Under the sunlight, the sumr leaves sparkled with a glimr, as if they were edged in gold, cascading down like flas, with the heatwave of July perating the air.
Tresses of black hair were tied up, revealing a delicate and pretty face, a white tank top, gray shorts, and skin full of collagen gleaming radiantly, making her look exceptionally youthful, vibrant, and full of life.
The young lady held a laundry bucket as she walked from the bathroom to the balcony.
This piqued the curiosity of Misaki Saki, who was sitting on the sofa playing with Roast at.
"Yuko-chan, are you going to hang the laundry?"
Oto Mizuko gave the impression of a strong-willed young heiress. Would a lady of a big family really hang her own laundry?
Moreover, the laundry seed not to be her own... It was her first day, what laundry was there to hang!!
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the little one's question, Oto Mizuko, holding the laundry bucket as if honored, had a sweet smile bloom on her beautiful face: "Haruka entrusted to dry his clothes, they're all Haruka's inside!"
Even the lady, who could handle billions in funds without changing her expression, now seed ecstatic over a basket of clean clothes.
"A woman blinded by love is trivial and pitiful."
After tallying the drinks, Chiba Shimizu comnted blandly from the sofa, her gaze towards Oto Mizuko tinged with a bit of pity.
From the perspective of an onlooker, she had reason to believe that it wasn't that Haruka Yuzan really needed Oto Mizuko to help to dry clothes, but rather he wanted to find a reason to send the lady away from the kitchen.
Indeed, much as Chiba Shimizu had guessed, not to ntion that the tasks in the kitchen were unfinished, even once hastily completed, Mrs. Onodera was also inconvenienced due to an issue with her clothing.
If Miss Oto had remained on the scene, perhaps madam would have given sothing away, so Haruka Yuzan simply asked Miss Oto in the most sincere tone to take his clothes, washed in the morning, out to the balcony to dry.
For Haruka Yuzan's arrangent, to be in close contact with a boy's clothes was like a divine blessing for the young lady!!
The thought of touching so many of Haruka's clothes at once made Oto Mizuko's face redden involuntarily, and her rich, plump legs subconsciously squeezed together, as she seed to enter an extrely excited state.
"Wha, what's wrong? If it's not okay, then never mind."
"No, no! Please, don't!!"
Oto Mizuko quickly grabbed the boy's arm, then with her other hand straightened a strand of hair that had fallen beside her ear, and said in a low and shy voice with her head bowed, "I'm fine, I'll go hang the laundry for you right now."
Having said that, as if afraid he'd change his mind, she imdiately turned and left the kitchen.
Watching her flustered departure, Haruka Yuzan shrugged helplessly. Why was the young lady so interested in his clothes?
He rembered it was the sa before, clinging to his sweat-stained clothes and not wanting to let go, even thinking about taking them ho to keep. Perhaps she was tired of those antique artifacts and wanted to collect sothing different?
"Haruka..."
Only when the room fell silent again did Reiko Onodera, who had been standing at the sink peeling carrots, finally look up, her eyes brimming with tender emotions, and a captivating pull in her gaze.
"Co and help a mont...."
Understanding her cue, Haruka Yuzan was about to go help the beautiful woman when suddenly, Miss Oto ca back charging into the kitchen as fast as she left.
"Yuko, is there sothing wrong?"
The young lady's hurried manner made Haruka Yuzan unwittingly wipe the sweat from his forehead; if Miss Oto had co just a mont later, she would have walked in on him getting cozy with Sister Reiko.
"I did forget sothing."
Oto Mizuko said with a squinting smile, not even looking at Reiko Onodera nearby, but walking straight to Haruka Yuzan, then....
"mua! (づ￣3￣)づ╭～"
She tiptoed and kissed him squarely on the cheek.
After doing all that, she still seed not quite satisfied as she licked her lips and contentedly exited the kitchen.
Wiping the damp touch from his cheek, Haruka Yuzan felt mainly a sense of helplessness. Indeed, those who are guilty see the world through a distorted lens.
...
Oto Mizuko arrived at the balcony with the laundry bucket, pulled open the curtains, and the sumr sunlight filled the room like a golden liquid, warm and splendid.
With no ti to appreciate the thriving beauty of the small yard, the young lady eagerly took out a man's shirt from the bucket.
The white shirt, not yet fully dry, was dripping, and the crystal water drops shone exceptionally bright under the sunshine. She held the shirt in the air, and the semi-transparent fabric seed to already be on Haruka in her mory.....
To an outsider, it looked as if the inexperienced young heiress was at a loss dealing with household chores she had never encountered before.
This gave Misaki Saki, who had been eyeing the opportunity to make a good impression on the new tenant, the scent of a chance.
The little one hopped over to the young lady, tilting up her little head, and said innocently, "Yuko-chan, do you want to help you hang the laundry?~(@^_^@)~"
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