In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Under the influence of Nino's divine power, not to mention Teddy, even Tyson would have to kneel down.

After buying their drinks at a nearby ice cream shop, Fushimi Makoto and Eriri returned to the area, and Eriri's surprised voice immediately rang out: "Why did you take so long...? Huh? There's juice? Is it iced?"

Eriri's voice caught everyone's attention.

When they saw the pile of juice and milk tea that Fushimi Makoto was carrying, they suddenly realized, "No wonder you took so long."

“I know you young people like to drink this. If I only brought you snacks, it would make me seem like I don’t know how to take care of people.” Sayuri Sawamura had a very strong mentality, and her smile was flawless.

"Thank you, Auntie Lily," the girls said one after another.

Because of her guilty conscience, Sayuri Sawamura forgot to correct them, saying they should call her "older sister".

She brought two cups of coffee to Mrs. Yukinoshita and handed her one, saying, "Don't worry, it's not iced."

"Thank you," Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a smile as she accepted the gift.

They all like hot drinks.

"It's great that we both got to exercise seriously today, which is a rare treat," Sawamura Sayuri said as she sat down next to her best friend.

Upon hearing her bring up the topic of exercise, Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a hint of disdain, "Are you sure you've been exercising seriously? I was completely exhausted from running just now, while you've been slacking off the whole time."

"That's because I exercise regularly, so I don't need any extra exercise to maintain my figure."

"I also practice yoga and aerobic exercise, but I still tried my best to cooperate with you on the court."

"Okay, okay, I admit I was wrong, alright?"

The two beautiful women chatted and laughed for a while, when Sawamura Sayuri suddenly turned around and glanced at Fushimi Makoto, who was with the girls.

This guy is really thick-skinned. I've swallowed a thousand needles, and he still acts like nothing happened!

"What are you looking at?" Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed.

Sayuri Sawamura's lips curled up, perhaps because she felt a great sense of accomplishment for having managed to deceive her extremely perceptive best friend.

She laughed, her tone unchanged: "I'm thinking, should we have another match with him later? Anyway, it's still the two of us on a team, two against one, so we have the advantage."

"I refuse." Mrs. Yukinoshita answered without hesitation.

Why?

"Because I can guess that even if you go back on the field, you will just continue to slack off, and then I will be the only one sweating and putting in the effort."

Mrs. Yukinoshita said, touching her hair which was damp with sweat, "I'd rather go back and take a shower sooner."

"I want to take a shower too, but they're having so much fun, we can stay a little longer." Sayuri Sawamura had also worked up a lot of sweat.

Mrs. Yukinoshita did not refute this time. Since everyone had come out together and her daughter's progress was becoming more and more obvious, she certainly wouldn't want to spoil the fun.

Just then, a male voice came from the entrance of the venue: "Excuse me, do you need any more people here?"

Everyone turned around and saw two tall, thin young men standing there, holding tennis rackets in their hands, and their clothes had been changed.

"I don't need it, thank you." Shi Yu refused directly.

Everyone could tell that these two people had come specifically to strike up a conversation.

"Excuse me, this is a private gathering. Please try asking somewhere else." Nakano Ichika put on the fake polite smile she always wore when facing the media.

The two young people seemed to be struck by the smile and froze for a second. The one who had spoken earlier quickly said, "We mean no harm, really. It seems there are no other venues nearby, so we came to ask."

This time, Yukino and Utaha's expressions turned cold. They had refused so decisively, yet the other party still wouldn't leave.

"Fushimi, it's up to you." Yukino decided to assign the task to Fushimi Makoto.

Makoto Fushimi picked up his racket, stood up, and said to the two young men, "If you want to join our match, you'll have to pass my tennis test."

The two exchanged a smile and smiled confidently: "No problem, we are the main players of the university tennis team."

Seeing how happy they were, Fushimi Makoto was also pleased.

Two minutes later.

"Give me back the ball, I want to go home!"

"I'm not playing anymore! This is murder tennis!"

The two men who tried to pick her up ran away crying.

They were really crying.

Makoto Fushimi didn't hurt them; he just made sure that every time he swung his racket while playing tennis, he did so with great force and made sure that his opponents couldn't reach the ball.

If his previous tennis games with girls were considered normal, then this time his tennis style was like a cameo in "Tom and Jerry".

With each powerful swing, the tennis ball, almost invisible to the naked eye, grazed past the opponent's body before slamming hard against the wall behind them with a thud.

The reason it didn't hit the net that's meant to prevent the tennis ball from flying too far is because Makoto Fushimi had already punched a hole in it...

This terrifying "murder tennis" terrified the two men who had approached them; their legs went weak, and they dared not stay any longer.

"Was that your full strength just now?" Yukino stood beside the torn net, examining it with a serious expression.

