In Love With My Hot Stepbrothers
They strolled through a short woodland to the north side of the estate along the lake, and it wasn’t long before they came to a series of traditional Japanese houses.
“This one is yours,” Higa-san said. “Seven-day stay, free of charge, the presidential suite.”
“Wow!” Isaac uttered. “It’s nice.”
The others nodded in agreement. The house was beautiful, with sliding doors and wooden engawa verandas. There was even a stone garden at the front, too.
Higa-san opened the door and ushered everyone in. After leaving their luggage and shoes at the genkan, they put on the slippers provided and started exploring the house.