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

The azure sky was dotted with white clouds, a scene straight out of an anime filter that could keep one in good spirits on the way to work.

At that moment, inside the car by the street.

Haruka Yuzan's Adam's apple bobbed as he felt the young lady sprawled on top of him, unable to muster the slightest hint of interest, lifeless in his grasp.

"Haruka, why don't you have any reaction?"

Otome Mizuko breathed softly into his ear, the ticklish sensation at his earlobes enough to spark endless desire in any man.

But he... no, it should be his little brother that wasn't reacting at all...

"Maybe I'm just tired?"

Haruka Yuzan pushed away the perfect figure pressing down on him and straightened out his shirt.

Of course, he was tired. Having just come from Chiba Seiryo's soft lips to Otome Mizuko's hands, barely ten minutes had passed in between.

Even an iron soldier wouldn't have his cooldown reset so quickly.

Just as Haruka Yuzan was about to find an excuse to get away, a tender touch suddenly came from behind his back.

"Haruka..."

Otome Mizuko hugged him from behind. Haruka Yuzan could feel the fatigue that enveloped the girl, a state he had never seen in her before.

He sighed, wriggled free from the young lady's embrace, and turned to hug the youthfully delicate figure from the front.

It was only then that Haruka Yuzan noticed the traces of tears at the corners of the girl's eyes, as if she had just been crying.

"Yumeko, I've always been by your side."

Though he didn't know what had happened, Haruka Yuzan felt he should offer her some comfort.

The atmosphere inside the car was very quiet.

"My father's been injured..." mumbled Otome Mizuko, curled up in his embrace.

Eastern University Hospital.

When Haruka Yuzan arrived, besides Lady Otome guarding by the bedside, there lay Otome Toyama on the hospital bed.

The man who once resembled a majestic lion now lay colorless and silent on the white sheets, filled with an eerily still silence.

"Mr. Haruka, you're here."

Upon seeing Haruka Yuzan, Lady Otome squeezed out a gentle smile on her tired face.

"Yeah, Auntie, how is Uncle Toyama...?"

Haruka Yuzan walked to the bedside, his feelings complicated.

Not long ago, this man was inviting him to the shooting range to practice archery, and today... Even the head of a great family's life could be so fragile?

"The doctor says they don't know when he will wake up, but it's already very fortunate that his life could be saved."

At this moment, Otome Mizuko had regained her composure, or perhaps she didn't want to show her vulnerable side in front of her mother.

Haruka Yuzan turned to look at her, a flash of bloodthirst in his otherwise impassive eyes.

It was evident, during the time her father was unconscious, how much pressure the young lady had been under, how much blood she must have seen.

"Have they found the person responsible?"

Haruka Yuzan asked.

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"Mm," Miss Otome nodded, her gaze calm, but when she looked at her own father, a touch of sadness inevitably flickered: "He's already in the belly of a shark."

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Haruka Yuzan heard this and did not continue to ask further.

After spending the afternoon at the hospital with the mother and daughter, Lady Otome slowly began to speak: "Yumeko, you and Mr. Haruka should go back now, I'll be fine here."

The Otome Family had a dedicated health maid, but Lady Otome only wanted to quietly be by her husband's side.

"Yes, thank you, Mother."

Otome Yumeko gave a slight bow to Lady Otome, glanced at her father, then left with Haruka Yuzan.

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The twilight of the evening seemed somewhat desolate, with the afterglow dyeing the sky red, a warming breeze touching one's face, carrying a tranquil scent.

Once aboard the returning car, Haruka Yuzan suddenly realized that their destination was heading towards Tokyo Bay.

"Haruka, would you accompany me for a walk by the sea, may I?" Otome Yumeko asked after getting into the car, then curled up in his embrace again.

"Sure,"

Haruka Yuzan nodded in agreement.

No one would refuse a girl who filled the world with herself, even if there were some twists in her heart.

Walking on the sands of Tokyo Bay, Otome Yumeko took a deep breath of sea air; she bared her ankles and stepped into the soft sand, letting the waves wash over her calves.

There was no one around, likely because Miss Otome had already cleared the area.

"Yumeko, be careful where you step,"

Seeing Miss Otome preparing to strip off her blouse, revealing that flawless body, Haruka Yuzan quickly stepped forward to stop her.

Xuan Long climbed onto a large rock and was stunned by the landscape before him; the surging and misty sea of white clouds was punctuated with ochre mountains rising sharply, their peaks studded with rugged rocks and pine trees - a dreamlike, enchanting scene straight out of a fairyland.

There were ninety-nine peaks, each adorned with pavilions and ethereal palaces, some elegantly beautiful, some grand and majestic - endlessly varied.

In the Tang Dynasty, the poet Li Bai was intoxicated by the beauty and wine at the exceptional Jiajiang Green Clothes, visited the Immortal Mountain, sailed the moonlight, and on the banks of the Pingqiang River, he penned the immortal "Song of Emei Mountain by Moonlight."

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Upon reaching the peak after entering the Immortal Mountain, Lin Xinyu saw the prized Chaos Spring Eye of his sect.

Afterward, the master planned to retreat to Devil Immortal Mountain to live a secluded life, intending to reside amid plum blossoms and cranes.

The nine peaks soared high, hundreds of meters tall like the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Mountain, adorned with glittering palaces, yet sadly were far too distant to be clearly seen.

When Su Liang awoke once again, he found an old Taoist gently stroking his beard, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind, exuding the aura of an immortal - as if about to fly away on feathers, he majestically asked, "Child, would you like to follow this poor Taoist to the Immortal Mountain to seek the Dao and ask about immortality?"

Tongtian Temple served as the imperial Guoku Temple, also known as Sanbao Jingang Temple; as a mainstay of Buddhist cultivation, it was unrivaled by any other temple. With a cloud of eminent monks within, even the combined might of the three great Immortal Mountains was still at a disadvantage.

The deepest part of the Gods and Demons Battlefield is a place of mystery, a peculiar realm where petals flutter down abundantly, fragrant grasses flourish, Immortal Mountains stand tall against the clear azure sky, seeming like a beautiful fairyland where immortal aura flows, and colors intermingle radiantly.

Deep within the Hidden Immortal Mountain Range lies a place known as Guiyun Ridge, where the mountains rise in formidable peaks, craggy rocks stand stark, and the landscape undulates in an endless ridge - sublime and sudden.

One could see the vermillion balustrades and painted eaves, resplendent and majestic; exotic flowers, and rare herbs, resembling the immortal palaces on fairy mountains, a completely different world, where Jun Ruochen's grand ambition lies.