In Tokyo, collecting rent starts with my wife

The handling of some small details is often the most touching moment. Haruhi's big hand touched his wife's water droplets and said casually,

"Sister Lingzi, do you want to keep working in that convenience store?"

The boy's voice echoed in the bedroom. When Kaorou, who was sleeping, heard it, he moved his ears, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

The chubby face was pressed on the small hammock, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.

Maybe, if there's an earthquake, Haruhi will have to wake it up.

Hearing this, Onodera Reiko was stunned, then changed another wet wipe and started wiping the boy's neck.

The gentle smile seemed to carry a little helplessness.

"I don't want to keep working in a convenience store, but I don't have many good choices right now..."

In fact, my wife had thought about finding a part-time job after get off work at the convenience store.

However, Mrs. Onodera was completely tied up with the affairs in the villa. She was already very grateful that the landlord allowed her to live here for free. It would be unreasonable for her to delay taking care of Kasuga because of her own affairs.

I can't get over that threshold in my heart. After all, I'm just too kind.

"In fact, the choice has always been in front of you." Haruhi smiled leisurely, and his big hands began to slowly exert force on his wife's tenderness.

"You work part-time at a convenience store. Don't just work there. You can learn some management skills and rules..."

Hearing this, Onodera Reiko was obviously stunned for a moment, and the movements of her hands did not stop.

"I observed that since our community was just built in the past two years, many entertainment and leisure facilities have not been fully built. I plan to open a coffee shop in the community."

Haruhi continued to speak leisurely. The wife stopped what she was doing, but the boy did not. "But I'm still in school. I don't have the time or energy to deal with those things."

As he was talking, he looked up at Onodera Reiko and smiled brightly.

"Then it's up to you, Sister Lingzi. You can take advantage of your time at home after work to learn some related knowledge, such as making desserts, grinding coffee, etc. After you've learned it, you'll be my store manager."

Hearing that Kasuga wanted her to be the store manager, Onodera Reiko was stunned and subconsciously wanted to say no to the boy's kindness, "I...I can't..."

Before she could finish her words, Haruhi Youran interrupted her and said, "Sister Lingzi, you are one of the few people I can trust. We are like family. We help each other. Don't feel any psychological burden."

As she said this, Onodera Reiko felt that her conscience was touched hard by the boy, and she was also deeply moved. She really didn't know how to repay her landlord.

"Haruhi..." Suddenly, Onodera Reiko's eyes turned red, and her voice became choked with sobs.

"I really don't know how to repay you..."

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. There were so many words of thanks that my wife couldn't say them out loud.

The small landlord could have found a professional manager to help him manage the business, but he chose to give this position to himself.

Do I have any advantages over those professionals? Not at all. It's just one-sided trust and belief.

From the very beginning, he has been helping herself in life, career, body and spirit. No matter in which aspect, the boy's attentiveness and actions are influencing this beautiful woman little by little.

At this moment, Onodera Reiko felt herself fallen, completely immersed in the tender web that Kasuga had woven for her.

Everything that happened before once made Onodera Reiko confused and hesitant. She didn't dare to admit that she fell in love with a boy who was still in junior high school.

This kind of love is not recognized in the wife's worldview, especially the natural gap between the two people's identities, which makes Onodera Reiko always feel inferior to Kasuga Youran...

I could only pretend to be ignorant every day, not taking the initiative to respond to the boy's requests, and not rejecting them... I kept warning myself in my heart that I really couldn't fall in love with this boy who was a dozen years younger than me...

The emotions were suppressed again and again, but finally, tonight, the humble feelings could no longer be suppressed.

Just one night, just one night, just this one night...

"Sister Lingzi, I love you. The future will definitely get better and better." Haruhi Youran reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his wife's eyes with some heartache.

"Um....."

No matter how much words you say, it seems that nothing is more expressive than actions.

For the first time, Reiko Onodera took the initiative to lower her head and gave the boy a kiss.

Tonight is the craziest night for my wife. In Chun Ri's leisurely memory, there is only that beautiful hair dangling in the air and that mature and charming body.

"Haruhi....I love you..."

"Yeah, I love you too, Sister Lingzi..."

Chapter 112: Tricking the Miss into becoming a free laborer

Kasuga Youran also had his own considerations for opening a coffee shop.

The community where the villa is located is a high-end and prosperous area, and the surrounding areas are basically high-end communities.

However, there are only two coffee shops, and they are three or four kilometers away.

There is a consumer group and the market is not saturated, which is indeed very good. The remaining issue is the most critical one.

funds.

The breeze outside the window brought a hint of coolness, awakening the young man's career dream. The Chinese teacher at the podium was reciting Tagore's romantic poetry collection.

I don’t know how many people can understand that level of artistic conception. Maybe the girl in front of me can?

Compared to romance, Haruhi Youran prefers more realistic things, such as money.

I took out my phone and silently glanced at the balance on my card.

867832 yen.

It was accumulated from Kasuga's previous savings and the wish lists of the tenants during this period.

Among them, Misaki Saki alone provided Kasuga with an incredible amount of income.

The second source of income is Reiko Onodera. He goes out to work every day and can get 20% of Mrs. Onodera's income.

