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

Two small paws waved occasionally in the air.

The chubby bun face was full of urgency.

Rika Onodera swung her little legs in the air and, upon seeing Reiko Onodera come out, immediately set aside the Roast Meat and ran over with bounces and jumps,

"Mom, let me blow-dry your hair!"

Reiko Onodera revealed a tender smile, affectionately touched the little girl's hair, and nodded,

"Alright, then I'll leave it to little Rika!"

"Mhm! It's not hard!"

Excited to blow-dry her own mother's hair, Rika Onodera seemed extremely happy as she scurried into the bathroom to wash her hands and prepare to blow-dry the hair.

The wall clock ticked away methodically, while Tom on the TV screen was subjected to various pranks by Jerry, with wildly creative and exaggerated antics.

Watching this, Roast Meat even squinted its eyes, its expression seeming to say, Hmm? Can it be done like this? Why can't I?

The little girl stood on the couch, blowing her mother's hair with a look of earnestness on her adorable face, too focused to even glance at the television.

The lady was also enjoying her daughter's service, a rare moment of parent-child time.

A harmonious and beautiful afternoon.

.....

The breeze blew through the white gauze window, lifting the strands of silver hair by the girl's ear,

Chiba Shimizu sat at her desk, her room as neat and tidy as her, devoid of unnecessary furniture.

It barely differed from those empty rooms.

The only additions were a schoolbag always placed by the bed and a few scattered pieces of clothing in the wardrobe.

Chiba Shimizu smoothed a strand of hair by her ear and looked outside the window to see only a glimpse of sakura branches, as the view from her room wasn't particularly outstanding.

Ordinary, with just a glimpse of cherry blossoms and the small pond in the backyard.

On the desk sat "Being and Nothingness", a gift from Haruka Yuzan, but now the girl was engrossed in a thick notebook.

With a carbon pen in hand, she gently flipped through the notes, one page, two pages, three pages...

Each page was filled with notes, was this, possibly a... diary?

If Haruka Yuzan were to see this, he would undoubtedly say, "Who keeps a diary these days?"

But the girl was just that kind of person, stubborn and old-fashioned?

Chiba Shimizu never pondered over those thoughts.

She only knew, if she wanted to do something, she could...

Like, learning to cook, the young lady wouldn't watch videos but would stubbornly study the cookbook, and for leisure, she would daydream or read...

Electronics seemed to the young miss like a tool just for communication?

Her finger gently brushed over the pages until the thick notebook was halfway through, revealing a blank page anew.

May 17th, Saturday, clear skies, gentle breeze...

Chiba Shimizu, expressionless, her beautiful eyes as cool as ever, graceful handwriting slowly appearing in the diary,

This morning, Misaki Saki got up early to help. She's a very kind person. When Haruka Yuzan went to pick up Sister Reiko's mother, Misaki Saki finished cleaning and then rushed to the kitchen to assist, which surprised me,

In the kitchen, Misaki seemed to be trying to make me laugh intentionally or unintentionally, telling jokes I had never heard before?

Unfortunately, I didn't catch the punchline, and she seemed a bit disappointed, but luckily, Misaki was always a very sunny and cheerful person; she soon bounced back and continued to think of another joke...

Ultimately, I still heard that familiar saying: Shimizu, you should smile more, life, well, should be happy and joyful, creating the most comfortable living environment in any situation.

I could feel the goodness emanating from her, unexpectedly, meeting two people in the villa who maintained goodwill towards me all at once...

Writing this, Chiba Shimizu thought for a moment, then crossed out those two words and wrote again,

Meeting two people in the villa who maintained half-goodwill towards me all at once...

Afterwards, the young girl also noted: Haruka Yuzan's character still remains to be seen...

The noisy world outside also seemed to have fallen into silence, after all, this was an upscale community, usually only occasionally noisy at certain times of the day.

Chiba Shimizu wrote about everything that happened today in her diary, Auntie Akiyama was very kind, as gentle as Sister Reiko, and little Rika was even cuter than in the videos.

Until she wrote the scene where the mother and daughter met, the girl put down her pen, hesitated over and over again, but still wrote one more sentence afterward,

"The scene unfolds before my eyes, I am so envious, I should be envious, it's the first time I feel this way.... Rika is very fortunate to have a loving mother who misses her every moment...."

....

Haruka Yuzan had no idea how long she had slept.

When he opened his eyes, the sky outside seemed to have already darkened, and looking at the time, it was four-fifty in the afternoon.

The moment he realized what time it was, he immediately widened his eyes and sat up on the bed.

Mariko Akiyama and Rika Onodera had train tickets for five-thirty, there was less than an hour left.

Throwing on a couple of jackets haphazardly, he walked out.

At noon, after being rejected when he wanted to take a bath with Madam, Haruka Yuzan lay alone on the big bed reminiscing,

his entire body experiencing an unspeakable sense of refreshment, as if he had reached the ultimate relaxation.

And that's how he slept until now....

As a host, the least he should do when guests are leaving is to get up and see them off, it's basic etiquette.

Coming to the hallway, he looked down and saw that the three generations were still sitting together chatting; this reassured him.

Were Chiba Shimizu and Misaki Saki not around?

Thinking this, Haruka Yuzan walked straight to the end of the hallway and symbolically knocked on the bedroom door twice. No response, so he just pushed the door open and went in.

The familiar darkness, the familiar room, and still lying on the bed, the familiar little figure.

Misaki Saki was spread out on the bed in the shape of a "big character," wearing just a thin tank top as if she was feeling the heat,

and her two fair little legs were exposed to the air.

The little one was sleeping so sweetly that when the boy came in, her rosy little mouth smacked twice.

Who knows what sweet dreams she was having as the drool almost spilled from the corners of her mouth.

He walked over, patted her soft cheek, noting the girl's skin was in excellent condition, the small face smooth and delicate, making him somewhat reluctant to let go after pinching it.

"Hey, wake up, look at the time, still sleeping."

"Huh?"

Misaki Saki opened her eyes groggily, and her little face immediately scrunched up,

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Huh?

Did he pinch too hard? Strange, he didn't use much force.

Seeing her reaction, Haruka Yuzan quickly let go of her cheek.

Misaki Saki grabbed her head, rolling back and forth on the bed,

"My head hurts so much, I knew I shouldn't have slept for so long."

Haruka Yuzan was somewhat speechless; to think he had been worried that he'd hurt her.

He pressed down on the little whirlwind to forcibly apply the brakes, "Stop it, Auntie Akiyama and the others are about to leave, let's go see them off."

"Huh? Are they leaving so soon? Aren't they staying another night?"

Hearing this, Misaki Saki's eyes widened, and not caring about her heavy head, she grabbed the shorts tossed beside the bed and started pulling them on.

The cute bear print was covered as the little girl hopped down from the bed, hurrying and saying,

"Let's go, let's go, I still have to say goodbye to little Rika!"

Thinking that her status as the second shortest in the family was about to expire, Misaki Saki became anxious.

Haruka Yuzan was somewhat lost for words, following her out.

Just as he closed the door,

he saw Chiba Shimizu coming out from another room too.

"Wow, what a coincidence, Class President!"

"Hmm." Chiba Shimizu nodded coldly, which counted as a greeting.