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

Chapter 173 From the Gentle Mrs. Onodera

the distant sunset was gradually fading away,

the dimming twilight sky turned half the horizon red with brilliant, dreamy colors that filled the tiring evening,

everyone's face brimmed with joyous smiles, laughing and playing, sharing the tales of a beautiful day.

by the roadside,

the noisy crowd couldn't distract haruka yuzan's attention, who appeared at the right time at the right place to do the right thing.

in this romantic and beautiful setting, after the events at the cafe that afternoon, haruka yuzan didn't hesitate and bravely reached out to hold that long-dreamed-of soft hand.

regrettably, chiba shimizu, though not resisting, still chose to clench her fist, not giving him a chance to overstep.

"the wind today is really warm." haruka yuzan said leisurely as he gazed at the sunset on the horizon.

"hmm." chiba shimizu nodded, her expression still cold.

"chiba-san."

"hmm?" experience more tales on empire

"the events of this afternoon, i will forever store them in my corridor of memories to revisit and treasure, without any regrets."

saying this, haruka yuzan hooked his finger into the girl's palm, then, without giving her a chance to dodge, he covered it with his hand... fingertip to heart.

chiba shimizu didn't struggle, allowing the boy to hold her hand, head bowed, her clear eyes flashing with complex thoughts, before she slowly spoke,

"a person who always likes to tell lies."

"lies?"

suddenly, haruka yuzan stopped walking, the girl who was moving forward was pulled in front of him, he bent his head down,

beautiful curved eyebrows, fair skin, rosy lips, under long eyelashes were a pair of bright, big eyes, a delicate and pretty face like a porcelain doll beautiful from every angle and the beauty... they were irresistible....

"the sunset is infinitely beautiful, truly a day..."

....

"the real day, of course, starts with playing games!!!"

"meow!"

a boy and a cat stood by the sofa, with a sense of entitlement, speaking languidly inducing words.

"no playing, i have things to do today."

haruka yuzan was lying on the couch, ignoring the little creature's attempts at persuasion, immovable as a mountain.

"ow! what could you possibly have to do?"

misaki saki, tugging at haruka's arm, began to plead, the girl still wore that white tank top, and as the weather got hotter, this rascal was running around the room wearing only that tank top and cartoon character shorts!

her golden hair was long, covering her little back, her pale and slender legs were wantonly exposed to the air, making her look like a green apple tempting one to take a bite.

"i'm busy, i'm not playing games today."

haruka yuzan looked helpless against the little she-devil, unable to fight or argue, for despite her seemingly simple and easy-to-deceive appearance,

faced with such a pure and lovely face, he always felt a tinge of guilt for tricking a child.

"something to do?"

suddenly, misaki saki seemed to realize something, her big eyes lighting up.

then, as though she had thought of something, she sat next to haruka, hugging his hand into her chest, speaking ingratiatingly,

"what could you have to do... it couldn't be something about shimizu, could it..."

when she came home this afternoon, it was still an enthusiastic misaki who opened the door,