Chapter 18: 16 Madam Seems Even More Attractive



"Meow..."

Roast Meat lay comfortably on the big bed, with the same content and indulgent expression on its pudgy face as Haruka Yuzan had the night before.

I have no regrets in this cat life.

"Look at what a sorry sight you are."

Haruka rubbed his somewhat sore fingers, with a sneer,

"Other people's pets turn into beautiful girls to wait on their owners, so how come with you, I not only have to feed you but also give you massages?"

[Tenant: Roast Meat]

[Tenant Wish List:]

[1. Eat a can of cat food daily. (Completed)]

[2. Hope the poop scooper will give me a massage. (Completed)]

[3. Sleep whenever I want, rise whenever I want. (Completed)]

[By fulfilling Roast Meat's wish list, you gained a reward: Two Thousand Japanese Yen, Attribute Points: 1]

[Today's list has all been completed.]

Seeing the reward in hand, Haruka Yuzan directly grabbed Roast Meat's nape, ignoring the little paws flailing in the air, and tossed it straight onto the small hammock.

Seeming a bit miffed, the pudgy bun face turned away, not looking at Haruka.

After washing his hands in the bathroom, he came out and opened the system's virtual panel,

[Landlord Information: Haruka Yuzan]

[Physical Strength: 8]

[Intelligence: 7]

[Charm: 9]

[Free Attribute Points: 1]

[Tenant Information: Roast Meat, Reiko Onodera.]

One more free attribute point, huh? Haruka Yuzan lay on the large bed,

His attribute panel was very balanced, with no shortcomings, and they all exceeded the average person's, but to be a handsome landlord,

providing a warm home to thousands of beautiful girls, naturally, I had to develop evenly and comprehensively regarding moral, intellectual, physical, and artistic aspects.

I already had moral and artistic aspects covered; what's left are physical strength and intelligence,

[Intelligence: 7-8]

[Adding points completed.]

"I have found one for the time being. It's at the convenience store down the street. I work six hours a day with an hourly wage of 1,200 yen. It's a bit low, but I'm quite satisfied."

With no academic degree and no special skills, in a big city like Tokyo, she could only find such a job.

"No worries, it's just the start. Everything will get better."

Haruka Yuzan comforted her with a smile.

He had not expected that it was Reiko Onodera who had applied for the job at the convenience store that morning.

The world really is small, but it seemed like that was the only suitable job in the neighborhood.

[Tenant: 002]

[Name: Reiko Onodera]

[Daily rent to be paid: 1,000 yen or help with housekeeping services (paid)]

[Daily income generated: 6,400 yen (landlord shall receive 20% of the income, totaling 1,440 yen)]

[Tenant's Wish List:]

[1. Hope to find a suitable job (completed)]

[2. Hope to bring her daughter to Tokyo to live together (incomplete)]

[Having fulfilled one of Reiko Onodera's wishes, the daily wish list will start tomorrow. Landlords and tenants are expected to help each other out and create a better environment together.]

Having done nothing much all day, attending classes at school, and admiring the beautiful long legs of pretty girls,

out of the blue, he gained an income of 1,440 yen. Although it wasn't much, it was a steady and easy income.

After the meal, Haruka Yuzan lay on the couch, chatting with Otome Mizuko.

This woman, upon learning that Haruka got up early every day to exercise, insisted on joining him for a run.

After running, they would go to school together.

Haruka Yuzan, of course, wanted to refuse, but whether his protests would have any effect was another matter.

"Buzz, buzz,"

His phone vibrated,

and Otome Mizuko had sent him another message,

"At noon, you pinched my thigh until it turned red, and it still hasn't faded.[Photo]"

He quickly glanced over the text, then opened the photo,

The background of the photo was somewhat dark, as if the lights were off, but the long legs that occupied the whole photo stood out prominently. Their tenderness and smoothness were apparent even from the image, and the cute toes were painted with red nail polish.

From the photo alone, Haruka Yuzan could guess Otome Mizuko's current state—lying on the bed with her smooth long legs dangling in the air, a "click" and the beautiful moment was captured.

Looking over and over again, he finally put away his phone. No matter how good the photo was, it was far from quenching his immediate thirst. In the corner of the living room, Mrs. Onodera, who was kneeling on the floor, seemed even more enticing.