In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Of course, all of this was made specifically for them.

He knew all of Yang Nai's body data and size from the moment they first met.

Yukino, who was standing to the side, was watching with great interest.

The corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than an AK, so in the end she figured she couldn't suppress them anyway, so she might as well just laugh it off.

But when she leaned closer to Fushimi Makoto and glanced at the detailed data on the paper, her smile vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression of contemplation.

Because the data written by Fushimi Makoto was too detailed, from Haruno's height and weight to her breathing rate, everything was written down carefully on the paper.

These data gave Yukino the feeling that he was like a sophisticated machine.

Can this level of analysis be achieved using only the eyes and brain?

Hagi Cheng, you're really something.

That's how Yukino feels right now.

If there's anyone in the entire living room who's completely oblivious to the situation right now, it's Eriri.

At first, she watched quietly from the sidelines because it was something new and interesting.

But as she looked at it, she started to feel that something was wrong.

"No matter how you look at it, Fushimi's behavior seems like he's playing a prank on Haruno-san."

Eriri remained silent, thinking to herself that she also wanted to read what Makoto Fushimi had written, but Yukino was standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and there was no room for her around.

It's supposed to be a movie for four people, but the "loser god" character seems to be completely ignored...

Eriri is the kind of person who wants to compete, but is always hesitant and arrogant, or she's always charging in the opposite direction.

In the end, she never went on stage for the "movie that was missing one person" in the living room.

"Wait, Acheng!"

Yang Nai seemed to have reached her limit. She unusually put her hands on her hips, shook her head with a mix of annoyance and amusement, and said, "Are you sure you're not messing with me?"

"Do you think I'm playing a prank?" Fushimi Makoto asked calmly.

Yang Nai revealed a sly smile: "It doesn't seem like it, but you've been just writing and drawing the whole time. Shouldn't collecting body data require physical contact?"

Then, she deliberately emphasized, "Besides, we agreed that you would call me Sister Yang Nai and I would call you A-Cheng. How come you're calling me Miss Yang Nai now?"

After saying these words, her gaze finally fell on Yukino.

My sister had been laughing nonstop, which made her feel embarrassed, which is rare for her.

So now she's preparing to fight back.

To her surprise, Makoto Fushimi's expression didn't change at all after hearing her words: "I really like the saying, 'Please use your job title when you're at work.'"

Yang Nai chuckled softly: "So that's why you call me Miss Yang Nai. Well then, what's my first question?"

“This problem is even simpler.” Makoto Fushimi put down his pen and paper and turned to the absent-minded Eriri, saying, “Eriri, could you lend me a mat? It might be a little big, the kind that two people can step on.”

Eriri nodded in confusion: "No problem."

"Wait a minute!" Yang Nai suddenly sensed something was wrong. "What do you need the mat for?"

Yukino also cast a curious glance at her.

Fushimi Makoto rolled up his sleeves and said in a serious tone, "Since Haruno-nee prefers physical contact, let's spar."

"Huh? I'm sparring with you?" Yang Nai pointed blankly at his face, completely dumbfounded.

Eriri quickly turned her head away, pursing her lips and trying hard to suppress her laughter.

It wasn't that she wanted to be rude, but Yang Nai's expression at that moment was just too funny.

She had seen this beautiful and charming older sister more than once before, but since the two were not very familiar with each other, Yang Nai was always seen as a calm and intellectual beauty in her eyes.

As a result, Haruno has now become a meme, and this scene is really hard for Eriri to keep up.

Yukino found it funny too, but she still gave her opinion: "Sister, sparring is indeed the fastest and most convenient way."

Makoto Fushimi gave Yukino a look: Good coordination.

Yukino responded with a smile, something she never did before.

Are you two deliberately teaming up to mess with me?

Yang Nai saw all of this and sighed as if in distress: "Forget it, let's just do it the way you just did, Acheng. I'll continue to cooperate with you."

the other side.

Sawamura Sayuri listened intently to the door for a while, her eyes constantly shifting as she muttered to herself, "I can't hear very well. I should have stayed earlier."

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at her coldly: "You were the one who insisted on dragging me in."

"Would you be willing to be physically touched by a junior in front of him?"

"I don't think I ever said I needed a schedule."

“You didn’t say it, but your expression betrayed your thoughts.”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita fell silent.

She definitely needs a schedule.

Sawamura Sayuri, still in her usual unladylike manner, pressed her ear against the door: "If we didn't need to be mindful of our image, I would have opened the door and listened openly by now."

Mrs. Yukinoshita narrowed her beautiful eyes; she had already understood her best friend's unspoken meaning.

This time she couldn't help but ask, seemingly casually, "Are you planning to ask A-Cheng to make a schedule?"

"Of course, you've seen Yukino's progress too. Anyone who wants to improve wouldn't refuse such an incredible change!" Sawamura Sayuri said excitedly, her beautiful legs under her skirt seemingly pressed together with excitement.

Mrs. Yukinoshita had no rebuttal.

She shared the same thought, which is why she really hoped that Fushimi Seiya would make one for her.

But her personality meant she couldn't be as straightforward as her best friend.

