In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Yotsuba Nakano's little brain couldn't process it at all.

So much so that she didn't even realize that, besides surprise, she was actually feeling a bit uncomfortable.

She watched from outside the door for as long as Fushimi Makoto and Nakano Miku hugged.

It wasn't until Fushimi Makoto said, "The porridge should be ready," that Yotsuba hurriedly and carefully left.

When Fushimi Makoto came out, she tried to act as if nothing had happened, and asked with a surprised face, "So you went to Miku's room? I thought you went out to buy something."

It's hard to hold back.

Yotsuba Nakano's acting was terrible.

At least in Fushimi Makoto's eyes, unless it's acting skills of Ichika's caliber, otherwise they are full of flaws in front of him.

Therefore, Yotsuba's childish feigned ignorance seemed more like an act of cuteness to him.

Oh no, she does look really cute like this.

“Yes, Miku was bored, so she asked me to come in and chat with her to pass the time.” Makoto Fushimi suppressed a laugh.

You're lying, you're just hugging each other!

Miku is sticking right up to you!

Yotsuba Nakano puffed out her cheeks.

Why am I a little angry?

"Yotsuba, would you like some porridge? I cooked extra, so even if Ichika and the others come back now, there will be enough for them."

"want!"

Angry as I am, I still have to eat.

Especially since it's Fushimi Makoto's cooking, which Nino has praised countless times.

Yotsuba Nakano had no reason to refuse.

She was preoccupied with her own thoughts and didn't notice the momentary look of surprise on Fushimi Makoto's face after he served her a bowl of porridge.

[The Miraculous Glowing Millet Porridge: This food can not only instantly regulate the spleen and stomach and improve sleep quality, but also dispel all negative effects.]

[Note: Food that doesn't glow is definitely not a good dish.]

Fushimi Makoto remained silent.

What should I say now?

Wow, a golden legend?

This sentence is quite fitting.

Because Nakano Yotsuba, who was standing next to him, was stunned.

The lovely girl rubbed her eyes vigorously, muttering, "Is there something wrong with my eyes? Why does the porridge look like it's glowing?"

"That's because I added fluorescent powder to the porridge," Fushimi Makoto said deliberately.

Yotsuba Nakano immediately laughed: "You would never do such a thing."

His interruption distracted the girl a little, but she was still very interested in the shiny, delicious-smelling porridge.

"You must have seen it too, right? This porridge is glowing."

"I already told you I added fluorescent powder."

"I don't believe it!"

Although Yotsuba Nakano had many doubts, she trusted Makoto Fushimi completely. She immediately filled a bowl with porridge, and smelling the strong aroma, she couldn't help but swallow, completely forgetting about the glowing thing.

Makoto Fushimi returned to the house with the bowl, and Miku said the same thing as Yotsuba: "Am I hallucinating because of my fever? Why is the porridge in your hand glowing?"

"I added fluorescent powder, or I added special effects. You can choose any reason you like." Fushimi Makoto didn't explain; explaining these things would only make things more complicated.

Nakano Miku looked at her strangely: "If May knew you treated things like this, she would definitely be angry."

"It's okay, as long as you're not angry."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because when you're angry you always open and close your mouth and talk about seppuku, it's really terrifying."

"..."

Nakano Miku lowered her head in embarrassment, wanting to take the bowl, but Fushimi Makoto said, "Seppuku is too scary. Let me feed you. That way, you'll accept my favor and you definitely won't scare me anymore."

Nakano Miku's lips slowly curled up, and she suddenly got off the bed.

Fushimi Makoto instinctively stepped aside: "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to take a shower," she said shyly.

What to wash?

Before Makoto Fushimi could understand, Miku Nakano blushed and gave her the answer: "You actually really want to play with my legs, right?"

Outside, Yotsuba, who had been secretly observing from the sidelines, was completely stunned when she heard this.

Isn't he most fond of playing games?

How did it turn into playing with Miku's legs?

No, no, he definitely wouldn't have such a... perverted hobby.

Yotsuba Nakano still chooses to believe in Makoto Fushimi.

So when Miku came out, she asked with a serious expression, "Miku Nakano, are you awake?"

A question mark appeared above Nakano Miku's head.

Yotsuba Nakano, of course, wouldn't make things clear, since that would mean she was admitting to spying.

She turned the bowl of porridge around, leaving Miku with her back to avoid her noticing anything wrong with her face.

