Misaki Saki lifted her little head with a grievance-filled gaze at the boy.
Meanwhile, Haruka Yuzan lay on the bed, looking utterly relaxed.
What a slovenly girl, her clothes just carelessly strewn about here.
After picking it up and looking at it for a while, Haruka Yuzan simply put it back in its place.
Such a cute little bear, too bad it could only hold Haruka's attention for three minutes. Nowadays, boys had more important works of art to admire.
In the digital camera was Misaki Saki, tilting her adorable little face up.
Her big eyes held a watery clarity, and her collagen-filled little face had a hint of tenderness, a green and curious little apple with a charm of its own.
In the video, ninety percent of the progress bar was dominated by Misaki Saki herself, though she had meant to create a great art film for Haruka.
In the end, it was all shots of the girl herself, with Haruka Yuzan not having shown his face even once.
After enjoying the screen of the digital camera for a while, the girl finally emerged from the bathroom.
Her little mouth puffed up slightly, hands on her hips, she bore a feisty little expression as she stared at the boy on the bed.
"How's today's inspiration? Have you found it all?"
Haruka Yuzan asked lazily.
"Hmph!"
Misaki Saki huffed discontentedly, climbed up the bed with both hands and feet, and snatched the digital camera from the boy.
"Alright, alright, you can go now!"
With that, she tried to shoo the boy out of the room.
"Hey, I'm just purely a tool, tossed aside as soon as you're done using me."
Haruka Yuzan got dressed, got off the bed, took a glance at the girl checking the video on the bed, and turned to leave the bedroom.
By now, the sky had completely darkened.
The dim corridor was unsettling, on the first floor, mada was squatting on the ground, wiping the floor, while Roast Meat sat on the side, staring continuously at his own paws, seemingly pondering something.
Maybe wondering... why can his paws only be used for walking?
"Sister Reiko, you don't have to mop the floor every day, it's fine to do it every other day."
Haruka Yuzan walked over, also took a cloth in hand, and began to wipe the floor as he crouched down.
Ever since Reiko Onodera moved in, the first-floor floor tiles would be cleaned twice a day.
Once after breakfast, and again after dinner.
The hardworking madam couldn't stand still.
"This way, it can always be clean every day."
Reiko Onodera lifted her head, revealing her fair face, her hair moist with sweat sticking to her forehead.
With a finger, she straightened a strand of hair that had fallen by her ear, "Haruka, you should just let me do it."
Madam, back home, was dressed quite lightly, squatting down there, her upper body in a tank top flattened by her thighs, which looked quite tempting.
"Let's do it together, it'll be faster."
Haruka Yuzan glanced at the squashed tank top and smiled, then started wiping the floor with the cloth.
Madam was also feisty.
Reiko Onodera, seeing the boy seriously doing his work, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.
Not even madam herself realized that a sweet smile was hanging on her tender face.
As leisure time slowly eroded away, Haruka Yuzan had been crouching and wiping the floor for ages, but he still couldn't understand why they needed to clean tiles that were already spotless.
Maybe in Onodera's heart, these were far from her idea of perfection?
Or perhaps, madam could only occupy her time with these things upon returning home every day?
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Gazing at the exquisite figure with her back towards him not far away, Haruka Yuzan's eyes flashed with a different kind of feeling.
"Meow...."
Roast Meat walked over from the side, leaving a series of shallow plum blossom prints on the ground and sat beside Haruka, meowing twice.
The gaze followed the boy's, and the clear Bean Eyes were filled with wisdom.
"What's your name?" Haruka Yuzan hugged Roast Meat in his arms and rubbed him vigorously twice, "You're dirtier than the floor, go clean up the floor you just walked on."
As he spoke, he actually placed a rag under the cat's paws, ready to let the chubby cat help with the cleaning.
"Meow?"
Reiko Onodera couldn't help but laugh out loud at this scene.
