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

"What are you going to do with that thing?"

Haruka Yuzan watched as Misaki Saki, with the reverence of holding a sacred object, lifted the digital camera above her head.

On her cute face, there was a glint of novelty and bewilderment.

Given her expression, it seemed to be her first encounter with the art of photography.

"Are you planning to switch careers? Have you finally realized you have no talent for drawing, so you're turning to photography?"

"Hmph! If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

Misaki Saki huffed and, after glancing at Reiko Onodera, who had busied herself in the kitchen, covered her face with her small hands and said mysteriously,

"I'm doing this to capture the little moments of life."

"Capture life?"

Haruka Yuzan lay on the sofa, looking skeptically at the girl. This doujinshi artist had such noble interests?

"Yep!"

Misaki Saki tilted her adorable little face up toward the camera lens, smiling cheekily as she said,

"Hello, hello, this is my first time recording a video, and from now on, I'll be documenting the little things in life."

With her sweet and cute appearance, the Misaki Saki of the moment looked like a girl brimming with hope for life, quite deceptive indeed.

Had she changed?

The female otaku, previously full of trashy thoughts, had suddenly turned into a hopeful young girl?

Haruka Yuzan felt slightly uneasy with this transformation.

However, what the young man didn't notice was,

that while her back was turned, and as she held up the digital camera with her cute little head, Misaki Saki suddenly sported a rather lewd smile,

her lovely large eyes turned into crescent moons, stealing glances to the back right, observing Haruka Yuzan on the sofa through her peripheral vision. Stay connected with m v l e mpyr

Realizing the boy believed that the digital camera was for her to record life, an uncontrollable tremble ran through Misaki Saki's body.

Hehehe.

Misaki, you're really clever.

Yes, just like that, let Haruka Yuzan lower his guard, so she would have plenty of material for her drawings in the future!!!

However, if she were to only take pictures of Haruka Yuzan, she'd have to discuss it with him,

since she needed close-ups with a still distance, definitely not something she could do sneakily...the picture quality would be bad...

Ah, what a headache...

"Come on, Haruka, let's commemorate this moment together!"

In high spirits, she grabbed Haruka Yuzan, ready to capture the moment.

To deliver an opening monologue for the protagonist of her future videos!

Haruka Yuzan, of course, had no idea what was going through the girl's mind and just greeted her warmly at the camera.

If it was for the sake of a pure commemoration, it was indeed quite meaningful.

Years later, they might revisit and watch the DVD memories.

At that time, there were only three people and one cat in the villa!

The girl played around in the living room for a while, taking shots of this and that, looking quite excited.

Especially when holding the roast meat, giving that fat cat a bunch of close-ups, from any angle, Meow Meow-san still looked daft.

"Meow..."

Finally, with the digital camera in hand, Misaki Saki headed for the kitchen.

"Sister Reiko, look at the camera!"

"Hmm?"

.....

They were having noodles for dinner, so the cooking was quick; just the noodles and the sauce needed to be prepared.

Udon noodles happened to be Mrs. Onodera's specialty, and in less than half an hour, three bowls of fragrant and appealing noodle soup were served on the table.

It made Misaki Saki's mouth water just looking at it.

The little girl hadn't eaten much breakfast that morning, and had stubbornly made it through the day, so as soon as Reiko Onodera got home, she started preparing dinner.

"We're eating early today, and if you're hungry later at night, I'll make something else."

Mrs. Onodera always went through the trouble without complaining.

"Wow, it really is udon!"

Misaki Saki couldn't help but exclaim at the sight of the big bowl of noodle soup in front of her.

She found that whatever she wanted to eat that day would surely be served at the dinner table the next. Could this truly be her destined place?

Was there some kind of guardian spirit looking out for her?

With this thought, the girl quickly put her hands together and began to pray inwardly.

Oh great guardian spirit.

Please hear my plea, let me have an endless stream of inspiration!

I beg you, your most devoted believer—Misaki Saki.

"Hurry up and eat, what are you muttering about?"

The great guardian spirit—Haruka Yuzan, couldn't help but interrupt the girl.

Reiko Onodera, trying not to laugh, covered her mouth. With a girl like this at home, the atmosphere had become very joyful.

"Humph! What would you know, I'm praying to my guardian spirit!"

Misaki Saki huffed, but remembering she still had a favor to ask from the boys later, she obediently closed her mouth and started slurping her noodles with good behavior.

Haruka Yuzan also felt helpless. With her wild and crazy ways, who knew who could manage her.

After dinner, Mrs. Onodera went to the kitchen to clean up.

Misaki Saki then picked up the plump cat from beside Haruka and sat down in its place.

Glancing at the sneaky girl, Haruka Yuzan picked up the pitiful Roast Meat coming over and gently caressed it.

Misaki Saki stuck out her tongue and stayed silent, but somehow, the distance between them closed inexplicably.

Facing the little body that was gradually leaning in, Haruka Yuzan remained silent. He figured they'd see who would give in first.

Not until the girl's inexperienced body was almost completely pressed against Haruka's did Misaki Saki finally say with a giggle,

"Haruka, I had so much inspiration last night; I drew all night long and didn't even sleep. Could you please help me critique them in my room later?"

Just to look at manga?

Haruka Yuzan thought about it and then nodded in agreement,

"Okay."

He could certainly handle reviewing her drawings.

"Oh, and I have this tiny, tiny request. Could you please agree to it?" Misaki Saki blinked her eyes and held up two fingers to show how small her request really was.

Without any hesitation, Haruka Yuzan decisively... shook his head in refusal,

"No."

Whatever the request was, it was certainly nothing good.

"Oh, come on, just say yes."

Misaki Saki began rubbing Haruka's arm against her chest while tugging on it.

"Don't try that with me." Haruka Yuzan felt tingles of youth from his arm and felt somewhat itchy inside.

"Mmm..."

Misaki Saki, like a little girl wanting a lollipop, pulled on the arm and cooed forcefully.

"Just say yes, Haruka, you're the best."

Roast Meat just lay in the boy's arms, staring blankly at the scene.

"First, tell me what the request is?" Eventually, Haruka gave in and nodded.

"I want to see you and Sister Reiko kiss."

Misaki Saki whispered, then, upon seeing the boy look her way, quickly held up three fingers,

"I swear, I'll just watch from the corner and won't make a sound at all!"