"That's weird," Nakano Miku muttered to herself as she went to wash her feet.

She washed it very carefully and it got very clean.

And after drying herself off, she thoughtfully put her black stockings back on.

According to her observation, stockings seem to have an added effect on Makoto Fushimi.

That bonus attribute seems pretty high!

This is a conclusion she reached through observation and analysis, ultimately based on Shiyu.

A moment later, she returned to the bedroom with light steps.

No sooner had she gone inside than Yotsuba, who had been pretending to be fully enjoying her food, immediately got up and went back to the door.

I'm going to see what's going on today!

Nakano Yotsuba held the porridge, trying to widen her eyes as she did so.

She is very studious.

Chapter 330 "Four-Leaf Clover's Diligence"

With Makoto Fushimi feeding her, Miku Nakano finished her porridge with a satisfied look on her face.

"Want more?"

"That's enough... Huh?"

As soon as Nakano Miku finished speaking, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face.

Fushimi Makoto knew perfectly well what was going on, but asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems like my physical condition has recovered?"

Nakano Miku was a little uncertain. While concentrating, her voice was filled with surprise: "It seems like I've really recovered. I felt a little dizzy just now, but now I feel so relaxed."

"This shows that food that glows is the best," Fushimi Makoto said, pretending to joke.

His porridge had a magical effect; after just one bowl, Nakano Miku's cold was cured instantly.

"You're saying weird things again." Nakano Miku was radiant at the moment. Because she had recovered so well, she didn't even think about why the bowl of porridge had been glowing.

“Although you say you’ve recovered, I still suggest you rest for a while. That might help you recover even faster.” Fushimi Makoto put the bowl aside.

"Ah."

Nakano Miku responded softly, but instead of lying down, she stared intently at Fushimi Makoto.

Fushimi Makoto opened his arms in cooperation.

Nakano Miku lowered her head shyly and threw herself into his arms once again.

This time, the girl was clearly not as well-behaved as before. Her slender arms wrapped around Fushimi Makoto's waist, and her slightly flushed, beautiful face rested against his chest.

Hiding by the door, Yotsuba Nakano saw this scene again and froze on the spot, forgetting to eat for a moment.

"Makoto," Nakano Miku called out.

"what happened?"

Makoto Fushimi was quietly sensing Yotsuba's mental state when he heard Miku suddenly call him so gently. He looked down and saw that the girl's eyes were full of watery ripples, circle after circle, mixed with a familiar restless emotion.

"I just showered." She spoke a little softer because she was shy.

"No rush, no rush, let's chat first."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Nakano Miku asked with a look of doubt.

"Are you in a hurry?" Fushimi Makoto asked back.

Miku Nakano was speechless.

That's right.

She definitely has her own ideas.

Moreover, what she was anxious about wasn't just letting Fushimi Makoto play with her legs.

She was too embarrassed to say it out loud for the time being.

Makoto Fushimi still devoted some of his energy to sensing Yotsuba outside the door.

He discovered that, apart from being surprised, Yotsuba was actually able to maintain an extremely high level of concentration.

It was as if they were determined to observe carefully.

and many more.

Could it be that she used her studiousness for this purpose?

Makoto Fushimi controlled his eyes, trying his best not to look outside, lest he scare Yotsuba away.

"Ichika will be back early tonight," Nakano Miku said, sounding completely out of the blue.

Fushimi Makoto guessed what she meant, but still asked, "Did she tell you beforehand?"

"Yes, she said she's been in great shape lately and hasn't encountered any problems during filming, so she can wrap up early today. She also told us to save our appetites for a big dinner tonight..."

Nakano Miku told everyone she knew.

Fushimi Makoto pretended to listen attentively, and after she finished speaking, he specifically asked, "What delicious food is she planning to treat you to? Is there any for me?"

Is this the key point?

Nakano Miku puffed out her cheeks.

I told you so much information about Ichika specifically so that you...

urgent.

It's urgent.

Nakano Miku simply stopped talking, puffed out her cheeks, and stared wide-eyed at Fushimi Makoto without blinking.

"Why aren't you answering my question?" Fushimi Makoto said, but his right hand quietly fell and grabbed the girl's black-stockinged foot.

Nakano Miku's expression froze, her face softened instantly, and her eyes began to tremble slightly: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"What are you doing on purpose?" Fushimi Makoto played with that delicate little foot.

Miku Nakano's breathing quickened slightly; that familiar yet stimulating feeling returned.