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

Ginza,

EUISBP Japanese restaurant.

The exquisite environment and beautiful music made people feel comfortable and relaxed.

The patrons here were undoubtedly dressed in casual kimonos or formal attire;

students in school uniforms like Haruka Yuzan and Otome Yumeko were a rare sight.

However, the rarer they were, the more no one dared to underestimate these two young people with exceptional charisma.

Upon arriving at the private room,

lush greenery, flowing water, and a path lined with pebbles and unnamed plants,

a careful look revealed the bustling city outside through the large, clear floor-to-ceiling windows,

seemingly situated in a courtyard while in the midst of a skyscraper.

Wealthy people really know how to enjoy life.

Haruka Yuzan sat on the cushion, finding the scenery quite fascinating.

The young miss was kneeling beside him, clinging close to the boy like an ancient geisha, smiling as she poured water for him.

Haruka Yuzan naturally enjoyed the young miss's service, the undulating touch on his arm vague but distinct as he lifted his cup and took a sip,

he could only sigh and think, life is truly good.

Even the female manager who personally came to serve the dishes was surprised, what kind of person could make the Otome Family's young miss serve water and smile submissively??

The look she gave Haruka was becoming increasingly strange.

Nevertheless, the manager covered her surprise well, only showing a brief moment of astonishment before respectfully placing the exquisite dishes on the long table.

The attendants in kimonos followed one after another, each beautiful dish systematically arranged on the table.

In reality, this type of dining should involve eating one dish at a time, with someone at the side ready to wait for instructions.

But the young miss disliked the constant interruption of their sweet time together by the staff opening the door to enter or leave, so with a wave of her hand, all the dishes were served at once and everyone was dismissed.

"Young miss, all the dishes have been served, please enjoy. If you need anything, please feel free to call me."

The female manager in kimono said this before leading the staff out.

The door closed,

and the small courtyard instantly became tranquil, the sound of flowing water like a background melody, adding an extra touch of elegance to the room.

The cuisine seems to be called "Dressed Summer"

But it was mostly sashimi.

Perhaps, this is the true essence of summer?

"Haruka, try this."

Otome Yumeko, like a diligent little wife, picked up a chunk of fatty tuna with her chopsticks, dipped it in a bit of wasabi, and brought it to the boy's mouth.

Haruka Yuzan cooperatively opened his mouth, gently clamping onto the girl's chopsticks.

Tender and fresh, the unique wasabi gave the tuna a refreshing taste.

He didn't mind eating sashimi, it was just that he was used to cooked food usually.

"You feed me now."

Otome Yumeko put down her chopsticks and lay in the boy's arms, her expression filled with anticipation.

Feed her?

Thinking of this somewhat perverse person…

Would merely using chopsticks to feed her not suffice? Probably... probably not...

Damn, I, a person so honest and kind, could it be that I must do such a shameful act??

But if I don't satisfy her, will I be able to get home smoothly tonight?

At school, Otome Yumeko was already so wild,

now that we are outside of school, alone together…

Looking down again at the joyful pretty face lying in his arms, those eyes...

It's like I'm her precious treasure?!?

Noticing the boy's gaze, Otome Yumeko extended her finger, softly tracing the boy's handsome cheek.

"Haruka, I like you so much…"

"Hmm, I know," Haruka Yuzan took a deep breath, as if making a significant decision, picking up a slender slice of salmon with his chopsticks, dipping both sides in wasabi.

He put one end in his mouth and leaned in to kiss those rosy lips.

Otome Yumeko, lying in his arms, was taken aback, but then her pretty face lit up with immense surprise, and she opened her mouth wide to accept Haruka's offering.

As their lips touched, Haruka Yuzan intended to transfer the tuna into the girl's mouth and then withdraw, but Otome Yumeko clearly wasn't going to let the boy go so easily.

Her slender arms wrapped around Haruka's neck, pulling him tightly into her embrace.

Haruka Yuzan didn't hold back either, withdrawing his leg from beneath the table, flipping around, and then pressing his whole body on top of the young miss.

The white shirt became wrinkled, and two buttons popped open without notice.

After a while,

Otome Yumeko looked contently at the boy before her,

"I didn't expect you'd actually feed me with your mouth."

With both hands cradling Haruka's face, her eyes already lost in him, she gave Haruka the impression he might not be able to leave tonight.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Haruka Yuzan's heart skipped a beat.

"When did I ever say that?" Otome Yumeko licked the corner of her mouth, a sly grin on her face as she asked,

"And you, where did you learn such tricks?"

"Uh...." Haruka Yuzan's face flushed with embarrassment as he thought of getting up from the ground, but the girl still held him tightly, unwilling to let go, "I read it in a book."

