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

The azure sky occasionally resembled a vast curtain, with planes gliding across, leaving faint white trails that slowly dissipated, their bodies long vanished without a trace.

Since they did not know exactly which unit Arisugawa Hoshina lived in,

Haruka Yuzan and Reiko Onodera could only stand quietly at the entrance, waiting for the Spice Girl to come out,

Whether it was due to the hot weather or the remote location of the community, the grey concrete road was deserted, and the few birds that occasionally appeared on the branches tilted their heads, eyeing the two people from afar.

It felt as if they were cut off from the bustling outside world, in a silence that was desolate,

"Does Hoshina really live here?"

Reiko Onodera looked around curiously, surprised to find such a dilapidated place in a bustling city like Tokyo?

Stepping into this community, for a moment, it felt like returning to their small hometown; a breeze brushed past, and gone were the humming sounds of cars, leaving only the rustling of leaves.

"Yeah, the map shows it's this place. I've already messaged Hoshina, and that guy seems to be still tidying up the room?"

Looking up at the apartment building's somewhat dusty walls, Haruka Yuzan squinted and said leisurely,

"It's good that I came with you to such a secluded place."

"What are you saying... I'm not a child..."

Reiko Onodera couldn't help but show a cute, petulant expression upon hearing the tone of a man cajoling a child, even though she was older than he was. Not only did the young landlord bully her in bed, but he also had to act like an adult in everyday life...

Seeing the immature appearance of the lady, Haruka Yuzan could not help but smile, just as he was about to say something,

That moment the iron gate on the second floor of the apartment was opened, and a vibrant youthful figure stepped out.

A short tube top shirt bulged on the upper body, tied with a beautiful bow just below, exposing the petite waist to the air, creating a dangerously alluring curve that made one drool.

The lower body was adorned with an even shorter red skirt, although an overcoat tied around her hips hid the best of her youthful desires... It was indeed a pity.

Arisugawa Hoshina, spotting the two by the door from the second-floor corridor, brightened up and then clattered down the corner staircase.

Her front buttons seemed perilously close to popping off due to her surging figure. The Spice Girl's dazzling outfit made Haruka Yuzan sympathize for her lack of clothes—such was her plight...

"Sister Reiko, Haruka, you're here!"

Arisugawa Hoshina jogged over to the two, greeting them cheerfully, expressing sincere gratitude to the pair who had come to help.

"Mm."

This aspect pleased Haruka Yuzan a great deal; despite her tough exterior, which made her seem like an untamed kitten, this naughty girl inherently seemed different...

"Mhm, Hoshina, are you packed yet?" Reiko Onodera nodded and glanced behind the girl, not seeing any luggage, she inquired with concern.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Ah... just a bit more..."

However, Arisugawa Hoshina seemed somewhat distracted, the Spice Girl looking down, seemingly focused on something... or rather, she had noticed something since coming down, but only confirmed it upon getting closer...

"Is something wrong?" Reiko Onodera asked, puzzled.

"Ah? No, nothing's wrong."

Upon hearing that gentle voice, Arisugawa Hoshina quickly looked up and saw the confusion on the madam's face. The Spice Girl quickly invited them upstairs,

"Let's talk upstairs, it's too hot down here..."

"Mm... okay..."

The two followed the Spice Girl up the stairs. The old staircase, beginning to show rust spots, creaked under their weight.

Perhaps, this thing is even older than they are...

Yet, aside from the slightly risky stairs, the view in front was all the more enchanting, enchanting enough to smooth over these slight imperfections...

With the overcoat tied at an angle around her waist, one leg and half the skirt were covered, but the other side was displayed perfectly.

The hem of the skirt fluttered with every step, trembling, and though he knew she wore safety shorts underneath, it was still inviting enough to make one curious.

Of course, as a paragon of virtue, Tokyo's handsome Haruka Yuzan couldn't possibly keep looking.

A breeze stirred, once, twice, thrice... The blue and white stripes symbolized freedom and the sea, causing Haruka Yuzan to momentarily become transfixed,

Did Arisugawa Hoshina not wear anything underneath?!?

But fate is full of coincidences, even if Haruka Yuzan's gaze was only involuntary, it collided with Arisugawa Hoshina, who turned around, and he was caught in the act.

Instantly, Haruka Yuzan's mind blanked out, but the Spice Girl's attention didn't seem to linger on the young man. Instead, her eyes fixated on the two with curiosity and confusion, her beautiful eyes rippling like a pebble thrown into a melon field... full of gossipy implications???

Haruka Yuzan breathed a sigh of relief. Though it was odd, he said nothing further. It was best not to be noticed, as Arisugawa Hoshina might have kicked him on a worse day.