But...even though the number looks huge and scary, if the unit of measurement behind it was not Japanese yen, Kasuga Youran herself would probably feel proud.

pity.....

This amount of money is not enough for anything... I have to find a way to get some...

I gently rubbed the lucky coin in my hand with my fingers and looked out the window. The beautiful cherry blossoms were falling scattered there.

Even after getting the golden finger, I still have to worry about money. I feel that this landlord system is a bit unworthy of its name...

However, Kasuga was not in a hurry. It was a long-term mission and there were still many things that needed to be prepared.

Let’s see if I can find something good on my wish list these days.

As long as there are a few more missions like Misaki Saki's, we basically won't have to worry about funds.

There are many ways to make money, it just depends on whether Haruhi Youran is willing to do so.

Renting a house, decorating, hiring people, buying equipment... There are still many things to do, and Kasuga Youran always feels that he needs an assistant to help...

Assistant... Assistant... A calm, composed, and discerning female assistant...

If possible, it would be best to work for yourself for free, which would also save a lot of costs...

A breeze blows by,

The silver hair slowly fell to the waist, and a faint fragrance seemed to come from the air.

The pretty girl looked at the blackboard with a serious expression on her fair face. She was the only one in the class who could feel Tagore's poems.

........

"Haruhi-san, if you really have nothing else to do, you can read more meaningful books to refresh the crap in your head."

Lunch break, in the activity classroom.

The bright sunshine shines in through the window.

Shining on the eldest lady, her silver hair sparkled in the air.

"Qianye, I'm serious!"

The autumn-water eyes have a chill that makes people retreat, but Haruhi knows that the girl in front of him is the best choice.

Responsible, pretty, and rational. As a young lady from a large family, her vision and opinions are higher than those of ordinary people.

"Why should I be your assistant?"

"Hmm? Did I say that?"

Haruhi leisurely moved a stool and sat next to the young lady. They were clearly using the same bottle of laundry detergent, but the girl had a faint, clear scent of jasmine.

God is my witness, he never told the young lady that he wanted to be her assistant, even though he did have this idea at the beginning.

"You just didn't say the word 'assistant'." Chiba Qingshui looked at the boy next to him. For some reason, he wanted to hit him for the first time.

"If I am to be responsible for selecting a location, negotiating a price, purchasing equipment, and drawing up design drawings and plans, then may I ask, what do you do, Kasuga-san?"

Your cold eyes seem to be filled with a look of hopelessness, like a little penguin who is not satisfied with the work tasks assigned by his boss.

It's just... so cute that it's hard not to be moved...

"Me? I was assisting you at the time. Strictly speaking, I was your assistant, the one who ran errands for you and served you tea and water."

"Don't change the concept at will. This cafe is not mine."

Damn it, genius beautiful girls are hard to fool, Misaki, I miss you so much, wuwuwu…

"As for the coffee shop, strictly speaking, it's not mine. I'm here to provide a platform for Sister Lingzi to show herself. Do you want to keep watching Sister Lingzi and Xiao Lixiang's two locations?"

Although moral kidnapping is shameful, if you use it yourself, just pretend I said nothing.

Chiba Qingshui didn't say anything, but strange emotions kept flashing in his beautiful eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Kasuga Youran also continued to strike while the iron was hot, "If I only work part-time at a convenience store, I won't be able to afford the expenses of a student in Tokyo."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something again and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, when I think about Sister Lingzi not being able to find a second part-time job to earn more money because she has to do laundry, cooking, and cleaning after work, I feel really sorry for Sister Lingzi."

Chiba Shimizu raised her head and looked at the boy quietly, and Kasuga Youran also closed her mouth.

Their eyes met, and in the clear eyes, it was like a lake, and Haruhi herself could be seen.

The breeze blew up the white curtains.

The bright and gentle sunlight shone between the two of them, and the pretty girl finally spoke slowly.

"I can't do everything by myself. You have to help."

[Ding, captured a free genius beautiful girl! ! ! ]

This is the background music that Kasuga Yuran composed in her mind.

"Don't talk about me, forget Misaki, the barbecue is all up to you, whoever you want to use?"

The boy gave his assurances in a casual manner, giving people the illusion that there were enough people.

"Grumpy."

......

"Ah!"

In the villa,

The girl who just woke up was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and the big orange cat in her arms was squinting its eyes, yawning and in a daze.

The looks in the eyes of the man and the cat were surprisingly consistent.

"Why do I always feel like someone is scolding me?"

Rubbing her little nose, Misaki Saki felt a little strange. She had just sneezed and now she sneezed again.

"Meow?" BBQ also meowed in response.

"Forget it, never mind, let's eat first!!"

Having said that, he put the fat cat on the sofa, and ran to the kitchen with his short legs, ready to get his breakfast today!

Hearing about the meal, the barbecue's eyes, which had been hazy just now, also emitted a bright light. With a tiger pounce ten moves, his huge orange body stretched out in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Without time to mourn, he ran to the kitchen, tumbling and crawling.

Only the girl inside would pour cat food and open cans for herself.

.....

In the activity classroom,