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6.43% Tokyo landlord: why is the panties of the lady next door in my house?! / Chapter 22: Chapter 19: Correcting the Young Girl's Mistaken Views on Love

Chapitre 22: Chapter 19: Correcting the Young Girl's Mistaken Views on Love

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April 19th, last night there was rain, but today is sunny and slightly chilly.

With half an hour to go before class starts,

Haruka Yuzan sat at his desk looking out the window, seemingly lost in thought, but looking like a scholar deep in serious contemplation...

The scenery on campus was beautiful, with a natural filter, as pretty as the pleated skirts on a beautiful girl...

The girls who arrived early in the classroom couldn't help but exclaim in awe inwardly.

Especially Mikoto Tamamo, seated nearby,

Though it was a bet with a friend that she would catch up with, no, surpass the acknowledged handsome lad in the class, and in the whole school.

Didn't she have her own little schemes?

Who didn't know that Miss Yumeko Otome from class two adored Haruka Yuzan?

Against this backdrop, as long as she could win over the boy, she could climb over that 'Gao Ling Zhi Hua' miss and rise to prominence throughout the school.

And indeed, Haruka Yuzan was really too handsome; in the entire school, there was no bigger hunk than him. Wasn't it said that he went to the gym to work out after school every day?

Her delicate throat moved slightly as Mikoto Tamamo stood up and walked forward,

"Excuse me... Classmate Haruka."

"Hmm?"

The voice beside him broke Haruka's train of thought,

He turned his head and saw short hair, a cute face, wearing the Kanagawa High School uniform — a high school girl.

"Tamamo Student, is there something you need?"

Haruka Yuzan asked out of curiosity.

When the boy turned around, Mikoto Tamamo's face suddenly tinted red, with cherry blossom trees blooming through the window behind the attractive youth; the tender petals fell gently, as if they blossomed just for him.

"I..."

After stammering for a while, she finally completed her sentence,

"It's about the matter the class president mentioned yesterday, the school has cancelled the Homecoming Department, and I wanted to ask if Classmate Haruka has a particular club he's interested in joining."

As she spoke, the girl bashfully lowered her head, hands behind her back, her toes gently scuffing the floor, looking quite embarrassed...

"If not, I would like to invite Classmate Haruka to join our Literature Club..."

Haruka Yuzan involuntarily sniffed, whose shower gel had the scent of green tea?

"Sorry, Tamamo Student, I was born with zero interest in writing..."

He smiled, shook his head in refusal, and prepared to do some of his own stuff.

Join the Literature Club? To hang out with those literati and suffer every day?

"How could that be? Classmate Haruka's academic performance is so good, maybe you'll have a chance to compete for the club president next term?"

"Why next term?"

Haruka Yuzan was a little intrigued—solely about why he couldn't compete for this term's club president.

"Because the next president is definitely going to be chosen from the sophomores..."

It seemed she sensed Haruka's slight interest and quickly added,

"But Classmate Haruka, you could compete for vice president, and I would definitely support you."

Her smile was radiant,

"Oh."

Haruka Yuzan responded nonchalantly.

"Sorry, Tamamo Student, but Miss Otome from class two has already invited me to join the student council."

Seemingly not wanting to waste more time, handsome Haruka outright brought up Yumeko Otome.

"Ah?"

Mikoto Tamamo was a bit surprised; she didn't expect the other party to act so quickly, nor did she expect Haruka Yuzan to actually accept?

Wasn't it rumored that Haruka Yuzan outright refused the pursuit of the Miss of the Otome Family?

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"Okay, okay... I'm late again, huh... But don't worry, Classmate Haruka..."

Seeing Mikoto Tamamo overacting on her own again, Haruka Yuzan cast her a faint glance,

"Well, then you should come earlier next time."

???

Is this... supposed to be comforting?

Ignoring her, Haruka Yuzan took out a pink letter from her backpack, it wasn't sealed and could be opened directly,

One of the biggest pleasures of every day for a handsome young man,

Enjoying love letters from others, a habit filled with a sense of wicked delight,

[Hello, Classmate Haruka, remember that afternoon.....]

This must be from a girl in the literature club, Haruka Yuzan thought, looking at the elegant handwriting,

Reading through the entire love letter, it carried a sense of artistic youth, subtly expressing a young girl's naive longing for love.

Hmm, not bad, Haruka Yuzan gave her most sincere evaluation, then she tucked the letter away neatly back into her backpack.

After all, it was a young girl's heartfelt sentiment, and even if she didn't reciprocate, it was her duty to preserve this delicate yearning.

To discard it without a glance would be far too hurtful; it didn't suit the style of a handsome youth.

The morning classes passed by just like that, like those innocent and pure images, sealed away in her memory.

Haruka Yuzan really enjoyed this kind of routine, living a leisurely student life.

At lunch today, Otome Yumeko didn't come to find him, and his good buddy from Heisuke Yonchu was still at home fighting his illness.

Had the passionate middle-school boy still not won his battle?

Haruka Yuzan decided to visit the boy after school.

After buying a ready-made bento from the school cafeteria and finishing lunch, Haruka Yuzan intended to find a quiet corner to rest for a while.

Walking along, she found that all the benches under the cherry blossom trees were occupied by those annoying couples.

That's when she suddenly missed the luxurious activity room.

The soft, big sofa would surely be comfortable to sleep on, wouldn't it?

Suddenly, her phone vibrated twice, as if on cue,

Otome Yumeko had actually sent Haruka a message,

"Did you miss me today? You must have no place to nap at noon, right? The activity room is occupied, just go straight there. [Proud]"

Reading this message, Haruka Yuzan was somewhat surprised,

She remembered that last night before going to bed, Otome Yumeko had sent her a message, saying she had some things to do in the morning and would only go to school in the afternoon.

Was the young lady outside of school also thinking about her own matters?

To be honest, she was quite touched...

Actually, after yesterday's lunchtime incident, the relationship between the two had become quite delicate,

Unlike the previous cold treatment,

Now, Haruka, during their chats, had started to slowly engage in the topics Otome Yumeko brought up,

Trying to understand the heart of this beautiful girl better.

If she couldn't shake off the girl, then she would just have to correct that twisted affection,

Correcting the love perspective of a yandere girl?

What a crazy and boring task.

But, what other choice was there?

Taking a deep breath, the azure sky was dotted with a few white clouds, a plane cut across them, trailing a long white line,

Alright! That's the decision!

If she couldn't change Otome Yumeko's feelings for her, then she would correct that flawed concept of love!

No matter what the outcome, at least it shouldn't end with a hatchet!


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