In Tokyo, collecting rent starts with my wife

However, after hearing the affirmative answer, Reiko Onodera secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Class monitor, from now on, you can just tell Sister Lingzi what you want to eat, and she will make it for you."

Haruhi smiled leisurely and picked up a piece of sturgeon roll and put it in her mouth. It tasted really good.

It was certainly very polite of this aloof young lady to speak. As for trying to see any expression of surprise or astonishment on her face?

Give me a break.

"Ah."

Chiba Qingshui nodded, picked up his chopsticks naturally and started eating slowly. He did not feel the urgency and nervousness of just adapting to the new environment, nor did he feel happy and excited.

Ordinary and uneventful.

Misaki Saki sat on the chair, her lips pressed against the chopsticks, blinking her big eyes, looking at Haruhi Yuran for a while, then at Chiba Kiyomizu.

His beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, just like a little kid who had mistakenly entered the adult dining table.

"Stop looking at me. You won't be as beautiful as others." Haruhi Youran couldn't help but interrupt.

"You!" Misaki Saki pouted and looked at the boy with a gloomy look in her eyes, "Don't eat my squid!"

"Your name isn't written on it!"

"This is what the gods gave me!"

"If you have a Chuunibyou, go back to your room and come out after we finish eating."

"......"

Suddenly the restaurant became very lively.

Such a scene was obviously beyond Miss Chiba's expectations.

She had only seen people joking with each other while eating in books and on TV, and this was the first time she had experienced it in person.

However, the eldest lady quickly adapted to the situation and her expression remained calm.

"Qingshui, try the pork rib soup."

Reiko Onodera stood up with a smile and served everyone a bowl of soup.

"Ok, alright, Thanks."

Chiba Shimizu came back to her senses and the bowl of soup with a hint of golden oil reflected the girl's beautiful and pretty face.

The first time I ran away from home, I seemed to be able to see different scenery...

The dinner ended with laughter.

.......

After dinner,

Mrs. Onodera, still wearing her apron, went into the kitchen to clean up.

But today, Misaki Saki did not run back to the bedroom directly. Instead, she squatted on the ground and played with the barbecue with some dried fish.

She seems to be a little girl full of childlike fun? ?

This made Chiba Qingshui, who was still sitting on the chair, frown.

The wife busy in the kitchen, the little girl squatting on the floor playing with the cat, it seemed that everyone had their own things to do.

Normally at this time, I should still be playing the piano? .....

After being separated from her original mechanical life, Chiba Qingshui suddenly didn't know what to do. According to her previous personality, she should have returned to her room and stayed alone...

He looked at the boy who was sitting on the sofa playing with his phone.

Even though his tall figure is lazily leaning on the sofa, he still gives people the feeling of being free and unrestrained. His handsome features are staring at the screen of the mobile phone, with a faint smile on his face.

After thinking about it, she walked over and sat next to the boy, picked up a book on the coffee table and started reading.

What kind of boy would make Otome Yumeko so crazy? I'm really curious...

Haruhi was stunned for a moment by the beautiful figure sitting next to him, still not quite used to it.

The daughter of a wealthy family will become my roommate in the future?

It feels like I'm back at school, so awkward.

He shook his head and continued chatting with the maiden lady on his phone.

Chiba Qingshui on the side was quietly looking at the magazine given by the community... "To Youth"

The sound of fingers flipping papers is really suitable for this kind of atmospheric beautiful girl.

Perhaps I will have to be away from piano for a long time in the future, and I have to find something new to do.

There was a trace of serenity on the girl's plain face. There was no noise, no clamor, only quietness, as if something on her body had been taken off.

No one spoke in the living room for a while.

Everyone is enjoying killing time, except for a little girl.

Saki Misaki squatted there, the dried fish in her hand was covered with saliva from licking the barbecue.

But it was still held in the little girl's hand, and it seemed that she was not thinking about it.

His beautiful big eyes glanced back from time to time, and his whole body was always paying attention to the two people sitting on the sofa.

Why is no one talking? Can you tell me about your school life?

What about the bond between you two? Let's talk! Hey, what's the meaning of not talking?

I want to hear a young love story.

Boys and girls from the same class are living together? No reaction?

I've been squatting here for half a day, not really just to play games with this fat cat.

That's the fact. Even at school, the two of them wouldn't say more than two words to each other in a day.

AM: Kasuga-san, please take your feet off my chair.

