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

"I'll do anything, just please, promise me you'll bring Shimizu back... really... I can't live without her..."

Chiba Seiryo begged in an abject manner.

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan sighed helplessly, "You need to calm down now."

The Miss's state was simply too irrational at the moment.

No matter what terms Haruka Yuzan put forward, it would feel like taking advantage of someone's vulnerability.

Besides, he didn't have any need for them.

Money?

Let alone having Miss Otome, since he had achieved financial freedom through the café business and the money bestowed by the System.

Of course, he might not have great wealth, but he was certainly not short of money.

Moreover, he had no place to spend a lot of money.

Other things go without saying.

Women? Beautiful women?

Just the ones in the villa were nearly draining him dry, not to mention he still had a 'good aunt' waiting for him.

More accurately, it was his buddy's 'good aunt.'

Even if Chiba Seiryo shoved someone at him now, he wasn't necessarily interested.

Unless it was something unique and commemorative...

Such as... or like... or even further like...

But obviously, these things and plots only appear in novels and movies, they can't be put on the table...

Therefore, Haruka Yuzan refused.

"Your current state is not right, get your thoughts in order, and then we can continue this conversation," he said helplessly.

He tried to pull his hand away but found the Miss gripping it tightly still.

"No, you can't take Shimizu away..."

Chiba Seiryo's voice was choked with emotion, her usually cool face now pear-blossom-touched-by-rain, pitiable, making one wish to pull her into an embrace and comfort her fiercely.

Her current demeanor was a stark contrast to her previous aloofness...

"Shimizu and I have lived together since we were children, why, why do you have to take her away... Clearly, clearly if she wanted anything, I would give it to her..."

As she spoke, tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Sigh."

Haruka Yuzan saw this, and sighed helplessly again.

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"Do you actually know what Shimizu wants?"

"You know nothing, you're just giving what you think is right."

With three consecutive questions, Chiba Seiryo bit her red lips and shook her head incessantly.

"It's not like that, it's not like that, it's not..."

Honestly, Haruka Yuzan was also somewhat moved.

For her to be so heartbroken, it was clear that she truly loved her sister...

But...

"Yes, you wanted to touch me, didn't you? Only, only if you bring back Shimizu, you can touch whatever you want, I'll give it to you!!"

Chiba Seiryo at that moment was like clutching a lifeline, as if some idea struck her, her beautiful eyes shone with a gleam!

Her rosy lips moved, murmuring continuously.

"......"

Haruka Yuzan's face darkened, "Don't slander me, I did no such thing."

Although the touch of a young girl was soft and tempting, he didn't do it on purpose.

The difference here was huge... a matter of principles!

"How can that be, you touched for quite a while at the cinema!!"

Upon hearing Haruka Yuzan's denial, Chiba Seiryo immediately became anxious:

"Don't disbelieve, I, in whatever I do, have principles, I never go back on what I promise!!"

Seemingly to prove her point, the Miss then tried to push Haruka Yuzan's hand onto her chest!

Instantly, a soft sensation flooded over him.

"Hiss!"

Haruka Yuzan gasped sharply.

Today, the Miss was dressed in a flowery, large kimono that barely concealed the fullness at her chest, not hindering Haruka Yuzan's hand in the least.

Soft and tender.

Sinking deeply into it.

"We'll talk about this matter another day, your emotions are very unstable right now, and the decisions you make aren't rational; you'll regret them when you're sober," Haruka Yuzan said, attempting to pull his hand back, but Chiba Seiryo held on firmly, refusing to let go.

"No, don't, I am clear-headed now, really..."

"Alright, alright, I promise you," Haruka Yuzan finally agreed, somewhat helplessly.

If Chiba-san saw this, jumping into Tokyo Bay wouldn't be enough to clear his name.

Chiba Seiryo sighed in relief, "Thank, thank you."

Her voice was faint, barely audible, a testament to the terrifying nature of a sister complex, to have forced such an imperious Miss to such a plight.

If Chiba Seiryo was out of her senses, then Haruka Yuzan would probably have headaches for a while, maybe even be forced into crazy actions.

Fortunately, the Miss wasn't that deranged.

Being at the midpoint of the sister complex, she would consider the consequences of her actions, leaving only herself to bear the most distressing part.

After placating Chiba Seiryo, it was then that Haruka Yuzan finally managed to extricate his hand.

For a moment, a fragrance lingered, and there was still a warm feeling in his palm.

.......

Back at the manor.

He saw the Little She-Devil surrounded by many maids.

Misaki Saki lay on a beach chair, with a maid on the left and another on the right.

Grapes, juice, desserts orbited her, she ate whatever she fancied, every so often casting a glance at the maids' exposed fair skin.

Life was blissful!

When Haruka Yuzan went over and picked her up, the Little She-Devil was still kicking her short legs in the air, as if she hadn't woken from a dream.