Am I the emotional pervert???!

"I bet you don't have the guts to do this with any other girl," Otome Mizuko said, pulling the boy firmly into her bosom.

Her fingers ran through the boy's hair, as the girl murmured soulfully,

"Haruka, no matter who it is, I will always be the one who loves you the most...."

Haruka Yuzan wanted to reply, but the girl's size, which surpassed that of her peers, silenced him as though he was lying on a soft, elastic pillow.

After struggling a bit and realizing that the young lady had no intention of letting go, he lay there honestly,

When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

If you can't get away, then enjoy it.

"For now, I'll just think of you as playing outside for a bit longer. After all, it's normal for students to want to play. When you're exhausted and wounded from play, then you'll clearly see who loves you the most, Haruka...."

As she spoke, she lifted the boy up from her chest, with her eyes brimming with passionate love,

"I love you the most, Haruka...."

Her fair and delicate face turned a shade of red while her small hands slowly tightened, as if she wanted to meld Haruka Yuzan into her body with her loving gaze.

Dread filled his heart, and the intense feeling made Haruka Yuzan's back turn cold.

He swallowed, calming his nerves,

Now, in his line of sight, there appeared two options:

A. Say to Otome Mizuko, I love you too.

B. Say to Otome Mizuko, Otome, you need to calm down.

In a flash, his brain quickly processed the possible outcomes of both choices. He took a deep breath and said nonchalantly,

"Otome, you need to calm down."

As soon as he finished speaking, silence fell upon the room.

The "pitter-patter" of water echoed in the room while Haruka Yuzan looked calmly at the girl beneath him.

Otome Mizuko was taken aback, and the fervent love in her eyes slowly dissolved a little; her grip on the boy's head also began to loosen,

Haruka Yuzan sat up, and the girl, whose clothes were disheveled, also sat up, her head lowered. The once neat and black hair fell in disarray, hiding the girl's lovely face.

"I'm sorry, Haruka.... I didn't control myself just now."

As she spoke, a sob seemed to emerge from her, regretting her recent actions,

"I just love you so much. I always try to control myself, but every time I see you, this happens."

As she talked, she raised her head, her previously bright eyes now filled with tears, looking like... the eyes of a little puppy...

"I really wish to give you a normal boyfriend-girlfriend experience, but, but... I'm genuinely afraid of losing you...."

The beauty of a blooming rose with thorns couldn't change her innate fragility, and in fact, it made her even more pitiable.

Haruka Yuzan slowly embraced the girl, soft and fragrant, and whispered in her ear,

"It's okay, take it slow. I trust you."

"Mm...."

After waiting for the girl to recover, Haruka Yuzan also breathed a sigh of relief,

Feeling somewhat relieved for making the right choice.

That very moment, he considered many things,

If he had followed Otome Mizuko's words and said "I love you,"

The girl certainly wouldn't have cried, and she would have held Haruka Yuzan even tighter, but the frenzy in her eyes would not have faded, it would have become even crazier, which is not what Haruka wanted to see.

Fortunately, it seemed he had made the right choice.

...

"Here, try this."

"Don't eat it anymore, it's not fresh. I'll have them bring up a new one in a bit," he said.

Even though she said that, Otome Mizuko still ate the sea urchin from the boy's spoon.

The couple, now back to normal, resumed their sweet demeanor as young lovers.

The young lady pulled out her phone and sent a message; shortly after, the door opened, and the waiters filed in, taking away the barely touched dishes on the table.

This pained Haruka, who was used to being frugal, to watch.

When they returned, they brought a new order of "Dressed for Summer."

The efficiency was remarkable, as the restaurant was backed by the Otome family.

Whatever the young lady wanted, even if she wished to clear the venue, it would pose no problem.

Settling down to enjoy the meal once more, Haruka Yuzan was indeed getting hungry, and besides, this was the first time he had tasted such expensive food.

With the first bite, he couldn't really taste anything – if anything, it might just be the flavor of money, like smelly tofu, both ugly and fragrant.

In the middle of the meal, taking advantage of Otome Mizuko's calmness,

Haruka Yuzan tentatively started to ask,

"Otome, why do you like me?"

Seeing the girl clinging to him, Haruka Yuzan quickly added,

"No offense, I'm just curious."

He had asked her before, but Otome Mizuko's answer was always "love at first sight."

Talk of ghosts could only deceive children.

Seeing his reaction, Otome Mizuko smiled and rested her chin on his shoulder, her eyes revealing a faint infatuation,

"Do you remember that night when you first came to Tokyo? Did anything special happen...."

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