"That's it! I'll send him a message on my phone first, that way no one else will notice." Sayuri Sawamura had a sudden inspiration.

Mrs. Yukinoshita just watched as her best friend started operating the machine.

But a minute later, she saw with her own eyes that Sayuri Sawamura's expression changed from excitement to embarrassment, and even her cheeks turned red.

"What did he say?" Mrs. Yukinoshita immediately sensed something was wrong.

"N-nothing," Sawamura Sayuri stammered for the first time in front of her best friend.

There was no way she could help but feel ashamed.

Because when she messaged Makoto Fushimi to ask, his reply was: "So even a female ghost needs to train?"

Female ghost...

He's flirting with me!

But Sawamura Sayuri didn't dare to reply.

A female ghost did appear that night.

The female ghost not only attacked someone at night, but also secretly practiced her speaking skills...

What Sawamura Sayuri didn't expect was that Fushimi Makoto actually knew about this!

She suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen.

Chapter 327 Auntie Scum

"Is she too embarrassed to come out now?"

In the living room, Makoto Fushimi smiled to himself as he discreetly put his phone back in his pocket.

The ghost incident that night was indeed very exciting, but he was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up, and his sleepiness vanished.

The female ghost had no idea he was awake; she was fiddling around in the dark like a restless teenage girl.

At first, the female ghost was rather reserved, only blushing and talking to herself on the sofa, occasionally letting out a soft laugh as she imagined things.

But later, she probably thought that Fushimi Makoto was sleeping soundly, and she became bolder.

From physically assaulting women to women using words instead of physical force.

The female ghost sister did it all!

Moreover, Fushimi Makoto could sense the other person's excitement mixed with secret joy.

This means that she was simply using herself as a practice tool!

How could Fushimi Makoto tolerate something like this?

Even if you're going to practice, you can't do it secretly.

So he kept this matter in mind and was just waiting for an opportunity.

Today just happened to be the day I had the chance.

"What are you laughing at all by yourself? Is it because Ms. Haruno's data is really amazing?" Eriri hesitated for a long time before coming to Fushimi Makoto's side. As soon as she got close, she saw the smile in his eyes.

"I wouldn't say she's that good, just a bit better than the average person." Fushimi Makoto knew what Eriri was planning to do, and handed her the paper filled with data.

"Thank you." Eriri happily accepted it.

"A little better than the average person? That should be considered a compliment, right?" Yang Nai had already sat down, and she was even sweating, with the hair on her forehead becoming sticky.

“That’s one way to understand it,” Fushimi Makoto didn’t deny.

Haruno's stats are better than Yukino's at the beginning, but if you consider all the factors, she still can't compare to Nino and Yotsuba.

Nino already had a habit of managing her figure, and her daily routine included practicing yoga.

Yotsuba possesses exceptional athletic talent, and coupled with her consistent adherence to the schedules Makoto Fushimi created for her, her stats are quite impressive even without the fantasy bonus.

"So, I finally got the schedule I wanted?" A smile finally appeared on Yang Nai's face.

She had just been thoroughly exhausted by Makoto Fushimi; not only was her hair soaked with sweat, but her back was also covered in sweat. Now, her underwear felt sticky and uncomfortable against her skin.

"I'll give the latest schedule to Yukino in three days at most. You can ask her for it then, Haruno-nee," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Thank you so much~" Yang Nai's smile grew even brighter; finally, some good news.

Yukino, on the other hand, remained as steady as Mount Tai, unmoved.

Although she knew her sister had ambitions to surpass her, she had started training earlier than her sister and was constantly competing against her, so she wasn't worried about being overtaken at all.

She could even confidently say: "Yumiko is the strongest woman on the surface, but I am the real strongest."

Indeed, after witnessing Yumiko's outstanding performance firsthand, Yukino made a very firm conclusion.

I am currently the strongest woman!

She simply didn't care about these things, and she disliked showing off in front of others.

Yang Nai got the schedule she wanted, and in a great mood, she simply pulled her sister down to sit and chat.

Eriri held the data sheet and looked at it for a while, then handed it back to Fushimi Makoto with a wandering gaze.

Makoto Fushimi was amused by her adorable little expression and asked, "You didn't understand?"

"How could that be? Of course I understood it!" Eriri blushed and retorted loudly.

"Oh, it's good that you understood. I thought if you couldn't even understand such detailed data, I would have to punish you."

"Huh? Punishing me? Why is that?" Eriri took a step back and instinctively raised her arms to cover her chest.

Seeing her defensive posture, Fushimi Makoto almost laughed: "I've been tutoring you for a week now, and I've written this data sheet in great detail. There's no reason you shouldn't understand it."

Eriri guiltily looked away.

She only understood half of it.

However, when Fushimi Makoto brought up the topic of tutoring her, it immediately piqued her interest.

But she didn't rush to speak. Instead, she glanced at the Yukinoshita sisters on the sofa and subtly beckoned to Fushimi Makoto.

This action stunned Fushimi Makoto.

He almost thought Eriri had learned how to flirt.

But as he followed the blonde girl to the other table and sat down, he heard her lower her voice and say, "Um, will you still have time to tutor me in the future?"

I knew she wouldn't take the initiative to charge.