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

Night had fallen, and the starry sky twinkled like silver pearls scattered on a black velvet cloth, flickering with an enchanting glow.

A dim yellow light emerged from the corridors of the villa, where Misaki Saki pushed open the door, illuminating the small area and revealing the blonde Spice Girl standing at the entrance.

"Eh? Hoshina, why are you here?"

"Misaki, I need to have a talk with you about something."

Taking a deep breath and glancing around, Arisugawa Hoshina slowly began to speak.

"Eh? You want to talk to me about something?"

Misaki Saki lifted her head, her bright, large eyes blinking, appearing incredibly cute.

....

The nights of July were still hot enough to make people feel stifled.

A black sedan was parked by the roadside, the car door opened, revealing a pair of delicate and slender long legs, the calves youthful and firm, the thighs plump and round, the skin soft and smooth like warm ivory, tempting one to leave their very own marks.

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Dressed in casual sportswear, Otome Yumeko stepped out of the car, her black hair cascading down to her waist, her beautiful eyes lighting up with excitement at the sight of the villa aglow with light.

"Haruka, I'm here, our first night..."

"Miss..."

At this moment, the little secretary also hurriedly ran out of the car and followed her.

"If you're staying here tonight, shall I come to pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"Mhm."

Otome Yumeko nodded and started heading towards the villa.

The fingerprint password at the main door had already been updated with the young lady's print, and with a "buzz" sound, the door opened. Just as those slender, delicate legs stepped in, the black-haired beauty turned back and instructed the secretary bowing in respect behind her:

"Also, can you buy me some food and bring it over before you clock out?"

Without looking back, she walked into the villa after speaking.

"Yes, Miss!"@@novelbin@@

As the footsteps faded away, the little secretary seriously responded and bowed deeply once more in the direction of the young lady's departure.

With the door closed, the surroundings fell into silence.

The little secretary sighed softly and returned to the car. The sigh was not out of sorrow for having to work overtime; rather, as a personal secretary, she was bound to be on call 24 hours a day with a handsome salary in return.

It was just that...

Every time she encountered Haruka Yuzan, her young mistress always seemed very anxious, lacking her usual rational composure.

While it made her seem a tad more human, the pressure of work seemed to have increased!!

Countless times the schedule was changed for Haruka Yuzan, and each time she reported to the president and his wife, there was always a feeling as if it was her own fault.

If only she could have the usual young lady back...

...

"Hoshina, here's some tea."

Inside the bedroom at the end of the second-floor corridor, Misaki Saki respectfully presented the tea cup, kneeling as if in worship, her movements devout, her words sincere, embodying an enthusiastically welcoming cute young girl.

Arisugawa Hoshina awkwardly looked at the fizzing soda in the tea cup, unable to help but feel embarrassed. What was this little scamp up to?

When did she become so polite?

However, remembering her own urgent matter, she suppressed the confusion in her heart and took the tea cup into her hands.

"You don't have to do this, Misaki..."

She found the respectful manner very strange.

But to her surprise, Misaki Saki half-knelt and straightened up, her delicate face devoid of any emotion, resembling a doll devoid of feeling.

"I have a reason for doing all this."

"Hmm? What reason?"

Arisugawa Hoshina blinked curiously.

"The reason is..."

"What is it, exactly?"

Arisugawa Hoshina was immediately captivated by the little tyke's following words, so much so that she leaned in, forgetting her original purpose, yearning to hear it more clearly.

"The reason is, tonight you're going to be my model!!!"

As the Spice Girl leaned in, Misaki Saki abruptly stood up, hands on her hips, head held up high, with a triumphant, cunning expression on her face!

"O(∩_∩)O haha~, you didn't expect that, did you, Hoshina!!"

"...."

Indeed, Arisugawa Hoshina had not expected that; she simply couldn't keep up with the little one's train of thought.

"I didn't expect that, but I came here tonight to discuss something else with you... If you agree to it, Misaki, I'll be willing to model for you as long as you like...."

"Eh?"

Misaki Saki's excessive laughter came to a halt. The blonde little 'll' wore a large T-shirt emblazoned with the character for "house", and had cartoon characters printed on her inverted triangular underwear above her little creamy legs, with tiny, crystal-clear toes pressing against each other. The aura of the little sister was palpable, stirring a unique impulse.

"Yes, as long as you agree, I'll be your model!"

"Alright, I agree!!"

Almost without hesitation, Misaki Saki fervently nodded.

"Um... huh??!"

That rapid movement left Arisugawa Hoshina startled. She had agreed just like that?

"Aren't you going to ask why I came to see you, Misaki?"

"No need, I know!!"

Misaki Saki straightened the nonexistent bow tie, her face serious and composed as she declared, "Nothing escapes Lady Misaki's discerning eye!! The truth is always singular!!"

"Err..." In just a few words, Arisugawa Hoshina realized she couldn't follow the little tyke's brainwaves anymore. Was this... a cosplay of Conan??