"I heard Mr. Haruka is looking for a roommate. May I...?"
His voice, now thick enough to be spun into threads, rose from beside him, but the urban beauty before him had already moved closer without him noticing.
Her fingers, manicured in a bright red, inadvertently grazed Haruka Yuzan twice, tickling him pleasantly.
It was comfortable.
Such a siren! Like fruit soaked in juice that, with a slight squeeze, could yield a cup of fresh, delicious juice out of thin air.
Savoring the sweet scent that lingered in his mouth, he wanted nothing more than to say,
"Let's go next door and have another juicing session!"
Unfortunately...
"That will be all, Miss Takezawa. We've already looked over everything, and there are no other issues,"
a cool voice rang from behind, like mountain springs that bathed one in nature's lush greenery. Mmm... it added a purifying buff to Haruka Yuzan directly.
In just a brief moment, he sobered up.
