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

The red sedan was parked by the roadside. However, the geology of the Island Country was indeed a bit troubling; it seemed another earthquake might hit tonight?

The car shook, and the high-grade privacy glass made it impossible to see the scene inside clearly.

However... it was already so late, there probably was no one in the car anymore, right?

"Haru... Haruka...."

In the passenger seat, Harada Yukie sat on Haruka's lap, the backrest already laid down flat, and the beautiful scenery in front of her made it impossible for Haruka Yuzan to be distracted.

"Sister Yukixi...."

Harada Yukie looked down at the "innocent" young man in front of her, and at that moment, she felt clever for her decision that night, not realizing how many years it had been since she had....

She licked the corner of her red lips, and the soft charm in her phoenix eyes was incredibly enticing.

"Young Haruka, are you still okay?"

"Hiss....."

Upon hearing such provocative words,

Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but take a sharp breath, realizing he would have to use all his strength.

Just like that, the epicenter of the earthquake climbed from magnitude 3.3 toward 6.6.

"Buzz buzz!"

Just then, the phone ringtone suddenly went off.

Initially not intending to answer, Haruka Yuzan regained a bit of lucid rationality in his gaze upon seeing that the incoming call was from Sister Reiko.

"Forcibly" brought into the car by Harada Yukie and taken to this place, he had forgotten that he was supposed to go home earlier.

And he had also promised Sister Reiko; surely, Mrs. Harada must be worried about him by now. No, he had to answer this call. After making a hushing gesture at Harada Yukie, Haruka Yuzan picked up the phone again,

"Dudu" twice,

The call connected.

"Hello, Sister Reiko," Haruka Yuzan struggled to calm his voice to make it sound normal.

Harada Yukie sitting on top of him covered her mouth with her hand.

She seemed to want to move but didn't dare to, apparently enduring with much difficulty.

"Hello, Haruka... haven't you come back yet? Did something happen on the road...?"

The gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, Mrs. Onodera's voice was still filled with concern.

"Uh.... Sister Reiko, you don't have to wait for me tonight, I've bumped into a classmate, and we're chatting," Haruka replied.

Unable to make any noise to avoid detection, Harada Yukie chose to stay still. Haruka Yuzan couldn't pretend to be a youthful boy anymore, so he had to go with it.

Suddenly, Mrs. Harada's eyes shot open, and she let out a muffled groan.

Reiko Onodera's voice came through from the other side of the phone,

"Haruka... what's happening over there?"

"Nothing, Sister Reiko, I'm still outside! I might return late tonight, you go to sleep first....."

Haruka Yuzan said with a laugh.

"Okay, then.... be careful on your way back," Reiko Onodera's voice clearly had a tinge of disappointment in it.

They had made plans for tonight, but Mrs. Harada knew better than to ask too many questions about a young man being out, so after expressing her concern, she did not inquire further.

That's the charm of a mature and beautiful woman, not just the temptation of her body, but also her understanding and forbearance in personality.

"Yeah, don't worry, Sister Reiko," Haruka Yuzan nodded lightly, with his attention fully back on the captivating "car model" in front of him.

After chatting with Reiko Onodera for a couple more sentences, Haruka Yuzan finally hung up the phone.

No sooner had he put the phone aside than Harada Yukie wound around him like a temptress.

"You little rascal, you're not being honest... just wait and see how I'll punish you later...."

.....

Petal falls, blooming on the chest.

Accompanied by pleasant and pleasing sounds,

the collisions between lips and teeth cast soft, moist streaks of red lip marks.

At a glance, one couldn't tell if it was "strawberry" or proud snow plum blossoms.

The night scenery was charming.

When the red sedan arrived at the villa, and Haruka Yuzan stepped out of the car, he felt a total relaxation sweep through his body.

It was already 10:40 PM.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Harada Yukie leaned out and greeted Haruka Yuzan,

"Haruka, you were great tonight, I'm very satisfied, we'll be in touch later."

Disheveled hair, a swan-like neck dotted with red marks, and a thin camisole soaked with sweat, clinging to the upper body, looking incredibly tempting.

The delicate and pretty face blushed charmingly, as if slightly drunk, like a tender blossom moisturized, making her look even more beautiful and moving.

Even the hint of fatigue at the corners of her eyes merely added a touch of ruined beauty to the beautiful lady.

The car door shut, and as he watched the red sedan drive off into the distance, Haruka Yuzan also went straight back into the villa.

He had partied a bit too hard with Harada Yukie tonight, four hours of revelry, which is why Mrs. Harada didn't even get out of the car to see him off.

Even Haruka Yuzan was a bit worn out, let alone Mrs. Harada.

Fortunately, both of them loved fitness and had good physical health, which allowed one to walk home without wobbly legs, and the other to continue driving.

The Tokyo nights in July still carried a hint of coolness, and the buzzing of the hardworking bees had finally given way to sleep at this hour.

The lights in the first-floor hallway were out, and only two of the second-floor bedrooms glowed with soft light.

Were Chiba and Kazumi Misaki still awake?

The little one is staying up late again; I'll have to punish her later.

As he thought this, Haruka Yuzan also opened the door to the villa, but just as he did so, the previously pitch-black living room suddenly lit up with a soft light.

Reiko Onodera, dressed in a loose nightgown, stood at the entrance, quick-stepping forward to welcome him as she saw Haruka come home,

"Haruka, welcome home."

"Yeah, Sister Reiko, why are you still awake so late?"

Haruka Yuzan felt a warmth in his heart faced with the welcome from the beautiful woman.

"No, I'm not particularly sleepy tonight for some reason."

Reiko Onodera's eyes darted away, her cheeks flushing a burning red.

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but reveal a content smile; usually at this time, the madam would have already been asleep. She was standing here only to wait for his return.

That feeling of being greeted as soon as he got home was truly fantastic.

"You've had a hard day, Sister Reiko."

After kissing Mrs. Onodera's lips twice, Haruka Yuzan, carrying his slightly "weary" body, headed to the first-floor bathroom.

He had worked up a sweat in the car and felt sticky and uncomfortable, not wanting to wait a moment longer, just wishing for a good bath.

After stepping out of the bathroom, he found Reiko Onodera still sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Sister Reiko, aren't you going to sleep?"

Haruka Yuzan, towel-drying his hair, looked at her curiously.

"Ah? Haru, Haruka."

For some reason, when Mrs. Onodera saw Haruka come out of the bathroom, her fair cheeks reddened attractively, and even her gaze became evasive,

"I, I'm going to sleep now."

With that, she stood up and immediately turned off the TV and the living room lights.

Haruka Yuzan didn't dwell on it and followed the madam back to the second floor.

The villa was silent,

with the moonlight outside illuminating the path ahead.

Just as Haruka Yuzan was about to head straight to his bedroom for a good sleep,

Mrs. Onodera behind him suddenly gripped the edge of Haruka Yuzan's shirt.

Turning his head to look at the enticing woman in front of him, he asked with some curiosity,

"Sister Reiko, what's the matter?"

"Haru, Haruka, can I give you a massage?"