Macho Harem Paradise Project

Fubuki originally had the ability to advance to A-level, but she had been standing still because of her psychological problems and the pressure of facing the number one A-level Masked Sweetie. Once she had sorted out this relationship, and with my full support now, it wouldn't take her long to advance to S-level.

According to the current speed, it will probably take less than a month.

"..."

She was silent, hugging the young man

This is an organization that I established myself. It was established for some purposes in the beginning, but now it is slowly changing.

I can take a more convenient path to move up, but I feel a little reluctant to leave them behind. After all, the Fubuki Group has been established for quite some time, and it would be a bit cruel to dismiss all the members who always call me Miss Fubuki.

?920 What to do?

Almost all the members of the Fubuki group are gathered together because of her personal charm. Rather than a formal organization, it is more like a personal cult fan group of Hell Fubuki.

"Or let your trusted ones take care of it. They will definitely want you to move forward."

Yang Ming Xiuyi gave a second suggestion.

His thinking is actually not without reason. When Fubuki rises to S-level, the members of the Fubuki group will definitely not be able to help at all. They will only be a drag and lose the common purpose of carrying out the mission together. Then, this team that relies on numbers to gather together will have no practical significance.

"That's good."

At least the organization is still there, and I am still the boss of the Fubuki group. As my ranking rises, those guys who once looked down on me will now look at me with new eyes. Those members of the Fubuki group who loyally follow me will also be more proud of me.

"I will go to the association tomorrow to prepare for promotion."

"No need to be so formal, I'll just say hello."

"Do you still have connections in the association?"

"Ah."

Enjoying a leisurely time, ever since she met Yang Ming Shuichi, she rarely even participated in heroic activities, and almost left the organization of the team's actions to her confidants Eyelash, the second in B-rank, and Yamazaru, the third in B-rank.

"Yang Ming."

"Well, what happened?"

The tone of voice when calling someone by name will give off different feelings depending on the tone of voice. A calm and smiling call may just be the speaker wanting to shout, but Miss Fubuki's melancholy words clearly show that she has something to say.

"People with your talent, don't they see the world very differently from us?"

"Um···"

This is indeed a thought-provoking question.

“It’s definitely different, but I don’t think I’m particularly talented.”

"It sounds like you're denying me."

Fubuki showed an unhappy expression. If even someone like Yangming Xiuyi could not be called talented, then what were those who were not as good as him? Idiots?

"No... I mean, there are still people above me, and I don't feel like I'm the most special."

Yang Mingxiu shrugged.

"Who are you talking about?"

The first person Fubuki thought of was her sister Tatsumaki, but she quickly shook her head and denied it. She remembered that she had once used her sister's name to threaten him, but he remained unmoved.

That attitude doesn't seem like he has figured out that he won't really do that, but more like he doesn't care about the threat from someone who is not as good as him...

No one cares about the threats of a weak person.

Although there is no actual battle record to support it, Fubuki feels that Yangming Shuichi is definitely not weaker than her sister.

His sister is already the strongest person in his opinion, so who could be the one who is above him in his opinion?

"S-rank seventeenth, the bald caped man, Saitama."

"The person who was promoted to S with you?"

"Ah."

"He's stronger than you? Then why is he ranked... Never mind, just pretend I didn't ask."

Rankings often fail to explain actual things. For example, although she is at Class B, her strength has long reached Class A. Even after being strengthened, she is not sure where her limit is. She just feels that if her current self were to kill her past self who had not met Yang Ming Shuichi, it would probably be an instant kill.

"Don't underestimate him. He is the most powerful human I have ever seen."

"Is that so?"

He is so powerful but he doesn't show it off. Yang Ming Xiuyi is not always in the spotlight, and his sister is the same... It turns out that the truly powerful people don't care about these things.

After Fubuki discovered that her current strength was completely different from before, she also felt the same way.

Only when you stand at that level can you see the scenery.

The mountains and the earth are already completely at your feet, and in front of you are only higher mountain tops and endless clouds. Only when you really see this scenery will you feel the response in your heart.

She secretly looked up at Yang Ming Xiuyi's current expression. He closed his eyes and hugged her tightly, but she did not feel restrained. She could twist slightly in his arms, for example, change her position from lying on her side to lying face up.

A lot can be revealed from one detail. Yang Ming Xiuyi must have hugged many women like this before, otherwise this level of consideration would not be so natural.

"If you keep moving, I'll do it again."

The young man's sudden serious voice made her body stiffen, and the hot thing that had suddenly started to press against her made her blush again.

"It's better not to do that,"

I was still frightened. His performance on the bed was as terrifying as his appearance. He attacked and attacked tirelessly, and was able to kill everyone without leaving a single piece of armor, forcing me to flee in embarrassment.

It’s not that she had any psychological trauma from this incident. Fubuki just felt that she had had enough and wanted to rest. If she was caught again, she might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

It's a good feeling to have it just right. Everything should be done in moderation.

"Compared to your sister... you really got all the nutrients."

Holding the abundant fruits, Yang Mingxiu sighed.

The two sisters are very different from real sisters. If it weren't for the fact that their facial features are very similar, it would be difficult to tell them apart at first glance. The elder sister is 27 years old and still looks like a little loli, while the younger sister has developed a perfect model-like figure very early on.

