In the time loop, I do whatever I want

She first used the light from her phone to check the location of the bed and was surprised to find that there was no one else on the bed.

"Didn't Ichika and the others come? That makes sense, the bed is only so big, there's no way four people can sleep in it."

She thought to herself, then closed the door behind her and, her face flushed, crawled into Fushimi Makoto's bed.

Who says only those who stand in the light are victors?

She burrowed into the darkness of her bed, and that was true victory.

While in his sleep, Fushimi Makoto felt as if he had grabbed something. He played with it for a while, thinking it was Ichika sneaking in, so he didn't bother to open his eyes and simply pulled the soft, fragrant girl into his arms.

Before five in the morning, Fushimi Makoto woke up as usual.

When he saw the girl still fast asleep in his arms, he was stunned for a moment.

"So it wasn't Ichika after all."

He gazed at the girl's sweet and adorable sleeping face, thinking to himself.

The person lying in his arms at that moment was Nakano Miku.

The girl slept very properly, without kicking off the covers or striking any unseemly poses. Her sweet and lovely sleeping face was resting completely against Fushimi Makoto's chest, her skin crystal clear, as if bathed in the morning light from the window.

Her fully developed body curled up slightly, the neckline loosening to reveal her delicate collarbone. The nightgown covering her chest rose and fell gently with her steady breathing, like ripples on water silently in the morning light.

Fushimi Makoto unconsciously looked down. Her bare, smooth feet, without socks, were as white as jade, delicate and lovely. Her ankles were slender yet full, and her toes were soft as if boneless. Her pink and pea-colored toenails seemed to be the most eye-catching blooming petals in this dimly lit room.

Cute, I want to...

Makoto Fushimi banished his distracting thoughts and carefully removed the arm that Miku Nakano had been draping over him.

This is his usual training time.

I wonder if Yang Nai is happily exercising again today.

Fushimi Makoto found it funny just thinking about it.

As he got out of bed and put on his shoes, he suddenly felt someone grab his arm.

He turned around, and Nakano Miku's small hand grasped his wrist, but the girl did not open her eyes, as if she had not woken up.

They are really cute.

Fushimi thought to himself.

He suppressed a laugh and pried Nakano Miku's hand away, but deliberately didn't leave.

Sure enough, Nakano Miku reached out again and grabbed it.

She still didn't open her eyes.

But her face gradually turned rosy, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fushimi Makoto turned around and gently stroked her delicate face: "Girls who play pranks so early in the morning will be punished."

Nakano Miku finally opened her eyes, her watery eyes filled with a shy yet burning glow.

She released Fushimi Makoto, turned over slightly, and kept her face up.

"Then punish me," she said, blushing.

Oh no, I'm totally smitten!

Because of Nakano Miku's excellent ganking awareness, Fushimi Makoto was successfully ambushed by her in the bushes, and today's training time had to be postponed.

……

On the day of the ball, Makoto Fushimi didn't go home after school because Mrs. Yukinoshita's black luxury car was already waiting at the door.

"So you've all arrived." Makoto Fushimi came to the back seat, smiled at Yukinoshita and her two daughters, and then greeted the driver.

The driver responded with a smile. He had a deep impression of Makoto Fushimi. That night, the two huskies started baring their teeth and growling for no reason, which seemed abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

He also suspected that Fushimi Makoto was involved, but it wasn't something a driver should concern himself with, so he consciously put it out of his mind.

"Yukino told me your clothing size before, so let's go change together now." When it comes to serious matters, Mrs. Yukinoshita always has this concise and efficient style.

Fushimi Makoto nodded.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was somewhat surprised that he didn't say anything, but couldn't help asking, "Speaking of which, you don't seem to have ever asked me why I insisted on having you attend the ball?"

Yukino and Haruno also looked over.

They care about this matter quite a bit.

At least Yukino knew that Makoto Fushimi was definitely not the type to enjoy balls.

“Since you’ve already made your decision, there’s no need for me to pry further. You won’t hurt me anyway,” Fushimi Makoto said casually.

Mrs. Yukino smiled gently: "You know how to say nice things, but unfortunately, I can tell you're just putting on a show."

"That's what's commonly known as flattery," Yang Nai said with a grin.

Fushimi Makoto stretched: "Yono-nee, how does self-discipline feel?"

Yang Nai immediately stopped laughing.

This time it was Yukino's turn to chuckle.

After receiving their respective formal wear, the group took a car to Yang Nai's apartment.

There's not much to say about men's formal wear; they're all the same kind of suit, with only minor differences in details.

Makoto Fushimi quickly changed into a suit. When he came out of the room, he found that the Yukinoshita sisters were not in the living room, only Mrs. Yukinoshita, who was already dressed in a black dress.

This beautiful woman's dress was very traditional, not even revealing her back, only showing off her elegant, fair neck.

Her makeup tonight was very sophisticated, not heavy, but rather the standard style of a strong, independent woman.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was also looking at Makoto Fushimi at that moment.

He is handsome and tall with a strong and sturdy build, possessing all the physical attributes to debut as an idol.

"good."

She simply commented once.

As Fushimi Makoto thought about seeing the beautiful Yukinoshita sisters again soon, he was in a good mood. Then he remembered that overused phrase on the internet that expressed a certain emotion: "The moonlight is beautiful."

Mrs. Yukinoshita's expression remained unchanged.

She knew that phrase.

