leg entirely, while the other side revealed a cute and bouncy little foot.

Her toes were as round and plump as crystal grapes, and from every angle, the girl was just adorable...

"Misaki, wake up."

Haruka Yuzan walked over and pinched the girl's smooth cheek.

"Mmm mmm mmm..." Misaki Saki hummed twice while lying on the bed, but still showed no signs of waking up.

Haruka Yuzan shook his head, kissed her rosy lips, and seeing that the girl still wouldn't awaken, he whispered in her ear,

"Then sleep a little longer, I've made porridge, remember to drink it after you wake up."

"Mmm mmm..." As if responding to the boy,

Misaki Saki pouted her lips again, "Kiss…"

Truly charmed by the girl's request for a kiss, Haruka Yuzan had intended just a peck, but as soon as he leaned in, Misaki Saki wrapped her soft, pale arms around his neck,

"Misaki..."

"Mmm mmm mmm...."

A day filled with romance began with the girl's sweet kiss in the early morning.

...

"Functions, inverse functions... lists, parsing, graphics..."

Haruka Yuzan blinked, trying hard to decipher the math teacher's sloppy handwriting on the blackboard, and once he made it out, he jotted it down neatly with a carbon pen in his notebook.

With exams looming, most students were in a similar state.

The cherry blossoms fell sporadically outside the window, the beautiful pink 'rain' added a romantic hue to the whole school.

A gentle breeze blew through the gauze curtains, lifting the girl's silver hair, her faint fragrance lingering at the tip of the boy's nose, her immaculate white shirt, spotless,

and the occasional glimpse of her profile bringing the purest of delights, so much so that Chiba Shimizu didn't need to do anything at all, just sitting there...

Damn it, if I'm not careful, my attention wanders back to the class president. Haruka now suspected that the lack of improvement in his grades definitely had something to do with the young missy!

The cunning and sly class president, sitting right in front of him, was affecting his studies!!

Mr. Haruka, you mustn't be seduced by her!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

After taking another glance and calming himself, he was about to redirect his gaze to the blackboard, ready to dive into the ocean of knowledge.

But... before he could look,

a small piece of paper was passed to him by the girl.

Hmm?

A familiar scene, familiar actions, the young miss sitting still, her aloof back suggesting no shame in being distracted during class, as if... she hadn't done any of it...

Glancing at the math teacher with his back turned, hoping not to get caught this time, Haruka Yuzan opened the note, revealing a line of neat script,

"After school today, let's go look at the renovation company..."

Work-related matters again?

Spreading the note on his notebook, Haruka Yuzan scribbled a reply beneath,

"Okay, Chiba-san."

As he wrote, admiring the girl's neat handwriting, an immature thought unexpectedly sprouted in his heart. The boy paid extra attention to writing out those five words neatly.

After comparing the two sets of handwriting and finding his own satisfactory, he refolded the note with satisfaction,

and while the teacher was looking down, he gently tapped the girl's shoulder. A small hand soon reached out, took the note, and quickly disappeared.

Remembering the juvenile action he had just taken, Haruka Yuzan smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to look back at the blackboard,

the note reappeared on his desk.

"Classmate Haruka, Misaki doesn't seem to be feeling very well today..."

An unexpected display of concern, Explore more adventures at empire

This morning, thinking that Misaki Saki would wake up at noon as usual, they were surprised to find the listless girl limping down from the second floor before leaving the house.

Her pale little face had a touch of paleness, a large T-shirt just covering her bottom, with her slender legs exposed—was she hurt?

The sight of the girl not having rested well startled Reiko Onodera,

"What's wrong, Misaki?"

"No, nothing..." Misaki Saki waved her hand, leaning on the stair railing, her face appearing vexed as she said, "I just twisted my ankle when I got up,"

"How could this happen." The madam inspected the girl's pale ankle, which didn't appear swollen, but still aided the girl onto the sofa immediately.

Sitting on the sofa, the silly Misaki Saki laughed merrily while Reiko Onodera looked on worriedly,

"Misaki, why don't I take the day off and look after you at home?" It was typical of the madam to instinctively consider others first.

"Ah?" Misaki Saki was clearly startled and hastily gestured with her hand, assuring her she was fine, "Sister Reiko, you go to work, I'll go lie down in bed after I eat, the kind where I won't leave bed the whole day..."

Her sleepy face again shone with brightness, her sparkling eyes radiating a clear-cut cuteness.

"Well... okay then..." Reiko Onodera hesitated for a moment but nodded, "I'll go get your porridge, just wait here and don't move."