"I'll do it. Haruka, you go ahead with your own tasks."
"Alright, I'll go give Roast Meat a bath."
With that, he stood up, picked up the fat cat, and walked into the bathroom.
"Meow meow meow..."
Watching the boy's retreating figure, Reiko Onodera suddenly felt an emotion rise in her heart, wrapped in the tranquility of a steady life.
The night fell, the mischievous daughter was playing games in her room, the virtuous wife crouched in the living room cleaning up, and the husband... the husband was also busy with his own things...
This feeling, it was like... being a family.
Thank the deities for their protection, knowing I needed inspiration, and thus providing me with such a performance.
Thank you!
If I can have grilled squid tomorrow, I'll definitely offer it up to the gods.
Protect me, your most faithful devotee, Misaki Saki.
However, as she watched, Misaki Saki's gaze started to look a bit strange, as the biological response from her body was inevitable.
"Drip, drip...dada....."
No chanting, just water magic.
A lovely night, everyone found something for themselves to do.
A half-hour later, Misaki Saki sprinted back to her bedroom.
She now had another reason to stay up all night.
When Haruka Yuzan reached the second floor, she found a spot on the floor that was actually emitting a faint glow.
Was there a leak?
How strange.
Shaking her head, she knocked on Misaki Saki's door, waited for two minutes at the doorway, and then pushed the door open,
"Come on, let's play a game?"
"I don't want to!"
Misaki Saki sat in her chair, earnestly drawing. It seemed that the girl had changed into new clothes for the evening, a large white T-shirt that just so happened to cover her small behind.
"You're full of inspiration?" Haruka Yuzan walked over, picked up a sketch from the side, and saw that it was indeed of much better quality than the previous ones.
"But why did you change into another outfit?"
Haruka Yuzan was somewhat puzzled.
"Mind your own business!"
Misaki Saki huffed, snatching the sketch from the boy's hand.
Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan decided not to disturb the girl who was in a burst of inspiration and quietly left the room.
A night without words, life was beautiful.
...
The next morning.
The first thing after waking up was to check the renters' wish list as usual.
Actually, now it was just Misaki Saki alone.
Before Madam's birthday list was completed, there seemed to be no new updates. However, Haruka Yuzan had already had a rough plan in mind that she had begun to prepare for in the last few days.
Unfortunately, it was just her on her own. She could tell Misaki Saki, but that person didn't seem to be very reliable.
Better to tell her at the end.
When she saw that the girl's wish list was to eat grilled squid, she felt speechless inside.
Why was it food every day?
[Tenant: 003]
[Name: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant's wish list:]
[1. I want to eat grilled squid today]
...
[Completion of wish list one, task reward: 6000 yen]
Not bad, the income had increased by a thousand yen since before.
However, this was ultimately a minor part, what would truly enable her to achieve freedom was the long-term accumulation and perhaps a smidgen of Misaki Saki's work.
Coming to the living room, Reiko Onodera was beginning to prepare breakfast. Taking the opportunity when no one else was around, Haruka kissed Madam's lips directly.
"Don't, Haruka...."
Reiko Onodera said, blushing and pushing him away.
After yesterday's events, there was a subtle change in the relationship between them.
This change seemed to have happened over time, bit by bit.
Just as when they first met, they could only touch, but now...
...
At eight o'clock in the morning, breathing the fresh air, she arrived on time at the classroom.
However, today was a little different from usual. Until the class bell rang, the seat in front of her remained empty.
Just as well, the first lesson was the homeroom teacher's Japanese language class.
The teacher also mentioned that Chiba Shimizu had taken the day off today.
It felt quite a shame,
Even if the cherry blossoms were beautiful, without that graceful silhouette, today's classes turned out to be rather dull and uninteresting.
So, the morning classes slowly passed by,
During lunch break, Haruka Yuzan, who was supposed to be playing games with friends from Heiwa Kaisu Middle School, received a private message through the rental website's backend.