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

The night had deepened, and the stars twinkled outside the window.

The flickering streetlights made the girl pull the curtains closed shyly.

From outside, the bright indoor light reflected through the thick curtains, looking like a luminescent screen.

"Should we turn off the lights?"

Haruka Yuzan still felt somewhat awkward,

especially when he saw Misaki Saki holding a ruler and pencil, he felt even weirder.

Why did this person bring a ruler and pencil to his room at night?!

She came prepared! This is bad!!!

"No way, if I turn off the lights it will be too dark, how can I observe then?"

Misaki Saki flatly rejected with a righteous tone.

"Then, could you please put the ruler aside?" Haruka Yuzan, seeing this, made another small request, "Observing is fine, but why do you need a ruler?"

"What do you know! I'm trying to make the data more accurate and realistic!" Misaki Saki said seriously, waving the ruler in her hand.

"Alright, just lie there quietly, I'm about to start."

As she spoke, the girl eyed the boy's body and swallowed nervously, her small hand trembling as it reached towards the boy's belt.

"Then, please be gentle."

Feeling his lower body being exposed to the air bit by bit, Haruka Yuzan closed his eyes as if resigning himself to fate.

Previously, it was always him measuring other beautiful girls; he never imagined that today he would be measured by a beautiful girl in return?

The embarrassment was off the charts!

A cool breeze blew in from the window, chilling Haruka Yuzan's lower half.

"Oh! So that's how it is!"

Misaki Saki had an epiphany, her cheeks still blushing, but her beautiful eyes shone brightly!

Like gaining new knowledge, discovering a new continent, she let out an exclamation of amazement.

"I get it!"

"You don't get a damn thing!"

Haruka Yuzan muttered with annoyance, "Hurry up, I want to sleep!"

"I know, I know!"

Misaki Saki pouted, "Don't rush me, I'll be quick!"

"Okay then."

"Ah."

A sigh full of helplessness.

He watched the girl with the ruler and pencil, measuring him up and down, looking very professional, occasionally marking a crosshair and proportionately downsizing it onto the drawing paper.

Half an hour later,

"Done! That was great! I'm so good!"

Misaki Saki raised her head in satisfaction, clapped her hands, and licked the corner of her mouth with artistic flair. Next to her were many sheets of drawing paper.

She looked just like a diligent designer working overtime, feeling satisfied and proud of her work!

"Hmm?"

Haruka Yuzan opened his eyes upon hearing the movement, a night breeze making him shiver with cold.

It was only in the beginning that it felt very embarrassing. Although he couldn't see her serious little face while lying flat,

the occasional cool sensation still made Haruka Yuzan unavoidably excited.

"Are you done looking? If you are, I'm going to sleep."

After being tormented by the girl until midnight, he was truly tired.

"I'm done, but it feels like something is still missing..."

Misaki Saki looked at the sketch again and again, feeling an emptiness inside.

Although it was much better than before...

Nevertheless, she felt quite content to have reached this state, so she organized the sketches and prepared to leave.

"That's enough for today; I'm finished."

"Hey!"

Seeing Misaki Saki about to leave, Haruka Yuzan grabbed the girl's slender arm.

"You're done, but didn't you forget something?"

"Forgot...what?"

Her arm was grabbed, just as if a boy had seized the back of fate's neck, and Misaki Saki turned her head with some guilt, squeezing out an innocent smile,

"It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

"What do you think?"

Haruka Yuzan was somewhat speechless at this person's thick-skinned attitude, but he wasn't going to help for free, even if there was a task reward coming later.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to his thigh, signaling the girl.

"Hmph! I just forgot, that's all!"

Her little scheme exposed, Misaki Saki became defensive, her face flushed red, as she sat down directly in front of Haruka.

"Alright, I believe you."

Haruka Yuzan smiled.

After a long time,

"Damn it, do you even know how to do it?"

"I...what's the rush? I have a lot of theoretical knowledge!"

"No wonder you're a flop!"

"You! How dare you say that to me!"

"Ouch, are you trying to kill me? It hurts, it hurts!"

"Don't doubt me!"

....

The next day,

The first rays of morning light shone through the gap in the curtains, squarely onto the boy's face—

a very annoying thing.

Haruka Yuzan slowly opened his eyes, and after being spaced out for a moment, he gathered his energy, sat up on the bed, and stretched.

Last night's everything felt dreamlike, but the few drafts on the desk reminded him that it all had been real.

After washing up in the bathroom, he casually donned some sportswear, greeted madam, and stepped out to begin his morning exercise.

The air in the community was very refreshing in the morning,

The handsome young man breathed evenly as he jogged along the path, and even though he was going to the gym less frequently now, he still had to complete his daily morning check-in task.

Long runs were beneficial for the boy to endure longer, laying a solid foundation for a healthy body.

This was also the most basic of fitness routines and a prerequisite for developing waist strength.

Men could be weak everywhere else but never in physical strength and waist power.

After running a lap around the community and feeling the time was about right, Haruka Yuzan returned to the villa.

As soon as he entered, he noticed a small figure lying on the couch.

"Hmm?"

Surprised, the girl was up at this time?

"You're up so early today?"

Haruka Yuzan took off his sneakers and asked curiously.

"Hah...."

Misaki Saki lay listlessly on the couch, her whole demeanor wilted, utterly devoid of a young girl's vitality.

"I didn't sleep all night."

Before she could finish her sentence, she yawned twice,

"I lost track of time, and when it got light, I figured I might as well have breakfast before going back to sleep."

With that explanation, Haruka Yuzan understood.

Indeed, it wasn't getting up early; she hadn't slept at all? That's what real young people are like!

Staying up late is nothing; only by pulling an all-nighter can you ascend to greatness, "My Days in Island Country on American Time."

Yeah, if this were made into a movie, it would definitely kill those urban romance blockbusters.

Gazing at the handsome face in the mirror before him, Haruka Yuzan finally stopped his daydreaming.

There's no helping it, at this age, one's head is always filled with all sorts of strange thoughts.

.......