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

Chapter 220 Coming Clean to Otome Mizuko

The scorching sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, yet an absurd scene unfolded in the spacious and bright room.

The young mistress sitting lifelessly on the double bed sobbed endlessly, her black, disheveled hair naturally hanging down in front of her chest, serving as the only thing covering her.

Patches of snow-white skin were exposed to the air, appearing especially delicate under the sunlight. Her usually bright and shining eyes had become red, as she nestled in Haruka Yuzan's arms, mumbling incessantly.

"Haru, Haruka, you must believe me....."

"Okay, I believe you."

Haruka Yuzan, somewhat helplessly, reached out and gently stroked the young mistress's back.

He had never imagined that Chiba-san would actually kiss him on the spot, and... the impact it had on Otome after he kissed another girl was greater than he had expected!

Rage, murderous intent, and a stubbornness bordering on a mutual destruction, Haruka Yuzan could understand all of that, even expected it, but...

Glancing at the tear-stained young mistress in front of him, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but gently stroke her hair, "Alright, Otome, no more crying, I know."

Otome Mizuko kept goading Chiba Shimizu into a do-or-die situation, to directly kiss Haruka Yuzan, so... even though her "life" was "tarnished," Miss Otome could only silently endure, with self-blame and grievance > anger in her heart.

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Because the kiss between the two was, after all, commanded by the young mistress herself!!!

Chiba Shimizu stood by the bed, her cold eyes fixated on the scene unfolding on the bed, her thin red lips sneered.

Her condescending manner was unmistakably that of a victor!!

Hmph, such petty tricks, and you dare to show off in front of me??

If the feelings between her and Haruka Yuzan were confined to the heart, then no matter how Otome Mizuko provoked her today, Chiba Shimizu wouldn't take her first kiss lightly.

No, perhaps this is just the beginning.

Chiba Shimizu said nothing, gave Otome Mizuko a cold look, and then sat back down on the sofa, picking up the magazine she hadn't finished reading and started anew.

Even now, she still maintained an unruffled demeanor?

Haruka Yuzan lay in bed, his eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, the young mistress clinging tightly to him. Gradually, an intense drowsiness overtook him.

The breeze outside stirred a corner of the white curtains.

When he next opened his eyes, dusk had already enveloped the entire room.

Groggy, melancholic, and hollow....

Looking at the delicate young girl in his arms, her face serene, her breathing steady, a hint of red from the eye makeup around her beautiful eyes, it seemed... she had just cried not long ago.

The good news is, the young mistress was still deep in slumber, her delicate arms tightly wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go.

Chiba Shimizu was still sitting quietly in the corner of the room, reading, the same as before she fell asleep, without the slightest change in posture.

It was as if... everything that had just happened was merely a passing dream.

"Otome, wake up, it's time to eat..."

Haruka Yuzan poked the smooth and tender cheek of the young girl, QQ bouncy to the touch, very pleasant to feel.

"Hmm..."

Otome Mizuko murmured uncomfortably, then turned her little head to the other side, as if... she still wanted to linger in bed?

"Otome Mizuko is grumpy when she wakes up, but, it probably doesn't matter if it's you."

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