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

And what was the nefarious landlord, who exploitatively employs a beautiful girl, doing?

Lounging on the sofa, petting the cat, sipping tea, and watching TV.

The plump cat in her arms also gradually fell asleep, so Haruka Yuzan simply shifted it to one side.

At this moment, Reiko Onodera also closed her laptop, preparing to go to the bathroom to retrieve the previously washed clothes and hang them out to dry.

Meanwhile, Haruka Yuzan lay on the sofa, watching "Boruto and the Lama's Tale".

It wasn't long before a slightly panicked voice came from the bathroom—it was Reiko Onodera's.

"Haruka, are you there? Come over and help me."

Help?

Upon hearing madam's call, Haruka Yuzan hastily made her way to the bathroom from the sofa where she had been watching TV,

"Sister Reiko, what happened?"

Standing at the door and looking inside, Haruka Yuzan was momentarily stunned,

She saw Reiko Onodera with her upper body stretched into the washing machine, her black shorts clinging to her perfect buttocks, and two plump, round legs kneeling on the floor with her white knees showing a faint blush.

Leaning forward, the pert buttocks wrapped in the black shorts wriggled back and forth, seemingly trying to get out of the washing machine???

After several attempts, all of which failed... she looked both stubborn and pitifully wronged.....

"Sister Reiko?"

Seeing the scene before her, Haruka Yuzan finally realized, "Are you stuck in the washing machine?"

"Haruka...."

Hearing the male voice, Reiko Onodera instantly sounded pitiful, though her gentle and virtuous face was still out of view,

Reiko Onodera had come to the washing machine to fetch the clothes, and upon opening the drum, she found that the clothes had not been dried. After pressing the button, the washing machine did not respond.

Thinking it was a malfunction or something stuck inside, Reiko Onodera took out all the clothes, intending to crawl in to check the situation. However, she didn't expect to find no issue with the machine, but her hair got caught instead.

Trying to get out, her hair got painfully stuck, and with the madam's lack of strength, she couldn't pull herself free.

So, she remained stuck there.

After learning what happened, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time; she never thought that what she'd normally see only in movies or dramatic comics would happen in real life.

Today, madam wore a white tank top with black shorts, revealing a slender and fair waist outside, with her lower body creating a perfect curve of allure, and a pair of beautiful legs in sync with the black shorts, restlessly wriggling.

In the washing basin beside her, a pile of clothes seemed to be undried, still damp.

"Haruka, help me....."

Reiko Onodera sounded like a little wife who had been wronged, asking for help.

Haruka Yuzan also felt a bit helpless, madam sure is... adorably clumsy.....

"Let me see how to get you out."

"Mhm...." Reiko Onodera softly voiced her assent,

Haruka Yuzan prepared to first unplug the washing machine, only to find the plug had already been removed,

Well... it seems not entirely foolish.

"How are you going to do it, I'll cooperate with you," Reiko Onodera asked a bit shyly.

"Hmm...." Haruka Yuzan thought for a moment, "Sister Reiko, is your hair caught on the bottom or the top?"

First, it was most important to pinpoint the location.

"The right side, on the bottom," Reiko Onodera replied.

"Okay," Haruka Yuzan nodded, "I'll reach in and help pull your hair out in a moment."

"Can you reach in?" Reiko Onodera asked.

Haruka Yuzan observed the opening of the washing machine; it was possible to reach in, but the way would be blocked by madam's ample upper body.

If she were to squeeze through forcefully, not only would madam be uncomfortable, but her arm would also get caught by the edge of the opening, rubbing back and forth, inevitably losing a layer of skin.

After thinking it through, it seemed necessary to find an alternative route.

"Sister Reiko, I'll reach through from under your tank top."

Reiko Onodera was wearing a tank top, the collar of which not only had ample space but also made it so that if Haruka Yuzan's arm went through the center of the neckline, it wouldn't get caught by the opening of the washing machine.

Hearing the boy's words, Reiko Onodera blushed, and ultimately, she nodded in agreement.