Unfortunately, the mont Oto Yuko moved into the villa, such a scene was almost not to be seen.
"Miss, shall I have soone bring down your luggage?"
At this ti, the little secretary who had been standing to the side, pretending to know nothing and see nothing, selectively heard her own Miss and Young Master Haruka's conversation and quickly stood out to slightly assert her presence.
"Yes, go ahead."
Oto Yuko nodded.
Handling luggage was naturally not sothing for the Miss to do herself. Anything needed could be bought directly and delivered to their ho on the sa day if desired, so the Miss herself did not even know what luggage she had.
After receiving affirmation, the little secretary sowhat apologetically handed the parasol to Haruka Yuzan, then she began to take care of the matter.
As per the little secretary's instructions, all the car doors were opened, and seven or eight won bodyguards dressed in OL attire stepped out. They began to unload item after item from the vehicle.
Limited-edition clothes, shoes, and bags.
One set, two sets, three sets—in just over ten minutes, hundreds of sets of privately custom-tailored clothes had been moved out, and even several simple folding wardrobes were carried out to neatly store this collection of costly clothing, serving as a temporary wardrobe.
Towards the end, the entire street practically turned into the Miss's luxurious wardrobe, packed full.
Thus, Haruka Yuzan stood there under an umbrella, cradling the delicate Miss in his arms, staring dumbfounded at the bustling crowd not far off,
"Yuko, did you... bring all your clothes with you?"
Hearing his question, Oto Yuko slightly lifted her head with so reluctance, glanced at the scene not far off, and then gently shook her head,
"No, these are just the clothes I will be wearing for the next month or so..."
"The next month?" Haruka Yuzan had a face full of question marks.
"Yes, after wearing these, they are to be thrown away and destroyed... they're out of fashion."
Oto Yuko spoke as if it was nothing, and Chiba Shimizu, standing aside, seed unfazed, as if to soone of the Miss's status such a lifestyle was quite common.
'Wicked capitalists,' Haruka Yuzan inwardly sneered in disdain. At that mont, the little secretary who had been directing the work ran over again with urgency, as if she had an important issue to report.
"Young, Young Master Haruka, there's hardly any room left on the street for the wardrobes. Can we open the villa's main gate now and move the clothes inside?"
Standing under the hot sun, the little secretary's cheeks were flushed, a lock of hair sticking to her ample forehead, making her look quite adorable.
"Hmm…"
Haruka Yuzan also looked with a slight headache at the clothes being continually carried down from the car. With so many, he reckoned he'd need at least one separate room to organize a wardrobe for the Miss.
But... there really is a bit of a squeeze for rooms in the villa right now...
"If you want to move in, there's no place here to accommodate so many clothes."
Cold and clear as mountain spring water in April, Chiba Shimizu's voice offered relief and quenched thirst at a suitable ti and place with her unsuitable suggestion.
"Do you really need to say that?"
Oto Yuko stepped out from Haruka Yuzan's embrace, visibly frustrated as she waved dismissively at the little secretary and directly commanded, "That's enough, don't move them, and what was mother thinking, bringing so many clothes?"
The Miss murmured softly, the little secretary tentatively asked, "So, Miss, what do you an?"
"Keep one set for tonight, take everything else away."
Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard her clearly. In an instant, the bodyguards who had been continuing to unload clothes started moving again without a single complaint, switching gears to place the clothes they had just brought out back into the vehicles.
The process was smooth and efficient, like emotionless transport machines that functioned on command.
After speaking, Oto Yuko didn't even lift her head to look at them again, she just continued to quietly enjoy being in Haruka Yuzan's arms.
"Haruka, let's not mind them, let's just go inside. I want to see your room."
.....
anwhile, on the community street.
"Ah... it's so hot!"
A primary school student who seed to appear out of nowhere was slumped on a bench, moaning as if they were about to pass out from the heat.
"It's indeed a bit hot today, but we'll be able to go ho for lunch after distributing these a bit longer! Hang in there, Misaki."
At that mont, a beautiful woman in an erald green dress and a sun hat walked past the bench, holding a stack of thick flyers just like the little one.
"Ah, I can't take it anymore, Sister Reiko..."
Misaki Saki covered her flushed face with her large sun hat, and her little vest was already soaked with sweat and clinging uncomfortably to her body. She would do anything for a cool shower right then, even if it ant sharing with Sister Reiko, little Shimizu, little Hoshina, and little Risa!!!
"Why does that jerk Haruka Yuzan get to sit in an air-conditioned villa while we have to distribute flyers outside"
"Because Yuko is visiting today, and Haruka, as both the host and a friend, understandably has to stick around."
Reiko Onodera also took a seat next to the girl, fanning the little one beside her with the flyer in her hand.
A cool breeze ca through, and the little one, already sweating, moaned in comfort, "It's so refreshing, Sister Reiko."
Seeing this, Reiko Onodera also revealed a warm smile. With Rika not around, madam always treated Misaki as if she were her own daughter.
Seeing the little one so happy, madam's hands moved a bit faster.
"By the way, Sister Reiko, have you t the new tenant? What do you think of her?"
It seed sothing crossed Misaki Saki's mind, and she removed the sun hat from her face. Seeing that the cool breeze was from madam fanning her, she also grabbed a flyer to fan back at Reiko Onodera.
Feeling the gentle breeze, Reiko Onodera felt a surge of happiness and shared her impression of Oto Yuko, "Yuko, she likes Haruka a lot. Her relationship with little Shimizu seems a bit strange, and also, she's a really good and kind person...."
"Ice cream and drinks are here, Sister Reiko, Misaki, what flavor do you want?"
Before Misaki Saki could continue her questioning, a nearby Spice Girl had already walked over carrying an eco-friendly bag from which a chill seed to emanate.
At just a glance, the little one's attention was completely captured by the ice creams and drinks in the bag,
"I want a cold cola!!!"
"Pfft!"
"Gulp gulp!"
"Ah..."
"I declare, Misaki the Great is fully resurrected on the spot!!!"
After taking a big gulp of the chilled cola, Misaki Saki stood with her hands on her hips, laughing boisterously, showing none of her previous defeated deanor.
"Sister Reiko, what do you want to drink?"
Arisugawa Hoshina gave the little one a speechless look before handing the eco-friendly bag to the beautiful woman beside her.
"Just an ice cream would be fine for ..."
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