In the time loop, I do whatever I want

But as the students watching from the sidelines continued to observe, they discovered something surprising and speechless: Makoto Fushimi and Eriri were really just explaining the problem!

They spoke with utmost care, and the two of them never talked about anything other than studying.

After this news spread, no one was surprised by it anymore.

Therefore, even though Eriri has come looking for her now, Yumiko doesn't feel the slightest bit of possessiveness.

When the two of them get together, they never talk about anything other than studying.

Yumiko thought to herself.

Makoto Fushimi naturally wouldn't refuse Eriri's request.

He was looking forward to this "loser fairy's" progress and to her outstanding future.

"Then it's settled!" Eriri finally smiled, and even the awkwardness and embarrassment caused by Yumiko earlier gradually faded away.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fushimi Makoto immediately said to the student at the classroom door, "Sawakita-kun, I'm not feeling well. Could you please tell the teacher later?"

"no problem."

After receiving a reply from his classmate, Fushimi Seisai retrieved the Anywhere Door from his desk drawer.

He walked out openly and honestly, without even trying to hide it.

Many students witnessed this scene, but they were simply curious: "Why is Fushimi holding a piece of cardboard?"

As Makoto Fushimi walked out with the Anywhere Door, Yumiko didn't hesitate for a second. She asked a friend to ask for leave for her as quickly as possible and then followed him.

Eriri, who hadn't left yet, watched the two figures. She hesitated for two seconds, but finally gave up the urge to follow them.

She didn't know that if she insisted on going with him, given her relationship with Makoto Fushimi, he wouldn't refuse.

But she suppressed the impulse in her heart and silently walked towards her classroom.

the other side.

Makoto Fushimi wasn't surprised that Yumiko had followed him. After all, he hadn't sneaked away earlier, and she was currently engrossed in their "master and maid" game. It would be strange if she could resist coming over.

"Are you feeling unwell? I just asked a friend to take the day off, so I can go to the infirmary to take care of you." Yumiko met Fushimi Makoto's gaze, her face full of concern.

"I don't feel unwell."

"Huh?"

"Come on, I'll take you to see something fun."

"Okay, master."

Excitement gleamed in Yumiko's eyes as she blushed and uttered those words.

At this moment, she wasn't very curious; she was more concerned about asking for leave with her master to do "bad things."

It's a bad thing for a student to suddenly ask for leave and run away even though they're not feeling well.

The two arrived at a corner below the teaching building, and Fushimi Makoto, in front of Yumiko, stuck the Anywhere Door on the wall.

Yumiko stood aside, puzzled, without rushing to ask any questions.

"Let's go." Fushimi Makoto reached out his hand to her.

go?

where to go?

Yumiko was even more confused, but she still held Fushimi Makoto's hand.

Then, to her shock, she saw herself being pulled into the wall by Makoto Fushimi.

She unconsciously gripped Fushimi Makoto's hand tightly, a sense of unease spreading through her heart.

After a brief period of darkness, she was stunned again as the light before her eyes returned.

Because she was no longer standing in a school, but inside a house.

Judging from the arrangement and decoration of the surrounding furniture, it should be someone else's guest room. However, the room is arranged very neatly, making it clear at a glance that this is a wealthy person's place.

Makoto Fushimi put down the Anywhere Door, turned around, and reached out to pat Yumiko's head, who was still in shock: "Isn't that amazing?"

Yumiko paused for two seconds, then clenched her little fist excitedly: "Yes!"

"Aren't you going to ask me how I did it?" Fushimi Makoto was somewhat surprised.

Yumiko's fair face flushed with excitement. She stared intently at Fushimi Makoto's face, her red lips slightly parted: "Because I've always known you're amazing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she blushed, stood on tiptoe, and affectionately hooked her long arms around Fushimi Makoto's neck, her well-developed chest also pressing up.

Her heart was beating very rapidly.

Having witnessed such a miraculous thing, her eyes revealed boundless fascination, intoxication, and adoration.

"Shall we begin now, Master?"

She thought that Fushimi Makoto had brought her here specifically to...do bad things.

Chapter 345 Yang Nai: I'm not joking, my mom was just flying in the sky!

Makoto Fushimi could certainly sense Yumiko's agitated emotions.

The girl already admired him because of the significant improvement in his physical fitness through "training," and now that she had witnessed a technique that resembled teleportation, her heart was immediately stirred.

These ripples included surprise, admiration, and excitement at her amazing experience.

A mix of emotions welled up within her, and when she couldn't help but hug Fushimi Makoto's neck, her girlish heart instantly burned with passion.

Now, if Fushimi Makoto said just one word, she would probably be willing to lift her hair and squat down, no matter how shy she was...

But Fushimi Makoto is here today to watch the drama unfold and have some fun.

He first comforted Yumiko for a few moments, and once the girl had calmed down a bit, he asked, "I'm going to watch a play in the next room now, do you want to come?"

"Can I come with you?" Yumiko didn't rush to agree.

"I find it convenient myself, but the young lady next door might not find it convenient," Fushimi Makoto replied truthfully after a second of thought.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Yumiko was only this obedient in front of him.

