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

The boy's words deeply touched madam's heart, perhaps, this was the happy family life she had always dreamed of...

If only Rika were here too...

And so it was settled,

The night wind seemed a bit strong tonight, its howling reaching indoors through the glass.

After dinner,

Misaki Saki was particularly lively today, not only taking the initiative to clear the table but also hopping into the kitchen to help wash up afterward.

"Sister Reiko, it's your birthday tomorrow. Just leave this to me, I can wash these really clean!!"

Hearing this, Haruka Yuzan, who was tallying up the household's food supplies, couldn't help but speak up.

"Have you ever washed dishes before?"

An excellent chef needs to know in advance how much food is left at home. Haruka Yuzan planned to make a big meal tomorrow and was checking what was needed, intending to buy it from the supermarket first thing in the morning.

After all, the kitchen duties had been basically handed over to Reiko Onodera and Chiba Shimizu for quite a while, and the boy had not set foot in here for a long time.

Even though he had skills in Primary Culinary Skills...

The kitchen was spacious, accommodating four people without feeling crowded.

"I'm just lazy usually! I'm not stupid! How could I not know how to wash dishes?"

Misaki Saki pouted, feeling that the boy was insulting her! The little girl rolled up her sleeves, ready to show off her capabilities.

Having an idea in his mind, Haruka Yuzan glanced over and saw that the three had a clear division of labor,

Misaki Saki first washed the dishes and utensils with detergent, then handed them to Reiko Onodera to be carefully rinsed with clean water, and finally, Miss Chiba dried them with a towel.

Finding that his help wasn't needed, Haruka Yuzan took some fruit from the refrigerator,

With swift cuts, he quickly made a delicate fruit plate; this was the first time Haruka Yuzan had picked up a knife since acquiring Primary Culinary Skills, although it was a fruit knife.

But he could still feel his skills had improved.

The enhancement of culinary skills was comprehensive: knife skills, stir-frying, plating, he'd gained a deeper understanding of every one of these details.

So, he hadn't even reached primary culinary skills before?

Meanwhile, the dish-washing trio behind him seemed to have finished their task.

"Here, Sister Reiko."

After Misaki Saki had diligently cleaned the last porcelain bowl, she handed it over to Mrs. Onodera.

After washing her hands, the little girl stood in place, panting heavily.

Looking at the empty sink in front of her, she nodded with satisfaction, then picked up a cloth to wipe the extra water off the table.

Misaki, your performance today was really good!

"You worked hard, Misaki."

Reiko Onodera said softly with a smile.

"It's not hard, not hard at all!"

Though her words were modest, Misaki Saki's posture was anything but,

hands on hips, little head held high, her cute face beaming with pride!

She seemed quite pleased with herself.

Madam couldn't help but smile secretly at the sight.

"Since you love doing the dishes so much, from now on, all the dishes after meals will be your responsibility."

Haruka Yuzan said with a laugh.

"What??"

.....

"Put some strength into it."

"Just push down hard, I can take it. I eat so much every day, it's bad enough not growing taller, but how can I be without strength?"

"Ow, ow, ow, that hurts, go lighter, are you trying to kill me?"

The living room was bathed in a soft light, and the little garden outside was pitch-black.

Haruka Yuzan was lying on the couch, turning to watch a deep analysis video about Gojo Satoru being cut in half.

There were a pair of tender, cute little feet treading on his back, Misaki Saki with her hands on the wall, carefully stepping on the boy.

Her weight was so light that walking on Haruka Yuzan could only be comfortable, helping to relax the muscles in his back.

The girl worried that if Haruka suddenly got up and she didn't stand firm, she would fall straight off him, and at this height, she would probably have to sleep face down for the night if she landed on her butt.

Just the thought was frightening.

Even though she wanted to watch the analysis video too,

but for the sake of her little bottom, Misaki Saki just responded to the boy's requests while watching out for any sudden moves from him below.

Chiba Shimizu was quietly reading a book, while Reiko Onodera started a video call with Rika Onodera.

The little girl on the phone screen looked very happy, and when madam asked why, she hedged and couldn't speak clearly.

It made one curious.

Just as Rika Onodera seemed about to burst, Mariko Akiyama took the phone in time and started chatting with madam.

"Rika was praised by her teacher today, so she's very happy," Mariko Akiyama said with a smile,

"The little girl is growing up, didn't want to tell you, said she wanted to tell you in person when you return!"

"Ah, this child."

Reiko Onodera wasn't suspicious at all, but after hearing the mistress's words, she still felt a sourness in her heart.

"Reiko, over there..."

Seeing madam a little emotional, Mariko Akiyama changed the subject and the mother and daughter started chatting.

Haruka Yuzan, noticing this, also turned down the TV volume a little, there was no helping it, the video blogger was just too intense.

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As if he himself had been cut in half.

"Misaki-san, when you become a manga artist in the future, you can't go crazy like him."

Haruka Yuzan said comfortably.

"I'm not dumb, I'm a pure love warrior!!!"

"Ah, that's good!"

Haruka Yuzan said comfortably.

The girl's weight was just right, stepping on him truly made his muscles relax.

The night... slowly passed....