In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Does your sister know about this guy's perverted fetish of looking at legs?

This is not a good sign.

Although Yukino knew that Haruno's question about whether Fushimi Makoto wanted to see her legs was definitely a trap, but...

If my sister gets serious, even I would find it difficult to handle.

As things have unfolded to this point, Yukino is still unable to draw a definitive conclusion.

Was it the older sister's curiosity that sparked her interest in this pervert, or did she have some other ulterior motives?

With Utaha and Nakano Ichika launching a sneak attack first, and Haruno possessing equally perfect legs, it would be difficult for Yukino not to be on guard.

During dinner, because Haruno urged Yukino to hand over the plan, Yukino didn't avoid Fushimi Makoto and directly handed over the plan that had a mandatory self-discipline effect.

Yang was overjoyed to receive the schedule and smiled happily.

Yukino couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what was about to happen.

Only Fushimi Makoto's expression was like this: (!?!).

He even made a point of communicating with Yukino through his eyes: You're so despicable!

Yukino: I've already reminded her.

Makoto Fushimi: You definitely took advantage of the information gap.

Yukino did not respond.

Her reminder to her sister does not mean she explained everything clearly.

Makoto Fushimi saw through her thoughts, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so she simply kept quiet.

After all, she didn't have someone's thick skin and couldn't bring herself to lie through her teeth.

"How about starting to be disciplined next week?"

After dinner, Yang Nai made a decision while holding the schedule she had always wanted.

Makoto Fushimi: "Whatever makes you happy."

Yukino: "Whatever makes you happy."

Yang Nai: "?"

She immediately became alert: "What do you two mean?"

Yukino continued flipping through the book.

Fushimi Makoto had already prepared his explanation: "Yono-nee, didn't you notice? This schedule is just a complete and scientific time plan based on your physical data, along with some of my personal suggestions."

Yang Nai smiled and said, "I know, I saw it just now. Acheng, you're quite thoughtful. This way I can refer to your suggestions and make arrangements according to my own schedule. Thank you!"

She should thank us.

Fushimi Makoto expressed his difficulty in maintaining composure.

Although he didn't expect Yukino to suddenly play such a cunning trick, upon closer reflection, he was actually more looking forward to Haruno's "mishap" than Yukino herself.

Will they create an emoji like Eriri did?

The only downside is that Haruno won't start her self-discipline until next Monday, so Makoto Fushimi is destined not to be there to laugh at... oh wait, I mean to encourage her.

Wait a minute.

I think I might have a chance to watch it live.

Makoto Fushimi recalled the item he had created using the "Effort Aura": the "Crude Anywhere Door".

With this, as long as Yang Nai trains in the places he has been, he can go there at any time.

Thinking of this, Fushimi Makoto casually asked, "Yono-nee, will you still be in Chiba next Monday?"

"Well, I'll be home on Monday morning and go out in the afternoon... But isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to ask about my schedule in front of Yukino?" Haruno retorted before she could even be serious for two seconds.

Clearly, her embarrassing behavior just now had ignited her "desire to duel".

Let's duel! Duels can bring smiles.jpg

At that moment, Yukino also cast a curious glance at her.

She was also wondering why Fushimi Makoto asked that question.

But Fushimi Makoto casually brushed it off, saying, "I was just asking."

The two sisters naturally didn't believe it, but since Fushimi Makoto was unwilling to tell the truth, they temporarily put aside their desire to ask further questions.

Around 6 PM, Makoto Fushimi received a call from Mrs. Yukinoshita, who said that a friend had sent a lot of things and asked him to come over and help.

"Do you want to come over together?" After hanging up the phone, Fushimi Makoto asked the Yukinoshita sisters, who were still in the living room.

Although one sister sat upright and the other casually, they both had something in common—their delicate little feet were exposed to the air.

Yang Nai curled up on the sofa, her small, snow-white feet together, her cute toes twitching occasionally.

Yukino was also in a relaxed state, and her beautiful feet, which Fushimi Makoto had praised countless times, were on slippers.

"I'm not going," Yukino shook her head in refusal.

Yang Nai hugged a square pillow, her curvaceous body curled up: "I'll leave the good work of moving things to you."

After separating from the two sisters, Makoto Fushimi ran along the way, following the address sent by Mrs. Yukinoshita, as if it were his own warm-up routine.

That speed didn't seem slow to passersby; when he passed by, he even created a whistling sound, leading passersby to speculate whether he was being chased.

When Fushimi Makoto arrived at the intersection at the address, he hadn't even broken a sweat; his physical reserves were still at their peak.

This means his physical functions are still improving.

