In the time loop, I do whatever I want

She had witnessed Fushimi Makoto's terrifying athletic ability.

She went to fight Fushimi Makoto?

What's the difference between this and playing the clown to make everyone laugh?

Ichika Nakano linked arms with Eriri and encouraged her, "You have to believe in yourself. You said you're sticking to your training. We've all put in so much effort and sweat, isn't it all for the sake of improvement?"

Eriri: I have tried my best, but why is sweat on my face right now?

Just hearing that she was to compete against Fushimi Makoto made her sweat profusely.

"Eri, you can do it, I believe in you!" Nakano Ichika resolutely carried out her plan of taking on multiple opponents at once, and she even secretly hid her hands behind her back, gesturing to her younger sisters.

Nino and the others exchanged a glance, then leaned closer with a helpless expression, saying in unison, "We believe in you too."

Eriri: "I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm being controlled by an invisible hand."

Chapter 384 This ball, with ten years of experience, can you catch it?

Nakano Ichika's plan was simple: to wear down Fushimi Makoto through a series of attacks.

Fortunately, they hadn't stopped training, and everyone's physical functions had improved significantly. Ichika also made a special inquiry to confirm that the younger sisters had become much stronger, which gave her the courage to propose a series of challenges.

She did this partly to test her overall strength, and partly because she was sure that if she did this and then encouraged Yukino and Utaha, the two girls with long black hair would most likely join in.

In this way, everyone was automatically grouped: the five sisters and Eriri were in one group, and Utaha and Yukino were in another group.

With a numerical advantage, even if we can't defeat Fushimi Makoto, as long as we can outnumber Yukino and the others, it would be a small victory!

She wasn't worried about being criticized by Yukino and the other two because she knew Yukino well; the other was too proud and confident to care about such a small matter.

This is the kind of cunning she learned from the adults on the film set!

Because they weren't trying to hide their conversation, Yukino and Utaha, who had just put their things down, also heard it.

"They're really energetic; they decided on the match order so quickly," Shiyu remarked casually.

Yukino glanced at her indifferently: "Senpai only sees the surface."

"On the surface?" Shi Yu raised an eyebrow, adopting a posture of eager interest. "Then please explain."

"Given her personality, now that she has made a plan and assembled her own team, she will come looking for us next."

"What does she want from us... Wait, does she perhaps want the two of us to team up?" Shi Yu realized.

“Obviously.” Yukino remained as relaxed as ever.

Utaha looked Yukino up and down, her smile meaningful: "Would you like to team up with me?"

“Normally I wouldn’t want to, but I’m very interested in wearing down Fushimi, and it’s also a good opportunity for me to test my progress. After thinking it over, I know I can’t do this alone.” Yukino was quite meticulous.

Shi Yu's smile remained unchanged as she extended her hand to her: "Then, it's a pleasure to work with you."

"It's a pleasure working with you." Yukino shook hands with her.

This scene was witnessed by many people present. Sawamura Sayuri, laughing and joking, linked arms with Yukinoshita-san and said, "I can smell the scent of youth. It's so good to be young~"

Before Mrs. Yukinoshita could speak, Fushimi Makoto's voice came from the side: "You just mentioned youth, right?"

"what's wrong?"

"Since you mentioned the keyword 'youth,' then you must give it your all later, otherwise you will be letting down the power of youth."

"Huh? We're going to play too?" Sayuri Sawamura was stunned.

Mrs. Yukinoshita sized up Fuki Kenshin and said with a stern face, "What kind of trick are you up to now?"

"No." Fushimi Makoto said seriously, "I just thought that since everyone rarely gets to go out and have fun, it would be very boring if you guys didn't participate in the exercise."

Sawamura Sayuri raised her hand and tapped Fushimi Makoto on the head: "What are you saying, you brat? How can a younger brother be so rude to his older sister?"

"You brat?" Fushimi Makoto looked surprised.

This was the first time he had ever heard this title from Sayuri Sawamura, so much so that he was stunned for a second.

Mrs. Yukinoshita frowned beside her: "Sayuri."

Sawamura Sayuri immediately understood and explained with a smile, "He calls me 'older sister,' so isn't he my younger brother?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Judging from her eyes, she probably meant: You're really shameless.

But for some reason, the words were on the tip of her tongue when she changed them to something else: "Your brother is my brother, right?"

Sawamura Sayuri exclaimed in surprise, "Eh? You would actually say something like that?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't explain, but turned to Makoto Fushimi and said, "You should go change your clothes too. We'll be going on stage later, so I hope you don't lose too early."

Fushimi Makoto adopted a condescending air: "Do I need to tell you that I am Echizen Ryoma's unofficial disciple?"

Who is Ryoma Echizen?

The two beautiful women looked at each other in bewilderment.

Fushimi Makoto didn't continue speaking, and instead went to change his clothes, feigning profundity.

Soon the girls changed their clothes, followed by two beautiful women.

When they all appeared before Makoto Fushimi, dressed in tennis skirts and wearing tennis caps, he was immediately overwhelmed with dizziness.

It's dazzling!

It's so white it's blinding!

Because everyone had to go on stage, when they changed clothes, they all took off their black pantyhose, the flesh-colored stockings of the two beautiful women, and the stockings of Yukino and the others.

And their legs are all very beautiful. With so many pairs of fair and plump legs appearing now, it's really hard for Makoto Fushimi, who never hides that he's a leg fetishist, to look away.

"Acheng."

Ichika Nakano ran up to Makoto Fushimi with a tennis racket in hand, and said with a sly smile, "Isn't it beautiful?"

"It's very good." Fushimi Makoto gave a thumbs up.

The skirts fell right at their knees, which completely revealed the shapely, fair curves of their calves, making them practically reflect light under the sunlight.

