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

Chiba Shimizu didn't answer, his gaze blankly drifting behind the boy, as if... there was someone standing there??

Someone behind me? No! Someone standing at the door???

Haruka Yuzan also noticed this scene, and his heart skipped a beat.

Even though he was facing away from the door, if someone had come in, the opening of the door should have at least made a noise!

His Adam's apple moved seductively, he took a deep breath, and although he was still somewhat nervous, he turned his head,

The red wooden door was quite solid, and the silver aluminum handle still stood there...

There was no one else's figure.

???

When he turned his head back, Chiba Shimizu had already bowed his head and started to enjoy his lunch.

No, is the aloof class president playing these childish and boring tricks?

The reason Haruka got nervous was first, he felt that Chiba Shimizu wouldn't be so childish, and second... he really felt like he was caught in the act of something shameful.

"You."

"What's wrong, Classmate Haruka?" Chiba Shimizu said as he lifted his head, gently brushing aside the hair hanging beside his ear,

The breeze from outside wafted in, bringing with it a pleasant scent of flowers, and blowing the girl's neatly brushed hair back into disarray.

Class president didn't pay attention to these details, his eyes like autumn waters flashed a hint of disdain and slyness.

A beauty that captivated the soul.

"What was Class President looking at just now?" Haruka Yuzan asked curiously.

"I was just feeling a bit uncomfortable in my eyes, looking towards a distant place, that's all. What's wrong, Classmate Haruka? Why do you seem scared?"

"I thought you were looking at me!"

"From any standpoint, Classmate Haruka, you shouldn't have such an idea." His voice was clear and cool, but very certain, and his fair little face seemed to seriously ponder for a moment,

"Whether from a visual standpoint or from our usual interactions, it would only be you looking at me..."

Damn, he has to seriously think such a thing over, which is excessively cute, Chiba Student!

It left Haruka Yuzan at a loss for words.

The cool beauty should just continue to be beautiful on her own, evolving into a sarcastic girl was something that could be dispensed with...

Looking at his newly acquired "Quick Thinking" ability, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Why does it turn into "overloaded pig brain" whenever he faces the genius beauty?

Could it be that this ability only works on individuals at the level of Misaki Saki???

It couldn't possibly be because he was charmed by that delicate and cute appearance??

Hey, thinking too much, a straightforward person wouldn't fail such a small test, right?

Seeing the boy silent, Chiba Shimizu finally retracted her gaze, her rosy lips unable to resist curving into a small smile, a stunning smile that seemed to make the cherry blossom trees outside the window lose their luster.

Unfortunately, the only witness present was lost in his own thoughts and didn't notice this scene.

Cherry blossoms fell with the wind,

April and May, the most beautiful season in Tokyo.

Full of poetic and romantic hues.

After the first class in the afternoon,

The classmates trickled out in groups, heading downstairs.

The home economics classroom was on the first floor of the teaching building,

Everyone's faces were brimming with joyful smiles.

Happiness brought by the home economics class +1

Happiness brought by the last class of the day +1

Happiness brought by the last class being home economics class +3!!!

Glancing at the delicate-looking girl still sitting in front, Haruka Yuzan sighed quietly to himself and then followed Heisuke Yonchu out of the classroom.

He was grateful that his good buddy Heisuke was willing to sacrifice his time to accompany his aunt,

"Haruka, when you come to my house, I will give you my entire collection!!"

"Didn't you already give it to me before?"

"...."

"It seems like it wasn't just once. You guy, how much more of a collection do you have??!"

"Oh, don't mind the details. Collections expand over time, after all, inevitably new things get added."

"If you don't give it all to me this time, I'll just stand you up!"

"No no no, this time I really will give it all to you, the happiness of the latter half of my life is all in your hands."

"The more you talk, the less reliable it sounds. Talking about the rest of your life, no less."

"Really! I feel like Mishima Student is the one fated for me!"

"You two have known each other for less than a week."

"That's also fate!"

"You even just learned her name last week."

"...."

Unable to outtalk a genius beauty, the boy could only pick on his good buddy, venting his frustration from the midday gloom.

Haruka Yuzan happily patted the boy's shoulder,

"Don't worry, I'll help you, whether it's your aunt or Mishima Student?"

"Give me your love manual now!"

....

The two of them made their way to the first-floor classroom amidst playful banter,

It was still before class time, and the other students had just come early.

But upon entering, they noticed something off about the atmosphere—it was eerily quiet.

The girls were all looking their way, which Haruka was used to, but why were all the boys staring at them too?

Damn it,

Did they find out about his cohabitation with the wonderful lady, the adorable kiddo, and the frosty beauty???

Simply because: the girls' eyes looked as if they had lost their husbands, while the boys' expressions turned sour as lemons.

Heisuke Yonchu, who was nearby, even took a small step back, looking rather embarrassed and clearly uncomfortable.

Glancing around, Haruka Yuzan spotted the cause of the atmosphere, paused for a moment, then immediately walked over with a smile,

"Otome, weren't you off from school today?"

In the corner of the classroom,

sits a beauty, playful yet intense.

Jet-black hair neatly draped to her waist. A slightly small, dark red coat, with a white lining that looked puffy from being so full, a gray pleated skirt, and her rich, shapely legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings,

Her delicate and fair face adorned with a mischievous expression, and when she saw the boy, she even licked her lips, teasingly.

Utterly tantalizing.

"Of course, I came for you."

As the boy sat next to her, Otome Yumeko subtly moved her chair,

bringing their distance closer and pulling the boy's arm tightly into her embrace.

This scene set all the male students' eyes alight with sparks.

"Watch your image, we're about to start class." After experiencing her hold, Haruka Yuzan also felt a bit awkward with so many onlookers, and thought about pulling his hand back.

"No, I haven't seen you for two whole days." Otome Yumeko suddenly took on a slightly coquettish tone.

One must remember, this was the person who, as a freshman, had already secured the position of student council president!

Although she had been out of sight for a while, not a single person dared to utter a complaint!

After all, the Otome Family contributed the most to the school's development. Who would dare speak up?

"So many people are watching us," Haruka Yuzan said somewhat helplessly.

Hearing the boy's words, Otome Yumeko turned her head with a smile. Once out of the boy's sight, her demeanor suddenly turned cold.

This abrupt change shocked everyone, prompting them to quickly avert their gazes.

"..."

"Now no one can disturb you and me." The young lady turned back, tightening her hold on the boy's arm in her embrace.

The entire arm sunk deeply into the embrace, incredibly soft and bouncy.

Haruka Yuzan didn't know what to say in the moment. Heisuke Yonchu at the front frantically gave him a thumbs-up, while Mikoto Tamamo also glanced one last time before retracting her gaze.

Ultimately, they were all just kids. After being warned by the young lady,

everyone quieted down and slowly started talking about their own things. The girls discussed the upcoming home economics class while the boys talked about the girls and video games.

Just as class was about to start, a figure appeared at the classroom door, disrupting the lively atmosphere.

Especially those from Class 3, their eyes filled with surprise,

The class president had come to attend home economics class??

Indeed, it was quite rare!

Chiba Shimizu stood quietly at the doorway of the classroom, ignoring the gazes from all around. Scanning the room, she caught sight of the two in the corner. Her limpid eyes lingered for a moment before gliding away.