Tokyo landlord: why is the panties of the lady next door in my house?!-Chapter 586 - 401: Drunken Teacher Mizutani (Part Three)

Watching the System make a choice for him, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that this incident had really hit Teacher Mizutani hard.

"Mizutani, maybe I should just take you home."

"Home?"

Nozomi Mizutani gave a self-mocking laugh and, while drunk, extended her finger to draw a smiley face on Haruka's cheek, "Haruka, I don't have a home anymore."

"..."

"There's no place for me at home anymore, I have nothing now, nothing at all..."

"You still have me, Mizutani."

At this point, that's all he could say to comfort her.

"Hehe."

With a silly smile, Nozomi Mizutani staggered out of the izakaya, pushing away Haruka who stood beside her, and wobbled alone toward the street.

"Haruka, actually, I'm not that drunk, really, you see, I can walk straight along this line without veering off."

Having said that, Nozomi Mizutani, dressed in a pale green long dress, walked forward.

"Eh? Why is the line crooked?"

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan covered his face in exasperation. If she wasn't drunk now, a little more and she'd be flat on the ground for the whole night.

"Mizutani, slow down, be careful not to fall over."

He quickly followed and reached out to support the intoxicated Teacher Mizutani.

"I'm really not drunk." Nozomi Mizutani pouted her lips, and as she spoke, the thin strap on her shoulder slipped cunningly to one side, revealing a large expanse of creamy white skin underneath.

The lustrous sight was extremely inviting, tempting one to reach out and feel her warmth.

Haruka Yuzan glanced at it and quickly pulled the strap back up, "Oh dear, Mizutani, just behave yourself."

"Hehe, Haruka, do you think I'm pretty?" asked Nozomi Mizutani with a dazed smile.

???

Haruka Yuzan was stunned. How could he utter such heretical words?

But unexpectedly, after seeing him become speechless, Nozomi Mizutani pouted unhappily, "Hmm, Haruka, don't you also think that I'm not pretty?"

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Snapping back to reality, Haruka Yuzan, seeing Teacher Mizutani about to throw a tantrum, hurriedly said, "How is that possible, Teacher Mizutani, you are the most beautiful."

"Really?"

Reassured by the boy's affirmation, Nozomi Mizutani happily looped her arm through Haruka's again. Her soft chest pressed against his arm, nestled firmly against him.

The unique scent of the young married woman was tantalizingly itchy in his heart.

Haruka Yuzan steadied his mind and followed Mizutani down the street.

"Haruka, which karaoke place do you want to go to?"

"How about this one?"

"No, not this one, I've been here once before, the service wasn't good."

"Hmm, how about this one..."

Mizutani picked her way along the street, and Haruka Yuzan silently played the role of a listener by her side.

In reality, she didn't really want to sing, but rather just wanted an excuse to have Haruka keep her company.

If Haruka Yuzan were to leave Nozomi Mizutani and go home now, the kind-hearted and beautiful teacher might end up doing something drastic.

Upon arriving at the karaoke, Mizutani opened a luxurious private room with such flair that it left the server wide-eyed, who then hurriedly tended to her, serving up fruit platters and champagne one after another.

There was even a slight, suggestive hint that they had someone called Champagne Brother here.

At the mention of this, Haruka Yuzan froze.

It's not like I'm one of the guys, where do you place me?

With such a handsome guy sitting here, who needs Champagne Brother to sell us anything?

"Hahaha."

Nozomi Mizutani laughed out loud, slapping Haruka Yuzan on the shoulder with no regard for her image.

"Out, out."

Haruka Yuzan waved his hands with a face full of disdain.

The waiter also realized his mistake and bowed in apology, quickly retreating out of the room.

Nozomi Mizutani had already gone to select songs, and in the flickering light of the karaoke room, waves of music wafted through the air, the ambivalent atmosphere letting everyone freely release their inner urges.

Haruka Yuzan took the microphone from Nozomi Mizutani and chose a song by Hachi.

"On that day, I remember the beach we overlooked,

The words carved into the sand and your retreating figure,

The breaking waves at my feet, sweeping something away,

As the evening calm and twilight simply pass by~"

The two sat together, bobbing their heads and singing along. Singing is the best way to express feelings, and immersed in the world of music, the brain's lipid layers get stimulated, producing new dopamine.

All in all, karaoke really is a great thing.

They were having a great time singing when, unbeknownst to them, Nozomi Mizutani's camisole straps had slipped down again, revealing a small patch of fair arm and the edge of her pale lavender mask.

"Come on, Haruka, have a drink!"

Nozomi Mizutani, evidently excited, raised a bottle and drank with Haruka Yuzan.

It was Haruka Yuzan's first time at karaoke with Teacher Mizutani, and he felt weird about it. However, the numbing effect of alcohol soon removed any awkwardness he felt.

Eventually, he slumped on the sofa and even demanded that Nozomi Mizutani dance for him.

She, too, was quite drunk.

Casting aside her usual morals, she actually started dancing, even finding her long dress a hindrance, so she simply hitched it up and tied a bow at the waist.

Her bare long legs were particularly eye-catching as they moved to and fro, really giving off the vibe of an idol group performance.

Needless to say, Haruka Yuzan was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Ready,

But that's not enough,

See, it's not good enough,

Your heart will evolve even more, even more~"

Nozomi Mizutani sang as she danced, and even as her thin straps fell off, she didn't seem to notice.

And there was Haruka Yuzan on the couch, acting like the most devoted fan in the center for Teacher Mizutani, using light sticks to pump up the atmosphere. For a while, he even forgot to answer Sister Reiko's calls.

Elsewhere.

After returning home, Nakano Hirokawa was struck dumb looking at his empty, dark room.

"Mizutani?"

"Are you home?"

He called out toward the bedroom but got no response.

His brow furrowed in frustration, a nameless anger rising within him. It used to be that when he arrived home, Nozomi Mizutani would always come out to greet him.

Just then, Nakano Hirokawa's cellphone rang.

He looked at it and saw a message from a girl listed as Muraoka Kojima:

"Nakano-kun, have you reached home?"

Seeing her concern, Nakano Hirokawa's frown eased, his mood improving considerably.

Indeed, marrying Nozomi Mizutani had been the wrong decision.

He sat on the couch and began to chat with Muraoka Kojima.