"Is that all? Aren't there any other words?" Ichika Nakano feigned dissatisfaction.

Fushimi Makoto looked at her fair, slender legs: "You guys are definitely wearing safety shorts, right?"

He asked casually, and Nakano Ichika spun around in front of him with a grin.

With a whoosh, her skirt billowed up, revealing black safety shorts underneath... Wait! These aren't safety shorts!

These are clearly my Li-Ning track pants!

The more Fushimi Makoto looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.

He also remembered that quite a few girls had borrowed his sweatpants before, but very few of them returned them.

He never expected to see his Li-Ning sports pants again today.

Sweatpants, it's so good that you're still alive and haven't been thrown away.

"What are you doing over there?!" came Nakano Satsuki's tense voice.

Makoto Fushimi and Ichika turned to look, and everyone, including Mrs. Yukinoshita, seemed to have agreed to give them disgusted looks.

Sawamura Sayuri kept laughing: "Seriously, Ichika, you're a girl, and a future superstar. You need to pay attention to your image."

Nakano Ichika's cheeks flushed slightly. Being stared at by so many people did make her a little embarrassed, but fortunately, she had been in the film crew for so long that she had long since developed a thick skin: "A-Cheng is not an outsider, and besides, I only showed him my safety shorts."

"Those are clearly sweatpants, and the more I look at them, the more familiar they seem," Nino Nakano retorted.

Sawamura Sayuri continued with a laugh, "Even if it's safety shorts, you shouldn't show them to boys, because that would make you seem frivolous."

Ichika Nakano didn't argue and nodded, "I understand, thank you, Aunt Sayuri."

"Call me 'sister'!"

"Oh, thank you, Sister Lily."

"That's more like it~"

Sawamura Sayuri smiled again, her teasing expression written all over her face: "Makoto, now that you've already examined Ichika, shouldn't you examine someone else next?"

Upon hearing this, many girls present blushed.

Fushimi Makoto wouldn't fall for it: "You're mistaken. I wasn't checking Ichika just now. She accidentally showed her safety shorts when she was spinning around. That's all."

"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. Just tell me if you want to check." Sayuri Sawamura smiled, glancing at her blushing daughter. "Eriri is wearing safety shorts too, do you want to...?"

"Mom!" Eriri quickly interrupted her mother, embarrassed and annoyed, "I would never show my safety shorts to a boy!"

Sawamura Sayuri smiled and said, "Then how about the adorable Yukino?"

Yukino sighed, seemingly unable to bear it any longer: "Auntie Sayuri, please don't drag me into this."

As she spoke, she reached out and pressed down on the hem of her skirt, seemingly to keep someone in check. But the way she did it, combined with the helpless expression on her face, was undeniably adorable.

At least Sayuri Sawamura and Makoto Fushimi both think so.

"Alright, it's time to start exercising. Everyone, let's not waste any time." Mrs. Yukinoshita adjusted her tennis cap and made the decision.

Sawamura Sayuri, however, didn't care about her best friend's comment. She deliberately smiled at Fushimi Makoto and said, "My sister is wearing safety shorts too."

Makoto Fushimi: "I don't care whether you're wearing safety shorts or bell-bottoms."

Just kidding, with so many eyes watching, he wasn't going to play along with Sayuri Sawamura's joke.

Besides, even if there was no one else around, he knew that this beautiful woman would never lift her skirt to show him her safety shorts.

"You come here right now!"

Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't stand it anymore, so she grabbed her best friend and forcibly dragged her away.

After everyone finished warming up on the sidelines, Nakano Ichika stared at Yukino and Utaha and asked, "Have you decided to team up?"

"Yes." Yukino nodded.

Shi Yu asked with a half-smile, "Isn't this what you've been waiting for? Why are you asking another question now?"

"Huh? How did you know I was looking forward to it?"

"It was Yukinoshita who guessed; she seems to know you very well."

"Oh dear, I didn't expect to be exposed so quickly~"

Ichika Nakano's playful and adorable appearance makes her look like a cute girl.

But neither Yukino nor Utaha bought into it.

Yukino interrupted them directly: "Who goes first?"

"I'll send out our vanguard general first, Eriri." Nakano Ichika waved her hand, and Eriri stepped forward hesitantly.

Shiyu was amused by Eriri's appearance: "Why don't you show some spirit? You look like a quail right now, you're just about to tremble with fear in your hands."

Eriri blushed and said angrily, "That's Fushimi! You've seen his explosive power before. You wouldn't be confident either."

“No, I’m very confident. That’s what makes me different from you. Speaking of which…” Shi Yu smiled, her tone full of teasing: “You look so utterly lacking in confidence right now, just like a loser in a comic book, and a blonde loser at that.”

"Huh? What are you saying, you fat old woman? I think you're the one who looks like a loser!" Eriri retorted, her face flushed.

Yukino and Nakano Ichika were both stunned.

"Xia Laofei?"

They all smiled subtly.

Nakano Ichika is watching Utaha's big drum.

Yukino scanned the area up and down, and finally nodded slightly as if making a comment, looking like she agreed with the nickname "Kasumi Fatty".

As expected, Utaha and Eriri started arguing again.

Whether it's "blonde loser" or "Kasumi the fat old man," both of these nicknames are enough to break your defenses.

Makoto Fushimi had already picked up his tennis racket, his gait exuding an air of superiority that Sasuke Uchiha possessed. As he entered the court, he asked in a cold tone, "Who goes first?"

"Huh? That's quite an aura. He's obviously a master." Sayuri Sawamura joked.

“I am already a master.” Fushimi Makoto paused briefly, as if gathering his emotions. “I will not disgrace my teacher, Echizen Ryoma.”

After saying that, he picked up the tennis ball, tossed it lightly, and then unleashed a fierce smash.

boom!