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

The gentle breeze from outside the window wafted in,

the air, already heavy and sticky, seemed to drench one's body in sweat.

There knelt Reiko Onodera, with a rag in hand, earnestly wiping the floor tiles, the abundant masculine presence of the boy nearby making madam feel a burning sensation all over her body.

With the afternoon's commotion subsided, the first floor of the villa had become tranquil. Haruka Yuzan thought he could even hear madam's rhythmic breathing.

No, he could feel it.

At that moment,

the boy lifted his legs to allow madam to come in and clean, and while Reiko Onodera didn't say much, the floor tiles beneath the boy's feet seemed exceptionally dirty,

and gentle, kind Sister Reiko, after scrubbing for a long time, still hadn't progressed a step forward; with her fair cheeks flushed with an enticing rosy tint, her path was hindered, her body... hot and sticky.

Dreadful weather, hateful temperature…

"Sister Reiko, if you keep staying here, it will make things difficult for me."

Observing the diligent and docile beauty before him, dressed lightly, Haruka Yuzan showed a smile tinged with difficulty.

"Ah?"

After the boy's reminder, Reiko Onodera realized that her dallying had kept Haruka from putting down his legs... and that must be tiring, right…

At this thought, the blush on madam's face deepened in charm, somewhat embarrassed she swept a stray lock of hair behind her ear and then quickly picked up the rag to continue wiping forward.

However, just as Reiko Onodera was about to move out of reach of the boy's legs, a handrail appeared in front of her, and Haruka Yuzan placed his legs down, stepping on the floor, encircling the beautiful woman completely.

"Haruka, Haruka."

Reiko Onodera softly collapsed on the floor, lifted her head, and looked at him pitifully with her beautiful, captivating face.

Her eyes full of tenderness seemed to spin a thick, clingy web, making madam appear especially vulnerable, helpless, pitiable…

It must be said that, after these days, having experienced leaps in both her life and emotional state, Reiko Onodera had become even more alluring.

Well-fed and well-rested, receiving timely injections of a beauty elixir every day, followed by a little nourishment from the landlord's own products, truly could induce slight changes in a person.

Her skin had become more tender, and even every gesture was imbued with an indefinable charm, the unique scent of a mature beautiful woman…

"Sister Reiko, I'm feeling a bit tired…"

Looking at the delicate and frail beautiful woman, Haruka Yuzan suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt rising within his heart,

Curse you, Mr. Haruka!! Madam is so gentle and kind on normal days, and yet you still think of bullying her! Truly... deserving of a thousand deaths!!!

Although he berated himself severely in his own mind, after a bit of thought, he still… added,

"Just now Sister Reiko took too long, my thighs are a bit sore…"

As he spoke, he even rubbed his thighs as if in great fatigue, the sunny and handsome face wearing a deceitfully charming smile.

Performance at MAX!!

If Misaki Saki were in her place, she certainly would be... deceived along. In this case, only the aloof Miss Chiba could have immediately seen through the boy's clumsy acting. Experience more content on empire

Of course, unluckily, the young lady wasn't here right now, and the Madam Onodera in front of him was someone who would never doubt Haruka.

Seeing the boy's fatigued and weary expression, Reiko Onodera quickly asked,

"Are you okay, Haruka...?"

Her face, initially confused, now showed concern, apprehension, and self-reproach, madam believed him, and she felt very guilty, thinking if it weren't for her slow work and distraction with other thoughts, then... Haruka wouldn't have had to keep holding up his legs, and... wouldn't be so tired, right...n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Feeling regret in her heart, Reiko Onodera's slender hands instinctively rested on the boy's thighs and began to gently knead,

"Haruka, Haruka, does this make you feel better? It's all my fault..."

Madam massaged as she spoke, their familiarity with each other ensuring her hand's pressure and pace were just right.

If it weren't for the greater discomfort elsewhere on his body, Haruka would have wished to savor madam's tenderness fully.

Unfortunately,

the boy's attention was not on that right now,

"It's okay, Sister Reiko, it will get better soon."

"Okay, then let me massage you a bit more..."

"I really appreciate it, Sister Reiko."

"No, no need, it's all because of me..."

"Then, Sister Reiko, there's another place that's not comfortable..."

"Hm? Where?"

Reiko Onodera lifted her head, asking with some worry.

However, her concern soon turned into outrage... reaching this point, she too understood.

Sunlight brilliantly shining, the villa warm, a gentle breeze blowing, and the afternoon filled with poetry and vitality.

Outside the window, cherry blossom trees rustled softly; in the fish pond, the young fish Haruka had fed meandered slowly. So tiny as if just born, they appeared as little black dots from afar, though the ripples they stirred showed their vibrancy...

Moving from one home to another, she settled in quickly, but... why buy fish fry? And it seemed... a bit too many this time.