However, she didn't find out on her own; instead, Yang would occasionally chat with her about topics that young people liked.

It's not even dark yet at this time of day, so there's no way you could see the moonlight.

So she reached out and tapped Fushimi Makoto's forehead.

"Are you being polite?" she said.

Chapter 356 Feeding a beautiful girl is a great experience

Ten minutes later, Makoto Fushimi met the Yukinoshita sisters in the living room, who had changed their clothes.

As if by prior arrangement, they both chose light-colored long dresses. Since the skirts didn't have any slits, they only revealed the sisters' delicate and smooth calves. Their ankles were slender and snow-white, and their skin was so delicate that there wasn't a single flaw. If you only looked at their legs, even Fushimi Makoto wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

Looking upwards, one sees slender, petite waists. It's often said that the waist is the most crucial area of ​​a beautiful woman, as it clearly reveals a woman's curves and the waist-to-hip ratio, which is most attractive to men, begins at the waistline. The waistline of the long dress is precisely where the sisters' most delicate edges meet, the pivotal point of their graceful figures.

As for going any further, Fushimi Makoto didn't think about it anymore.

After all, their developmental curves were completely different. Yukino's chest didn't have much of a curve, but she was beautiful and charming. Haruno had the curves of a mature woman, and with her habitual smile, as long as she wasn't thinking of playing pranks, she was a standard intellectual beauty.

The Yukinoshita sisters, of course, also noticed Makoto Fushimi's gaze.

Interestingly, they felt a surge of joy and pride almost simultaneously.

Yukino didn't say anything, but Haruno asked with a smile, "Isn't it beautiful?"

"To be honest, it's really good-looking," Fushimi Makoto said truthfully.

"So, who do you think is prettier, me or Yukino?" Haruno asked with ulterior motives, throwing out this classic, deadly question.

Although Yukino didn't speak, her concerned gaze was fixed on Fushimi Makoto, indicating that she was also waiting for his reply.

If the man is amenable, he will usually reply with an embarrassed smile, "You are all good-looking."

But Fushimi Makoto is different.

He said very simply, "Auntie is the prettiest."

The Yukinoshita sisters were stunned.

Yukino immediately gave him a disdainful look.

Yang Nai chuckled and said, "How cunning! You used your mother as a shield, so we really can't say anything more to you."

"Alright, it's time to go." Mrs. Yukinoshita said calmly.

She had an elegant posture and a steady gait.

It was as if what she had just said had no effect on her whatsoever.

But Makoto Fushimi could sense that she was hiding her joy.

The ball was held in a luxury villa in Setagaya Ward.

When Fushimi Makoto and his party arrived, there were already many luxury cars parked nearby.

"Sayuri and Eriri are here today too; they arrived even earlier than us. If you find it too noisy and troublesome here later, you can find a place to eat something first."

Mrs. Yukinoshita led the three young men, Makoto Fushimi, inside, speaking softly as she went.

She was saying this to Makoto Fushimi and Yukino.

Yang clearly cannot rest.

Although Yang Nai was also somewhat tired of such occasions, at least she didn't have to force herself to be self-disciplined today, which was good news.

After entering, Mrs. Yukinoshita separated from Makoto Fushimi and the other two, and walked towards the center of the magnificent hall.

"Eat something first, or you'll all be hungry later." Yang Nai had an expression that said, "I'm very experienced."

Fushimi Makoto casually picked up a slice of watermelon with his fork and asked, "Yono-nee, don't you need to socialize?"

"No rush, all my acquaintances are still busy." Yang Nai gestured with his eyes to the guests to his left.

“Normally, my older sister waits for our mother to call her over before she goes to chat with the guests.” Yukino seemed to be in a good mood today and was talking more.

Makoto Fushimi nodded: "I see... I saw Aunt Sayuri and the others. Eriri's smile is very much like that of a young lady from a wealthy family, completely different from how she is at school."

“She received this kind of education from a young age, so of course she can do it,” Yukino said, looking at her like she was an idiot.

"What I mean is, her current image is quite different from how she is in private, which is quite interesting."

"is it?"

Yukino paused, realizing she hadn't paid attention to such things before. But now, hearing Fushimi Makoto's words, she recalled the events and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "That's true."

Eriri is elegant and quiet at the ball, but in private she is a simple-minded girl who seems a bit silly and almost always wears her heart on her sleeve.

The contrast is quite interesting.

"Acheng, what exactly is that plan?" Yang Nai asked after eating something and feeling full.

Makoto Fushimi and Yukino looked over at the same time.

Yang met their gazes, not hiding the surprise in her voice: "It's just a seemingly ordinary plan, but it can actually determine whether I'm in the mood to exercise or study, and even the forced function of the plan failed because I have to attend a dance tonight..."

The more she spoke, the more surprised she became: "No matter how I look at it, I still think that plan is too smart."

"It's not intelligence, it's scientific rationality," Fushimi Makoto corrected.

Do you think a workout plan that forces someone to exercise can be categorized as scientific?

"Why not?"

"You... forget it, I won't argue with you, lest I fall into your trap."

Yang Nai smiled shrewdly, then looked at her younger sister: "Is the plan you gave Yukino like this, Acheng?"

“No.” Yukino laughed.

Yang Nai immediately adopted a resentful expression: "You're treating me differently! I hate this kind of thing the most."

Makoto Fushimi and Yukino exchanged a glance and said in unison, "You chose it yourself."