"Oh."

Afternoon: Kasuga-san, please don't put your feet on my chair...

"Oh."

.........

Chapter 56: Misaki Saki's Drawing

"Meow!"

The barbecued cat meowed in dissatisfaction. He had been selling his "seductiveness" for such a long time, but would you still let him eat this piece of dried fish?

Normally I start with three at a time, but you are so stingy that you only buy one.

I won’t serve you anymore.

He called out twice in dissatisfaction, and found that the girl still had no intention of letting go. He licked her reluctantly and left with dignity.

Hearing the noise, Misaki Saki came back to her senses.

Seeing the fat cat about to leave, he stuffed the dried fish directly into the barbecue's mouth.

Looking at the dried fish falling from the sky, the fat cat forgot his pride.

He grabbed it in one bite and ran away, fearing that the girl in front of him would snatch the dried fish away again.

Misaki Saki also stood up, quickly ran to the bathroom, washed her hands, and came out again, sitting down on the other side of Haruhi.

She looked up and glanced at the girl next to her, but Haruhi Youran ignored her and continued to play with her phone with her head down.

"Haruhi, I want you to help me with the drawings."

Hearing this, Haruhi Youran also perked up.

"I'll help you check it once more this time. If you don't make any progress, I'll punish you."

After saying that, he put the phone back into his pocket and walked towards the second floor. He was still quite worried about the progress of his "mobile version of the small treasury".

"Humph!"

Saki Misaki snorted in dissatisfaction, then jumped off the sofa and followed the boy up to the second floor.

"Today I'm sure you'll be surprised."

The sound gradually faded away, but Chiba Shimizu was still sitting there, gently flipping through the magazine in his hand.

...

"Hey, Haruhi, what's your relationship with Shimizu?" Misaki Saki winked at the boy.

With such a young face, speaking in the tone of an elder is really distracting.

Haruhi smiled leisurely, "There's really nothing between her and me."

There's no way around it, Misaki Saki is indeed older than both of them.

"Is it true that I rented your house by chance?"

Misaki Saki looked unconvinced. This was what she had said when she first talked about her relationship with Sister Reiko.

"I really didn't lie to you this time." Kasuga Youran stood upright, not afraid of his shadow. He and squad leader Chiba really had nothing to do with each other.

"Besides, is this a coincidence that it happened when you rented the house?"

"It seems to make sense. It turns out those TV dramas are based on real life." Misaki Saki thought about her own experience and felt that it was not so outrageous.

........

Arriving at Misaki Saki's bedroom,

Haruhi sat down at the desk without any hesitation, picked up the drawing and looked at it again and again.

The story that Misaki Saki told this time is very interesting.

The story of a frail, skinny, and introverted otaku who was "bullied" by three little girls in school.

The late-maturing and passive male protagonist, whose house of single life becomes a resting place for the hot girls in the class, is not only that, but he is always toyed with.

Saki Misaki only drew the rough draft and the character images.

The black and white lines have not been colored yet.

Twin ponytails, shoulder-length hair, and long straight pink hair, all the elements are complete. Haruhi Youran's eyes lit up after looking at it for a while, and she couldn't help but marvel at it.

I didn’t expect it to be such a rare quality product!

Even this veteran otaku, who has been reading comics for more than ten years in his two lifetimes, was aroused to continue reading.

Very wonderful design.

“This is a very good design.”

Haruhi looked at the drawing in her hand leisurely and couldn't help but praise it out loud, "Where did you get the inspiration for this?"

"Hehe, I read a novel recently that has a blonde bad girl and an otaku in it." Misaki Saki stood beside the desk, raised her little head, and said proudly, "But this is a story I thought of last year."

As he said that, he found another drawing from a pile of drawing papers, sorted it out a little, and handed it to the boy.

"I took it out last night and refined it a little bit. This is the result of my work these days."

Any stories that came to mind last year?

That little girl is really talented in this field.

Haruhi took another part of the drawing from the girl.

I watched it carefully. I didn't know until I saw it, I was shocked.

The story is simple and vivid.

At the beginning, the male protagonist inherited an apartment building, and then began his journey of renting out the apartment.

There are currently only two tenants, a beautiful woman who came to Tokyo to work with her daughter.

A beautiful girl who is set to be extremely cute.

The painting skills are still very good, and even make Kasuga Yuran's sense of immersion particularly strong.