Under the streetlights, Mrs. Yukinoshita's voluptuous figure became the most beautiful sight there.

But Makoto Fushimi had no interest in appreciating it.

Because he saw a familiar car parked across the street.

"Since you already called a driver, why did you ask me to come and help you move things? Is the driver sick?" Fushimi Makoto asked as he walked over.

“He’s in good health,” Mrs. Yukinoshita replied briefly, taking a step with her shapely legs. “Walk with me for a bit.”

Oh, so you wanted me to come and accompany you on a walk.

Fushimi Makoto understood and followed.

"Have you thought about what to do about the Sakai couple I told you about last time?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked calmly.

"I guess I've figured it out, albeit barely," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Would you mind telling me about it?"

Actually, I haven't decided yet.

"Fine, don't tell me then." Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at him sideways.

Fushimi Makoto smiled but didn't say anything.

He had actually memorized the couple's daily routine and the locations of their daily activities.

As for Mr. Sakai, who disrupted Mrs. Yukinoshita's cooperation, he has not yet met him.

These days, whenever he has free time, he goes to Osaka through the "crude Anywhere Door." According to the information he gathered, that young master is out having fun with some lover and hasn't returned yet.

He walked beside Mrs. Yukinoshita and sensed that the beautiful woman was somewhat agitated.

He seemed to want to say something, but then hesitated.

Seeing this, he took the initiative to start a conversation: "Could it be that in your heart, I am a very suitable tool to accompany you on a walk?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled and said, "If I said you have a lot of self-awareness, how would you respond?"

"I'll probably turn around and leave in a fit of anger."

"Really?"

"fake."

"I knew it."

Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke coldly, but the faint smile in her eyes was completely undisguised.

It's clear that she's in a good mood.

So this time it was her turn to speak up: "Yukino is improving faster and faster with your help. I suspect that if this continues, her overall abilities may surpass mine."

"Comprehensive?" Fushimi Makoto expressed his doubt.

Mrs. Yukino smiled and looked over: "I know what you want to say. Yukino is still far behind me. Even if she wants to surpass me, the possibility is very small in the short term."

"As expected of your aunt, you saw right through me," Fushimi Makoto praised.

This sentence reminded the beautiful woman of their conversation that night.

Finally, one of the little rascals even drank water from his own cup.

Not wanting to make the atmosphere awkward, she pretended nothing had happened and continued, "The more I think about it, the more I realize how much you know."

Fushimi Makoto: "Really?"

“Yes, of course.” Mrs. Yukinoshita didn’t give him a chance to argue. “Photography, directing, screenwriting, exercise, studying, public speaking… you know more than I do.”

She paused, her voice becoming more serious: "Although I don't know how you did it, the more things you're good at, the more effort you have to put in compared to others. Ultimately, you still need to pay attention to your physical condition first."

Fushimi Makoto could hear the genuine concern in her voice and was about to reply seriously when she slowly said, "If you continue like this, you might very well die young."

"Do you really think it's appropriate to curse me so suddenly?" Fushimi Makoto was speechless; he had just been feeling touched.

Mrs. Yukinoshita raised her slender arm, her fair fingers curling up as if to tap Fushimi Makoto's head.

But in the end, she still put her hand down.

Finding it amusing, Fushimi Makoto moved closer to her and said, "Go ahead and knock."

Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes changed slightly, and a smile appeared on her face.

She raised her hand and gently tapped it.

Fushimi Makoto quickly dodged backward.

She froze on the spot, her eyebrows furrowed, and she got angry.

But the next second, she miraculously curled her lips into a gentle smile and said, "Come here one more time."

Without saying a word, Fushimi Makoto ran a few steps forward to create some distance.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's gentle smile gradually turned into a cold laugh: "Not coming?"

"Next time, next time for sure." Fushimi Makoto took three more steps forward.

Mrs. Yukinoshita stood there with a cold expression.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

She counted in her mind.

She thought that someone would be back in ten seconds at most.

When she counted to ten seconds, Fushimi Makoto was still standing in front of her, deliberately looking in her direction.

She suddenly found it very funny.

So much so that her smile blossomed.

Her beautiful cheeks seemed to be flushed slightly by the distinctive streetlights, which, combined with her relaxed state and alluring mature curves, gave her a rare and captivating allure.

In an instant, she realized her emotions were not quite right and took a deep breath.

You're not coming over?

I'll go over there.

The beautiful woman swayed her slender waist and walked towards Fushimi Makoto with a seemingly indifferent expression.

She has realized that her emotions are strange.

However, it's best not to overthink this rare opportunity to relax.