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

The serene night enveloped the villa, its soft lights casting a tranquil glow.

It was like a family gathering, with several people sitting on the couch discussing their thoughts.

However, most of the time, they were listening to Sister Reiko narrate.

Even though there was some tension, one could still feel that Mrs. Onodera was truly putting her heart into the preparations.

"There are three areas that need attention: logistics, front desk management, and event planning,"

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Reiko Onodera cautiously lifted her head to gauge everyone's expressions and, assured by their encouraging looks, continued,

"We can discuss event planning after Haruka and Shimizu finish school, so for now, we need someone to manage the front desk as well as logistics..."

The gentle voice echoed in the living room as the lady in a pristine white nightgown sat elegantly on the couch, her tender eyes filled with a hint of delight and gratitude at being needed.

The wonderful life she hadn't even dared dream of a few months ago... was all brought to her by the young man nearby...

Meanwhile,

Listening to Mrs. Onodera's words, Haruka Yuzan and Chiba Shimizu would nod from time to time, offering their suggestions,n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

While Misaki Saki, seriously jotting down notes, was somehow sporting a pair of black glasses,

Her earnest little face was accentuated by oversized glasses, adding a touch of an artist's air but also the impression of a kid sister trying to look mature.

Especially since Misaki Saki wore only a thin tank top adorned with cartoon characters, exposing a lot of her fair skin, tempting as unripe apples!!!

"Heave ho, heave ho!"

Even though she wasn't the focus of the day, little Misaki quietly set a BGM in her heart to the diligent and joyful rhythm, as the black pencil left trails of ink on the notebook.

Everyone was busy with their tasks, but all revolved around a common central theme: ensuring the smooth running of the coffee shop.

Of course, this included Arisugawa Hoshina.

Even though the Spice Girl had just joined the villa, the attentive Mrs. Onodera still asked for her opinion. After all, the Spice Girl was quite invested in her future workplace.

Especially with everyone's attentive and supportive gazes upon her, the feeling she'd never had before warmed Arisugawa Hoshina's heart,

"I... I don't have any specifics, you all decide what's best."

Still, the Spice Girl didn't offer any suggestions; she appreciated their kindness, but she was clear about her role.

How could she propose ideas when she hadn't been of any help from the start?

"Well, if you have any thoughts or difficulties, make sure to speak up right away, and we'll help, Hoshina,"

Haruka Yuzan leaned back on the couch, his words loaded with implication.

Difficulties, huh?

His words seemed to strike a chord, casting a whirlwind of complex thoughts into the depths of Arisugawa Hoshina's eyes as she subconsciously looked down.

Her family was asking her for money again. Would that count as a difficulty?

She didn't know. All she felt was that everything around her was ethereal, a dreamlike bubble, the buzzing in her ears drowning out the discussion in the living room... Could she really enjoy such a harmonious life?

Fear flickered in the corner of her eyes, the dread that upon waking from the dream, she'd still be in that small rented room, having lost everything...

"Yo-ho! Mission accomplished! Secretary Misaki has perfectly completed the task!!!"

Suddenly, a youthful, crisp voice broke through Hoshina's musings, snapping everything back to reality. As she looked up, the bright lights of the living room dazzled her,

The little figure, who had already stood up from the couch, with her bare feet and hands on her hips, looked triumphant. The notebook that had been in her hands was now in Chiba Shimizu's.

The notebook was passed among them, and when Haruka Yuzan saw the contents, his eyes flickered with surprise before settling into a resigned indulgence,

"This is your note-taking!?"

"Of course!! Hahaha! Misaki is a genius!!!" the girl declared matter-of-factly.

"I asked you to record the meeting's content, Secretary Misaki!!!" the boy beside her retorted mockingly.

"Yeah, and I did record the content!" the girl started to argue, but the boy acted as if he wasn't listening, looking annoyingly smug.

The sounds of banter filled the living room, but the notebook had already made its way into Arisugawa Hoshina's hands,

On it,

There were no words, just a drawing,

The living room, the couch, the coffee table, the TV, and then... four girls, a boy, and a cat.

The overall sketch was made with a graphite pencil, seemingly rushed and not delicate, no match for even the simplest published artwork on the market.

But,

Every person's expression was clear on the image, whether it was gentle, distanced, playfully cute, or... temperamental??

The harmonious and cheerful atmosphere conveyed a family's warmth.

Was she in there too?

Gently caressing the paper, its fine texture bringing her back to her senses,

She looked up,

And saw everyone watching her, just like they were portrayed in the drawing, the gracious Mrs. Onodera, Haruka Yuzan and Misaki Saki horsing around on the couch, and even the normally cool and silent Chiba Shimizu wearing a welcoming expression.