Snacks, soda, staying up late, not fond of exercise... hmm, and a penchant for shivering that others aren't aware of—it's fair to say Misaki Saki had stuck herself with virtually every habit that could take a toll on a frail body.
Beside the lady, there was a girl wearing bold, skimpy attire... well, Misaki Saki was also dressed quite breezily, but compared to the Spice Girl, she fell short by quite a bit.
Wearing the same type of tank top, on Misaki Saki it conveyed an innocence that almost made one feel guilty, making you want to coddle and cherish her delicate, pale skin.
On the other hand, Arisugawa Hoshina had a completely different style, her tanned skin—a Spice Girl's trademark—gleamed under the sun, adding to her gloss.
With her hot and sexy figure, beautifully made-up face, and that impatient Spice Girl's indifferent air, the first thing that came to mind upon seeing her was:
Physically, teach the Spice Girl a lesson; mentally, crush her spirit and revel in the ecstasy of being hailed the "savior!!!"
Of course, the upright, earnest, and handsome Mr. Haruka would never entertain such thoughts.
For a Spice Girl with a hot figure and a fiery temper, all he could do in the name of "love" was to touch, to move, to reach into the depths of her heart, aspiring to alleviate all the annoyances of the beautiful tenant!!
Glorious! No need for further words!!!
Watching Sister Reiko, whom she had always respected, also schooling her in this way, Misaki Saki could only pout, shifting her body slowly and stretching out her little feet just a tad.
They rested right where the shade and sunlight met... Her QQ bouncy toes bathed in the sun, looking extra translucent and adorable.
In the guise of: sunbathing!
Seeing such a tiny creature, Haruka Yuzan lay back on the rattan chair with a sense of speechlessness, "Creak, creak...." the swaying rattan chair started rocking, inducing a soporific drowsiness.
The blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds, the bright sunlight warming the body...
A gentle breeze, imbued with a hint of floral scent, wafted across the nose, accompanied by the songs of birds, giving a languid, drowsy illusion.
It was a quiet, comfortable afternoon, filled with an air of contented relaxation.
Sunshine, rattan chair, breeze, garden, pond, beautiful scenery... Everything felt like the concluding chapter of a lullaby, luring one to sleep...
Before he knew it, Haruka Yuzan had closed his eyes...
The dream was long, and its content simple.
He was living the life of a retired landlord as he had always wished, secluded with several beautiful girls in Hawaii, a place replete with beaches, volleyball, palm trees, the ocean—Chiba-san in her bikini, Misaki-chan in her school swimsuit, conservatively alluring Sister Reiko, and the bold and sexy Spice Girl in her daring outfit...
Oh, and... Miss Otome, smilingly brandishing a firewood cutter at him...
Time passed, he knew not how long,
Until he heard a gentle calling by his ear, and Haruka Yuzan slowly opened his eyes, to be greeted by that striking face, painted with makeup. He sniffed a little, and seemed to detect a faint floral fragrance,
"Haruka, Haruka, wake up."
Arisugawa Hoshina was bending over, softly calling out Haruka Yuzan's name.
"Hmm, Hoshina, what is it?"
Haruka Yuzan sat up from the rattan chair, yawned deeply, without the bright sun or the cozy breeze, the westerly evening scenery left him feeling hollow inside.
His sleep had been comfortable, and time had flown; it was already six o'clock in the evening. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⁂fire.net
Seeing him awake, the Spice Girl also let out a long sigh of relief,
"Someone called from the cafe, they said the renovation is done, and they're asking when you'll come over for the handover."
"Hmm? The renovation's finished already today?"
Haruka Yuzan slapped his cheeks, trying to wake himself up a bit more. Naps were like that—too short and they leave you wanting more sleep, too long and you wake up with a headache and grogginess.
And that dream had been too vivid, he still hadn't completely snapped out of it.
Well, that wasn't exactly a perfect dream, at least for Haruka Yuzan, such a conclusion was truly unacceptable...
"Yeah, just now Sister Reiko and Shimizu discussed it and decided to go check out the coffee shop together," Arisugawa Hoshina nodded.
"Oh? Where are they now?" Haruka Yuzan curiously looked around, only to find that in the small courtyard, there were just his and the Spice Girl's figures.
"Sister Reiko, Shimizu, and Misaki all went back to their rooms to change clothes, and I stayed to wake you up."
"I see..." By now, Haruka Yuzan had also fully woken up, stood up from the wicker chair, looked at the Spice Girl in front of him with a playful smile, and asked,
"So, Hoshina, are you going to change clothes too?"
The evening glow in the sky cast a beautiful and radiant light, making the living room's lighting especially dim. Without someone by his side, it would be very easy to feel lonely and isolated, as though the whole world had abandoned him.
A suffocating atmosphere.
Fortunately, in front of him was a companion, a Spice Girl who was sexy and beautiful.
He took a step closer, wrapped his arm around her delicate waist, and the even breathing from the Spice Girl's mouth conveyed her shyly lowered head as she pressed against Haruka's body,
"No, don't do this, we'll be seen..."
While pushing Haruka away, the Spice Girl twisted her head to look behind her, fearing someone would come down from the second floor.
Truthfully seeing the usually fiery and stubborn Spice Girl, now showing a shy girl's expression, was really... quite exciting indeed!
He lifted her chin and their eyes met, his gaze filled only with her figure,
"What... what are you going to do?"
"I haven't collected today's interest yet..."
As soon as he finished speaking, not giving the Spice Girl a chance to resist, Haruka Yuzan kissed her rosy little mouth directly.
"Mmm!" The Spice Girl struggled, but unfortunately, the negligible degree of resistance seemed to add a different sensation for Haruka Yuzan.
Her clenched teeth were also breached by accident when Haruka Yuzan's hands attacked elsewhere...
Hmm... the wild Spice Girl, today's taste is still good.
It's just a shame that sweet times are short-lived,
After just five or six minutes, a small figure came thumping down from the second floor.
The big orange fat cat that followed suit rolled straight down the last few steps with practiced ease that looked very skillful.
"Hehe, what are you guys doing?"
Misaki Saki approached, holding Roast Meat. The little guy had just changed into a cute denim dungarees, with a cartoon logo on the lining that looked empty, which gave her a youthful and innocent charm.
"Let me see, let me see!"
Those clear and bright eyes shifted back and forth between them. However, before the kid could understand, Haruka Yuzan immediately bent down and kissed her rosy little mouth.
Compared to the struggling Spice Girl from before, Misaki Saki seemed to be much more cooperative, stood on tiptoes, and eagerly snuggled into Haruka's embrace.
Hmm... having just kissed the Spice Girl, and now the little one in front of him... doesn't that mean...
"Eh? Hoshina, what's wrong?"
Reiko Onodera came down from the second floor and, upon seeing the guilty-looking Spice Girl in the living room, asked curiously.
"No, it's nothing..." Arisugawa Hoshina wiped the corner of her mouth with a dodging look in her eyes.
But the more the Spice Girl acted like that, the more it explained things.
Reiko Onodera glanced at Hoshina, who was wiping her mouth, then couldn't help but look at Misaki Saki, who was licking her lips, and instantly understood something in her heart.
Not such good news... Is this... falling into passionate love?