Hearing such a reply, coupled with her gentle and charming face, Fushimi Makoto felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Do you know that the way you look right now really appeals to my XP?

Fushimi Makoto turned and walked out.

When he arrived at Yang Nai's bedroom door, he immediately sensed the panting sounds inside, and possibly the sounds of jumping and thumping on the floor.

He picked up his phone, opened the camera app, and pushed the door open to enter.

The next second, Hino's face, flushed with an alluring blush from the intense exercise, appeared in Fushimi Makoto's line of sight.

When their eyes met, Yang Nai was completely stunned.

She clearly hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto to show up at her house.

And Fushimi Makoto was also looking at her.

At this moment, her smooth, white feet were on the mat. She had probably just gotten up and been forced to be self-disciplined, so she was still wearing a purple chiffon slip dress.

She was sweating profusely; not only was her hair sticky, but sweat was also constantly sliding down her face. Some of it landed on the mat, while some slowly slid down her elegant, fair neck and finally fell into the bottomless valley.

Because of her strict self-discipline, the strap on her left shoulder had slipped down and was now hanging on her slender arm, exposing her rounded shoulder to the air, making people want to take a second look.

Seeing this scene, Makoto Fushimi was certain that she had only just woken up and hadn't even had time to change her clothes before the "justice was carried out" by the schedule.

Because the straps of his nightgown slipped down, Makoto Fushimi didn't see any trace of underwear.

After all, a mature woman like her would definitely wear underwear if she wasn't home alone and didn't have any plans to go out.

"Acheng! What are you doing here?"

Yang Nai remained silent for a full two seconds before her surprised voice rang out.

But before she could finish speaking, her body started jumping uncontrollably again.

This not only caused the sweat on her body to fly off, but Fushimi Makoto even felt a little dizzy.

"I came here specifically to find you." Fushimi Makoto did not activate the camera function at the moment.

"Looking for me? No, when did you get here? Did you skip school today and come all the way to Chiba to find me?" Yang felt there were too many suspicious points, and her brain had to work at high speed.

“You can think about it more.” Fushimi Makoto pointed to his head.

Yang Nai's expression stiffened slightly, then she quickly said, "Never mind that for now, just help me."

How can I help?

"Huh? You're actually asking me? You gave this schedule to Yukino, right? You must know there's something wrong with it, right?" Yukino had completely lost control of her expression.

At this moment, she was still jumping around.

"It was indeed me who gave it to Yukino, but I really don't know how to stop it." Fushimi Makoto's tone was sincere.

Yang Nai didn't believe it at all. She gasped for breath and said, "Stop messing around. I really can't stand this anymore. Do you know that I was planning to sleep until nine o'clock today? But I only slept until eight o'clock, and my body started moving on its own!"

As she finished speaking, her voice suddenly rose, revealing just how shocked she was.

“I really don’t know how to help you stop it.” Fushimi Makoto shook his head.

Yang was gritting his teeth.

Three seconds later, as if by magic, she produced a charming smile: "How about this, you help me solve that strange schedule, and I'll grant you one request."

She took another breath and tried to make her tone more appealing: "Any request is welcome."

Fushimi Makoto suddenly burst out laughing.

Yang Nai's charming expression froze: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't really want to smile, but you're exhausted, yet you're forcing yourself to look alluring. It's really hard for me to resist..."

Fushimi Makoto, smiling, walked up to Haruno and casually helped her lift up her tank top.

Yang then realized that she had almost exposed herself.

She pursed her lips, her smile gradually fading: "You really can't do it?"

"Really." Fushimi Makoto reached out again to tidy her messy hair.

After all, with all that jumping aerobics, not only was her nightgown messed up, but her hair was also a mess.

"Thank you... but I'd rather you help me resolve this situation than fix my hair." Yang Nai said, bouncing around with a helpless expression.

To her surprise, Fushimi Makoto took a few steps back and, under her astonished gaze, picked up his phone and turned on the camera.

"What are you doing?" Yang Nai narrowed her beautiful eyes, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

“I think Yukino would really enjoy watching this,” Makoto Fushimi said, holding up his phone.

"Please turn off the filming, thank you."

"I'll only film for ten seconds."

“I’ll get angry if you do that.” Her tone suddenly softened.

Anyone with half a brain could tell that her gentleness concealed a great crisis.

But Makoto Fushimi wasn't intimidated at all.

Yang Nai realized that Fushimi Makoto had come to amuse her, and while feeling helpless, she tried her best to remember his current smile.

I'll pay them back sooner or later!

Yang didn't say anything more, and continued to jump around while panting.

Since Makoto Fushimi said he would only film for ten seconds, he wouldn't film for even a second longer.

The moment he put down his phone, the strap on Yang Nai's left shoulder slipped down again.

"Could you please help me pull my clothes a little tighter?" Yang Nai's voice became even gentler.

Just as Fushimi Makoto was about to step forward, Haruno's right shoulder strap slipped down due to her violent movement.

Once the straps on both sides of the nightgown slipped down, the dress could no longer be held in place.

With a whoosh, her nightgown fell right down to her waist.

Fushimi Makoto and Haruno were both stunned.

The only sounds in the room were her panting and the thud of her little feet on the mat.