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

"Drip, drip-drip, drip-drip...."

Tears streamed down Miss Otome's face as Otome Yumeko laughed, this time not with the crazed infatuation of before, but with the taste of happiness that comes from seeing light after darkness.

Her pale little nose twitched as she reached out to wipe away the tears trickling from the corners of her eyes, but new tears quickly replaced the old,

"Haru, Haruka, I'm really sorry! I, I don't know what came over me just now? I didn't want to hurt you, Haru, Haruka.....I love you..."

A person who frequently wears their love on their sleeve is either very insincere, to the point where even the most sacred matters become meaningless in their speech.

But.... Miss Otome was clearly the latter, her love for Haruka Yuzan so intense that she wanted to show it every moment, and words were one of the most simple and direct methods.

"It's okay, I know everything."

Haruka Yuzan sighed softly, pulling the tearful Miss Otome into his embrace and smoothing his hand over her sleek back,

"So.... Yumeko, don't think about the next life, we just need to know that people who love each other are meant to stay together in this life, a beautiful future still awaits the two of us."

"Mm.... Haruka, I, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that, I'm sorry....truly, truly sorry....."

Otome Yumeko sobbed incessantly, unable to get even a single sentence out smoothly.

But the one who should apologize is Haruka Yuzan!!! Miss Otome!!!

Love is never fair, sometimes, you don't even need to do anything; mere verbal promises can make the humbler party approach proactively.

Like an obedient little dog, wagging its tail... begging its master to bestow even just a bit of affection.

Just a little bit would be enough.....

"Yumeko, I promise you, we will definitely get married, can you trust me?"

Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh softly, his hand stroking Miss Otome's sleek back, yet his gaze inevitably drifted towards the window,

"Believe me, we'll get married...."

"Yeah, I believe you, Haruka..."

The sunset's twilight was infinitely beautiful, the evening glow painted the edges of the clouds red, and as it bathed in the remnants of daylight, Chiba Shimizu leaned against the wall in quiet anticipation.

Behind her, the door was left ajar, and if one listened carefully, the sounds of a girl's sobs and a boy's comforting voice seemed to be faintly audible.

Her pretty face was expressionless, devoid of the joy one might expect from a victor, inscrutable, as the dim sunlight cast long shadows, making the girl's silhouette appear all the more desolate and fragile.

After a long silence, as if the romantic drama inside the room had reached its conclusion, Chiba Shimizu finally stood up slowly and left the corridor.

Did I win today?

The outcome, full of twists and turns, made her believe she could turn defeat into victory here, waiting for Haruka Yuzan.

Like before, as long as she slowed down her pace or stopped to wait quietly, Haruka Yuzan would catch up on his own.

But the anticipated event did not happen, and everything that day made her feel that waiting was really tiring...

Inside the room.

Haruka Yuzan was still consoling Miss Otome in his arms.

Those eyes, now slightly swollen, looked even more delicate and pitiable. She lifted her head, looking forlornly at the boy in front of her, "Haruka.....then can you promise me one thing?"

"Hmm?"

Haruka Yuzan lowered his head, looking at the delicate person in his arms, her large watery eyes reflecting a clear world, red-rimmed eyes, disheveled hair, her pale face adorned with thin red lips, radiant, enticing...

A tempting taste.

"Alright, I can promise you anything...."

....

The streets of the community were covered in twilight.

Passersby walked in twos and threes, each with a countenance that radiated the relaxed joy of life.

Tokyo at 6:30 PM was getting ready for the nightfall.

On both sides of the street, even izakayas had begun to light up their neon signs early.

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A faint scent of fireworks lingered around his nose, a pleasant atmosphere infecting the heart of every person. Gazing at the blooming old pagoda trees by the roadside, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh lightly, a touch of anxious worry flooding his brow.

After her crying tantrum, Miss Otome was quickly taken away by Lady Otome.

Having wanted to stick close to Haruka Yuzan every moment, Otome Mizuko also reluctantly agreed to let Haruka leave her side for a while, compelled by the promise she had agreed to.

Hmm... the temporary separation for the evening was necessary, as Miss Otome herself needed to convince her mother and father... At the very least, if not to discuss, she had to inform her parents.

The last freedom?

Every time he thought about the promise to Miss Otome, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on, perhaps... the peaceful and harmonious days were about to end...

However, there was nothing to be depressed about; he only had to adapt or try to change as much as possible to the inevitable outcome, after all... this day was bound to come, wasn't it?

Whether it was the meetings between Otome and Sister Reiko or the confrontations between Otome and Chiba-san, he was already very satisfied with such a peaceful outcome.

First, let Yumeko learn about the existence of Sister Reiko and the others, then gradually adapt to their living rhythm, and finally...

Not considering the future for the time being, things seemed to be going smoothly at least for now... At the very least... Miss Otome didn't really want to kill him, right?

A love suicide or something of the sort, was probably also something Otome Mizuko couldn't bring herself to do...

It wasn't out of reluctance to let go of her own life, but her love for Haruka Yuzan had transcended the boundary of a sickly sweet one.

Even if it came to it, she wouldn't be heartless...

"Brother!"

Just then, a crisp and youthful voice reached his ears, interrupting his thoughts. Haruka Yuzan looked down.

He found that the one calling him was a cute-looking little girl, who seemed to be in elementary school, blinking her clear and bright big eyes at him.

"What's the matter, little friend?"

Seemingly infected by that smile, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but pat her little head.

"Brother, do you want to buy some flowers?"

Having said that, the little girl directly presented the bunch of roses she was holding in front of her.

The petals were very vibrant, gently swaying in the air, looking particularly bright and charming, which inevitably made Haruka Yuzan think of Miss Otome.

She was equally beautiful and captivating, but with a touch of thorns, a dangerous aura beneath her enchanting exterior.

"Can I? Brother, for your girlfriend!"

"Of course!"

Looking up, not far away was a flower shop, where a beautiful woman seemed to be apologizing as she made a gesture of apology toward him.

Was the hardworking kid trying to help her mother lighten the load?

Haruka Yuzan smiled and bought all the flowers from the girl's hands.

"In the future, be a good baby and listen to your mom, okay?"

"Mhm, I definitely will! Thank you, Brother!"

That innocent smile of the little girl truly had the power to heal someone's entire day...

Although the sky hadn't completely darkened, the street lights in the neighborhood flickered twice and slowly lit up.

The outline of the mansion reflected the sky, and with it came into view that graceful silhouette.

"Chiba-san, what are you standing at the doorway for?"

Haruka Yuzan approached with curiosity and asked.

Chiba Shimizu didn't speak and just glanced subconsciously at the bouquet of flowers in the boy's hand, vibrant and beautiful.

"What's the matter?"

Haruka Yuzan lifted the flowers in his hands and smiled, "Just now on the way, I met a little girl helping her mom sell flowers, so I..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a cool sensation on his lips.

For a moment, Haruka Yuzan's eyes widened in disbelief as he gazed at Chiba Shimizu, who had taken the initiative to kiss him.