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

Chapter 179 Two Beautiful Girls in a Tit-for-Tat Encounter

are they... in there?

the gentle sunlight filtered through the window, casting a delicate silhouette on the girl that seemed somewhat slender and helpless at that moment.

the wooden door appeared quite sturdy; at a glance, it was in keeping with the rest of the school's interior design,

if he saw me, haruka yuzan would surely be surprised... just a door's distance away...

with that thought, chiba shimizu subconsciously clenched the key in her hand; a hint of cold indifference shone in her clear eyes. without hesitation, she inserted the key,

twisted it, turned it, and with a "click", the door opened.

a warm breeze wafted through the tranquil cabin, sunlight streaming in and revealing the familiar scene within; the desk, the coffee table, the bookshelf—the familiar furniture was still in place,

the expected duo stood by the sofa, and when they looked toward the door, a flash of surprised expression crossed their faces.

shock, astonishment, panic—all these emotions surfaced on haruka yuzan's being.

i got it all right... but why can't i feel happy?

"class president? what are you doing here?"

almost the moment the girl appeared, haruka yuzan blurted out. though his mind was confused, he still tried to appear curious and nonchalant. however, even he didn't realize that the flicker of panic in his eyes had been precisely captured by the class president standing at the door.

otome mizuko didn't speak,

those originally hazy eyes gradually regained clarity, like a child who had just eaten, elegantly and nobly wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue, as if she had arrived on her own turf; in front of chiba shimizu, the unassailable young mistress had no intention of appearing inferior.

"i... came to see classmate haruka about something."

chiba shimizu stated indifferently, her cold, expressionless face tilted up as her clear, water-like eyes looked back at the two inside the room,

the removed shoes, the wrinkled shirt, the crumpled paper ball on the coffee table, and... the odd smell in the room, all made her frown uncomfortably,

calm eyes, a calm face, it was as though she was making an inconsequential remark. she stood her ground against the domineering young mistress without falling behind,

???

in an instant, haruka yuzan felt the room's temperature seemed to have suddenly dropped by several degrees!

with summer not yet past, had winter... already arrived?

how could such a rational person speak so calmly of such a thing?

in the distance, he could faintly hear the cheerful, excited noises from the sports field.

and all haruka yuzan wanted now was to quickly skip this period and fast forward to evening, even if it meant enjoying the pampering of sister reiko and kazumi misaki simultaneously—he was willing!!

just to safely get through this period...

"hahaha, stop joking. by the way, chiba, did you need me for something?" there was no helping it; haruka yuzan felt he needed to take action, he couldn't just sit and wait for doom!

indeed,

at the boy's words, chiba shimizu was visibly taken aback. why... did she come looking for haruka yuzan?

she didn't know. the sports field, the library, and now... it's like... it was all to find him...

the girl's emotions were complex. for... habit? comfort?

just now, they must have done more than just kiss,

the odd smell in the room, the paper balls on the coffee table, and... why did otome mizuko's buttocks seem even more pert than usual?

for the first time, she entered the young mistress's realm of the unknown,

it wasn't deliberate observation, but subtle changes in daily life would be subconsciously recorded in the girl's mind, then naturally contrasted....