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

The sound of Haruka Yuzan's curious voice came from behind, and the boy who was slipping on a shirt while walking out immediately spotted the little imp clinging to the young lady.

"What are you doing sprawled out here?"

Somehow at a loss for words, Haruka Yuzan scooped up the little guy around the waist, tucked him under his arm, and walked out of the bedroom, only to find everyone was there.

"Uh, is it a coincidence tonight? Are you all discussing moon-viewing?"

"Yes!! We're going to view the moon!!!"

"Accessory" Misaki timely raised her little head to respond to Haruka Yuzan.

"So it's really for moon-viewing..."

Haruka Yuzan said with a smile, looking at the blonde Spice Girl not far away.

"Yeah, yeah, we're out for moon-viewing." Arisugawa Hoshina hastily replied, with the whole series of events having taken place in just the last two minutes. The sudden turn of events left the Spice Girl's head buzzing, giving her no time to react.

It's over, this high-tier play.

It all started with Kazumi Misaki conspiring to ambush Mr. Haruka when Yumeko was out, but just as they reached the doorway, Chiba Shimizu told the two that Otome Yumeko had already returned and was spending time with Haruka. She suggested they'd better not disturb them...

Before the conversation could continue, the master bedroom door opened again, and Otome Yumeko walked out with Misaki Saki clinging to her.

The awkward scene was almost too much for the Spice Girl to bear.

Fortunately, Haruka Yuzan came out to smooth things over, otherwise, they wouldn't know what to say.

Now, Otome Yumeko also approached Haruka Yuzan, wrapping her arm around his other arm and snuggling sweetly close to him.

"Since everyone is here, we're going to have a late-night snack, let's go together!"

Haruka Yuzan gave a hearty clap of his hand and, without asking for Miss Otome's opinion, made the decision.

"Late-night snacks?!!"

Misaki Saki, who had just been playing dead, suddenly perked up like she'd been revived, flailing her short legs in the air, her eyes brimming with surprised delight.

"Yes, late-night snacks, let's go together." Haruka Yuzan nodded somewhat helplessly, this little one thinks of nothing but trembling and eating every day.

Just now skulking by the door of her room - God knows what she was preparing to do, she'll settle accounts with her later!!

Yumeko, on the other hand, remained silent, behaving as if everything depended on Haruka Yuzan's decision, much like a well-behaved, understanding, and wealthy young girlfriend.

"Chiba-san, what about you? Are you coming too?"

Haruka Yuzan then turned his sincere gaze towards Chiba Shimizu, who was standing at the door, his voice deep.

Chiba Shimizu, who had initially thought of refusing outright, ended up nodding after seeing the black-haired beauty nestled in the boy's arms.

"Okay, let's go together."

...

The late-night snack was rushed over by the overtime-working secretary, who reportedly made a special trip to the Otome Family estate to have the personal chef fire up the stove for on-the-spot cooking.

The cuisine was then hand-delivered by a special courier.

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The state banquet-like display even bore the names of artists:

Such as: "Arrival of Summer," "In Season," "Local Flair," "Forest Dwelling," "Gifts of Summer," and so on...

Beneath the flamboyant titles, the served dishes had a somewhat familiar feel.

Grilled corn with Western-style steamed custard accompanied by shrimp and crab jelly, perilla leaves, Quanzhou catfish soup with water eggplant, pan-fried Ankang fish with vegetables and sesame paste, charcoal-wrapped grilled Tajima beef served with dual-color koji fermented sauce and Taiko burdock, steamed maitake with sixteen grains of rice...

Under the fancy names, the dishes often come with the simplest and most unassuming ingredients.

Yet such an opulent late-night feast was enough to make little Misaki's mouth water incessantly.

"It looks so delicious!!\\(^o^)/~"

"If it's delicious, eat more."

Haruka Yuzan unapologetically stacked a piece of venison in the little guy's bowl, trying to fill her tiny mouth to the brim.

"Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph!!"

"So, Yumeko-chan likes to eat these, doesn't she?"

The madam, now changed into a new set of clothes and seated politely on a wooden chair, also silently noted down Yumeko's preferences.

Remembering each tenant's likes is a top priority for the madam!

Chiba Shimizu didn't say anything but continued to elegantly sample the food with her chopsticks. Arisugawa Hoshina looked left and right and, upon realizing her teammate had been captivated by the food, could only sigh and begin to eat silently.

And Yumeko herself tilted her head up slightly, with an air of aloof and haughty pride, as though embodying the mistress of the house.

The high-end black lace nightgown accentuated the girl's figure beautifully, her swan-like neck, refined cheeks, lofty nose, rosy lips, ample bosom, slender waist just a handful, and the long, elegant legs intertwined together beneath the hem of her dress.

Sitting there with an indescribable air of nobility and elegance.

Her aloof demeanor was intimidating, as if speaking to her would only elicit a polite response that was more haughty than usual, like a proud black swan that would not easily bow its head to a man.

"Haruka, try this, it's delicious," she said.

And coincidentally, the man who had tamed this proud black swan was sitting right beside her.

Otome Yumeko, akin to an ancient tea ceremony geisha, leaned over and gently placed a piece of pastry to Mr. Haruka's lips with her chopsticks.

After the pastry, she quickly offered a cup of light tea to cleanse the lingering aftertaste from his mouth.

"Hmm, Yumeko, you eat too. I've already had dinner, I'm not hungry," he said.

Being tended to by the Otome princess, Haruka Yuzan suddenly felt like a noble landowner with a down-on-her-luck young lady.

"I'm not hungry; Mr. Haruka should eat his fill first," Otome Yumeko replied with a charming smile.

Such meticulous and professional attentiveness not only dumbfounded Misaki and Hoshina, who were only focused on eating at the side, but also made the little secretary standing behind them heave a sigh.

It wasn't just that their own miss had never done such a thing; even the company president had never enjoyed such service.

Where on earth had their own miss learned this?

"Would you like to come sit and have something to eat, Naoko-chan?"

Seeing the little secretary standing behind the young miss all the time, Reiko Onodera also asked with concern.

Clearly not expecting to be addressed, the little secretary, Naoko Masami, paused for a moment and, after regaining her composure, waved her hands hastily:

"No, no, I'm not hungry."

Without her own miss's order, how could she dare to sit down and eat?

All the more so in a place like the Otome family with its strict hierarchical system, Naoko Masami, as a personal secretary, was very conscious of her place.

Even if the miss agreed, she would never dare to share a table with her.

"You don't need to stay and clean up here; if there's nothing else, you may finish for the day," the young miss said lightly.

"Yes, Miss!"

Naoko Masami bowed respectfully,

and, upon receiving the young miss's instructions, she thought about making her exit right away.

"Naoko-chan, are you sure you don't want to stay and have a meal?" Reiko Onodera asked softly.

"No, no," the little secretary replied hastily.

After saying this, she quickly turned and exited the villa.

For a moment, the room was left with Haruka Yuzan and several beautiful girls.

"Haruka, try this." Otome Yumeko continued to nestle close to Haruka, offering him fresh dishes.

"Alright, Yumeko, you should eat more too," Haruka Yuzan said casually.

"Okay!!"

Otome Yumeko also revealed a delighted expression.

The meal was a joyous occasion for the family.

On the way back to the master bedroom, two figures, one tall and one short, followed behind the pair.

"What are you two doing here?"

"We, we... are just passing by, of course!"

Misaki and Arisugawa Hoshina said to each other.

"What are you two doing?!"

"We, we... are moon-gazing!"

"..."

Otome Yumeko looked at them with a cold expression.

"Do you want to come with us to the master bedroom?"

"..."

The two beautiful girls did not reply.