“This can be considered as my talent.”

Being able to clearly feel the process of her becoming stronger, Fubuki's avoidance of talking about her sister began to ease. As long as she was given some more time, that unreachable sister would eventually be the same as herself, and she would be able to step onto that stage. At that time, perhaps her sister would no longer look at her with such contempt, and would probably also give her some recognition.

There isn't really much that Fubuki wants.

If I can't be in the same scenery with my sister, my life will be meaningless.

She always felt that she was wasting her time and always doubted her own value. But at this moment, Fubuki, nestled in the man's arms, finally began to calm down in her heart and believed that the memories of her time with Yangming Shuichi were still valuable.

The look in her eyes was no longer that of expectant questioning. Even when she herself was not clear about it, the young man had changed her eyes a lot.

"By the way, if one day you become stronger than your sister, what would you like to do?"

“What to do… I haven’t thought about it.”

?921 Do you want this too?

Perhaps because the difficulty of this task was beyond her imagination, Fubuki had never imagined the scenery when she reached the top of the mountain, nor had she ever thought about the scenery beyond her vision.

"I just want my sister to look me in the eye and acknowledge me as her younger sister in her heart."

She spoke quietly.

"That's it."

Yang Mingxiu tightened his arms.

"Thanks a lot."

"After so many years, I've gotten used to it."

The sudden warmth warmed her heart.

"Now you're ready to imagine it."

"Pfft... Let's wait until that day."

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Miss Fubuki woke up from the man's arms and suddenly realized that this might be the most comfortable second day of sleep she had had in a long time.

The first day was the last time.

There is no confusion about the future, no melancholy about the next step, but only a deep sense of satisfaction, the kind of fulfillment that does not raise any doubts about the future.

It was as if as long as I was with him, everything in the future would be solved and there would be no more problems.

Yangming Shuichi is a human being with a very unique personality. Anyone or anything that approaches him will be dyed with his color and become a part of the road he walks on.

Sticking close to his thick and warm pectoral muscles, Fubuki recalled his style. Although her thoughts inevitably deviated to strange places, she just wanted to dance along with this style and sway her body to the rhythm, just because he had this kind of charm.

Immerse yourself completely in every moment with him, let time flow with the process, and liberate your body.

A life without any haze...I really don't want to give it up once I've enjoyed it.

"woke up?"

"Well, wake up."

"Then I'll go cook. I bought some ingredients last time. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you do, it's fine."

"it is good."

Unconsciously, Fubuki's attitude towards Yangming Shuichi has changed from a "trading" party to a staunch supporter.

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"Um...are you really going?"

Hell's Blizzard, although it has a very cool and scary-sounding title, but now following the young man, he felt inexplicably nervous.

"Of course. Are you going to continue your secret affair?"

"No...but this is too fair and aboveboard."

Seeing the young man's serious attitude without any pretense, Fubuki looked at him helplessly.

Because of the height difference, she could clearly see the shadows cast by the deep facial features in the sunlight. She felt for no reason that the young man must be laughing in his heart.

"Do I really have to say goodbye to Miss Ruoye? I don't think it's necessary."

This is what Miss Fubuki herself hoped for. Her relationship with Yangming Shuichi cannot be made public and cannot be recognized and blessed by everyone, including Yangming Xueye. At least in her opinion, only Miss Yoshida Wakaya is qualified.

"Well, I was planning to find a time to tell her about the bloody night."

"what?!"

Miss Fubuki was shocked.

For me, it's fine. To Ruoye, she might just be a mistress, but for Xueye, she's his sister! Should such a thing be made public and announced to the world?

The existence of such doubts can only mean that Fubuki still doesn't know enough about Yangming Shuichi.

When young people have this kind of thoughts and attitudes, only one thing will happen.

Yangming Xiuyi, he wants to sleep with me.

When it comes to parties, of course you have to do it with all your might!

Well, it was a bad idea, but his skin had been tempered as hard as his body, so he didn't care about these things.

Miss Fubuki seemed very uncomfortable along the way, as if she was a mistress being forced to meet the wife. Even though Yang Ming Shuichi had given assurances about this matter, human hearts were like this. It was difficult for her, a girl who had never even been in love, to face such a thing.

"If Miss Ye really knows..."

"Of course, she knows more than you do."

After hearing this, the first emotion that came to my mind was relief. Yang Ming Xiuyi does not seem to be the type of person who is extremely unreliable in doing things secretly. Although he is too straightforward in character, he will not cause too much harm to others. Being in contact with him can make people relax instinctively, just because he is trustworthy.

Being able to handle things properly is also one of the recognized charms of males.

He also knows what he should do and what is the right choice for himself. There is no need to cater to the justice of the majority. He just needs to be worthy of his own justice. As long as it is what he wants to do, it is right. Yangming Xiuyi will always do the right thing.

Because that's what he wants to do and it makes him feel happy.

Without even a second of sadness, he took Miss Fubuki's hand and entered Miss Yoshida Wakaya's home. This virtuous housewife had already prepared the meal, and with a smile that did not make people feel any dislike, she came over and helped the young man take the coat he was wearing.

"You're back. Thank you for your hard work. Hello, Miss Fubuki. Nice to see you again."