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

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"Shimizu, what kind of games do you want to play?"

To get her completely hooked on gaming, it was essential to start with her preferences. Misaki Saki's little brain couldn't think of that much, so it was better to simply ask.

"Casual, platformer, puzzle, fighting, horror...."

The young girl listed the genres one by one, counting them off on her fingers for the young lady.

Games are a highly inclusive leisure product, suitable for everyone from their forties and fifties down to teenagers; there's always one that will match your taste.

Listening to the childish voice nearby, Shimizu also pondered: What game should she play? She didn't know...

"So, Shimizu, what do you want to play?"

"Hmm..." She remembered the game that Otome Yumeko and Haruka Yuzan had been playing recently; it seemed to be called...

"Let's play 'It Takes Two'..."

"Great! Then let's play 'It Takes Two'!!!"

Misaki Saki's eyes lit up upon hearing this. She hadn't expected Shimizu to actually have a game she wanted to play. Things would be easier from here.

"You have good taste! That game is awesome!!"

Misaki Saki slapped her own back in self-congratulation. In the villa, as long as Haruka Yuzan wasn't there, her mouth was as sweet as if it were smeared with honey.

With a goal in mind, her little hands began steering the game controller, searching across the screen.

"Shimizu, have you played it before?"

"No." Shimizu shook her head.

From appearances alone,

Shimizu should have been the responsible, graceful, and prudent one in the duo, while Misaki Saki seemed like nothing more than a cute little she-devil who only caused trouble.

But in reality, it was the complete opposite,

The little she-devil took on the responsibility of deciding what to play, how to play, and where to find it, while the dignified young lady only needed to mention what she wanted to play and didn't have to worry about anything else.

In the realm of gaming, no one knows better than a kid who has spent eighteen years as a homebody!!!

The game choices flickered on and off the screen, and the young girl seemed very happy,

Having never played and still wanting to, she was fully charged with excitement!!!

She felt the sweet taste of victory just around the corner.

Hehe,

That guy Haruka Yuzan, wait until I trample you underfoot! He tickles me every day; when it's time, I'll tickle him back!

The game started,

Misaki Saki's character, Diko, charged forward and went to pull the lever, only to find that Shimizu's little Plum hadn't followed.

"Eh? Where's Shimizu?"

She turned her head to look at the young lady.

The young lady was also looking at her.

"You... don't know how to play, do you?" Misaki Saki cautiously asked.

"Yes." The young lady's response was honest. After a moment, she added, "I have never played games before..."

She had intended to observe Misaki Saki's techniques and secretly learn, but before she could even start, the young girl had already noticed.

"Shimizu...."

Hearing this, Misaki Saki suddenly looked tearful, her eyes pitying as she looked at the girl still sitting up straight, "You have never played games."

"Is that... strange?" Shimizu was somewhat confused.

"Of course! Not having played games is like losing one of life's greatest pleasures!"

What joy could Misaki have?

In her simple cognition, there was nothing left but games

"Then... teach me..."

"Yes! I will definitely make you love this entertainment! You first do this, then..."

In the quiet night,

Streetlights passed through the small garden and reached the rooftop, but were blocked by the thick curtains inside,

The bedroom door was ajar, and a large orange figure slowly squeezed in, looking at the two girls sitting on the couch, wobbling over, and laid down by the young lady's legs.

Bean Eyes looked up at the dazzling scenes on the screen, filled with curiosity.

"Meow?"

Serene, peaceful

....

"Ah... that's nice...."

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On the other side of the bedroom, Haruka Yuzan lay on the big bed, his handsome face brimming with contentment and comfort.

It's probably quite normal to wear such an expression when getting a massage while feeling all sore, right?

Quite normal.

Even if a boy's robust muscles are exposed, but, massages require zero-distance contact, taking off clothes is also quite normal, right?

Quite normal.

Even if Mrs. Onodera, drenched in fragrant sweat, was lying beside him, but, men who work out year-round need the masseur to put in extra effort, that's normal too, right?

Quite normal.

Even if there were a little vest and crumpled paper on the floor, but...

Anyhow, everything seemed quite normal.

After pausing for a while, Reiko Onodera slowly got up, put on her little vest, cast a delicate glance at the boy with her blushing face, and with her plump, pale buttocks twisting, she walked towards the bathroom.

Haruka Yuzan lay on the big bed, watching her snow-white and rich figure, and couldn't help but reveal a smile.

[Tenant:002]

[Tenant's Wish List:]

[1. Hope the landlord doesn't mind my age (Completed)]

[2. Hope to receive the landlord's care before sleeping tonight (Completed)]

[3. Hope to bring my daughter to live in Tokyo together (Uncompleted)]

[For completing wish list item one, reward received: 5000 yen]

[For completing wish list item two, reward received: 10000 yen]

How could he prove that he didn't mind the madam's age? How could he show his care?

Actually, these two wishes could be fulfilled with words, but Haruka always felt that mere verbal descriptions were just too pale and powerless,

Real actions were the best proof. If sweet nothings were added on top of real actions, the effect would double,

For example, just now,

The effect was obvious. In one hour, two wishes were fulfilled, playing with super efficiency!!

Reiko Onodera felt Haruka Yuzan's love, both emotionally and physically.

After coming back to his senses, Haruka Yuzan felt a bit bewildered, not expecting to have earned two hundred and fifteen thousand yen today.

Looking at the transfer information on his phone, an image of a little one wearing overalls and a beret, cute and sweet, suddenly came to mind.

That guy better not lead the class president astray.

He turned his gaze toward the window,

The night sky looked especially tranquil and serene tonight.

....

May 18th, the weather's clear, rather windy.

The bell signaling the end of class rang,

Teacher Nozomi at the lectern reluctantly organized her textbooks, seeming loath to end her chat from during class.

If... she replaced the stories about her college days with the content of the textbooks, she would definitely be a very diligent and responsible teacher, wouldn't she...

Haruka Yuzan glanced at those beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings, thinking to himself,

Teacher Mizutani seems a bit too approachable.

It's making me somewhat reluctant to do my homework... In that case, will tutoring scenes unlock?

A gentle breeze blew through the window, lifting the short fringe of the peaceful, beautiful boy who was organizing his books for the next class. At that moment, Heisuke Yonchu came over, making a racket,

The boy who was usually careless and loud, caught a glimpse of the cool beauty in the seat in front of Haruka, and he couldn't help but nervously swallow his saliva,

The tall boy suddenly seemed somewhat cautious.

Ah, the class president's imposing aura is really too strong.

"Haruka."

Heisuke Yonchu gently patted the boy's shoulder and whispered,

"I heard that for this afternoon's home economics class we're going to join with Class 2."

As he spoke, he made faces at the boy, grinning, "Otome will definitely be in the same group as you then."

With Class 2, huh?

Haruka Yuzan was momentarily surprised upon hearing the news, did Otome come to school today?

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?" Heisuke Yonchu asked with a smile.

"Hey, how come you seem happier than I am?" Haruka Yuzan was somewhat at a loss for words.

"I'm happy for my good brother!" Heisuke Yonchu declared with righteous fervor. Pausing for a moment, he looked around, bent down, and whispered in Haruka's ear, "And, I'll tell you, Shimizu Shiori from Class 2 seems to have a bit of a thing for me..."