"More or less," Fushimi Makoto gave an ambiguous answer.

Yukino pursed her lips and remained silent.

almost.

That means there's an even higher intensity.

This guy has really become a superman!

Yukino reached out and touched the net, feeling the gap between her and him widening.

Everyone, including the two beautiful women, was astonished by Fushimi Makoto's performance just now.

After Yukino went to check the net, the others followed suit and started discussing the net that had a hole in it.

"He hit every single ball to this spot!"

"Are we going to have to pay compensation?"

"With his strength, he could make a lot of money if he went to a construction site to carry bricks."

"Eri, have you caught Fushimi's crap? You've become stupid too."

"Xia Laofei, are you an idiot? I was just joking!"

"..."

After a while of commotion, the girls, except for the two beautiful women who didn't know enough about Fushimi Makoto's abilities, quickly accepted the fact.

Next, Ichika and Nino took turns to compete against Makoto Fushimi, and the group played until dinner time before finally disbanding.

The Nakano family's driver had brought the car over beforehand, and Ichika waved to Fushimi Makoto upon seeing this: "Get in the car, let's go back together."

Before Fushimi Makoto could speak, Mrs. Yukinoshita said, "You should go back first. I have something to discuss with him."

Sayuri Sawamura also said, "We still have a lot of questions to ask this guy."

The five sisters were stunned for a moment, recalling the scene of Fushimi Makoto easily hitting the net just now.

They all felt that the two aunties wanted to "torture" Fushimi Makoto.

Nakano Ichika smiled smugly and got into the car with her sisters.

"Don't we need to stay and help?" May asked after getting on the bus.

"Anyway, it'll be over tomorrow, so even if the two aunties ask some tricky questions, there's nothing to worry about," Ichika said cheerfully.

Nino rolled her eyes: "Since you're so eager to see Makoto make a fool of himself, why don't you just stay here, Ichika?"

"If I stay, won't I have to leave you all? I love you all very much, and I absolutely can't leave you!" Nakano Ichika said with a grin.

Nakano Miku shifted her position in disgust, moving further away from Ichika: "You're clearly worried that if you stay, you won't be able to help but laugh out loud."

the other side.

Because Utaha was close to Yukino Eriri, Sawamura Sayuri naturally brought her along as well.

However, after getting into the car, Sayuri Sawamura first put a bag under the seat.

Her action aroused Mrs. Yukinoshita's suspicion: "Why don't you put your bag on the seat?"

"Because I'm lazy," Sawamura Sayuri said, spouting nonsense.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was too lazy to say anything more; after all, it was just a small matter.

However, this is no small matter.

Because inside that bag were Sayuri Sawamura's discarded underwear.

Although she didn't think her best friend and the three girls, Yukino, would be so rude as to rummage through her bag, she was cautious and would never allow anything to happen.

"Luckily, I was smart enough to bring an extra set of clothes with me before I came today."

Sawamura Sayuri glanced at the last bit of mineral water left on her seat and inwardly gave herself a small compliment.

Chapter 388 Playing House

Since everyone came out to relax today, neither the Yukinoshita nor the Sawamura families arranged for a driver to come. Even the five sisters only got a driver because Nakano Maruo found out they were out having fun, and that's why the director specially arranged for a driver to come and pick them up.

The two beautiful women had already gotten into the car, with Mrs. Yukinoshita in the driver's seat, clearly indicating that she was driving.

Makoto Fushimi didn't rush to get in the car. Since Utaha had left her power bank behind, Eriri accompanied her back to the tennis court.

"How about we all come to my house for dinner later? Cheng will cook." Sawamura Sayuri leaned back in her chair, looking like a lazy, beautiful woman.

“Since we’re having dinner at your home, you should be the ones cooking,” Fushimi Makoto reminded him from outside the car.

Sawamura Sayuri leaned out of the car window: "What? Your older sister is so good to you, and you won't even cook a meal for me?"

Oh, that's okay.

She did a really good job.

Sitting in the back seat, Yukino thought about it and decided not to go home for the time being.

She really misses the kind of peanuts that Makoto Fushimi made.

Eriri and Utaha returned shortly after, but as soon as they got into the car and before they could even close the door, they heard a man's voice outside: "Excuse me, is this Ms. Sawamura's car?"

Sawamura Sayuri rolled down the car window and looked out, exclaiming in surprise, "Mr. Takeuchi? What are you doing here?"

Two men were standing outside. The one who was speaking was probably quite old, with a kind and friendly face.

The man next to him was tall and strong, with skin darker than average, probably due to years of being outdoors in the sun. His short-sleeved shirt and sweatpants couldn't hide his muscle definition, making it obvious that he had worked out.

Mrs. Yukinoshita also got out of the car, because she also knew Mr. Takeuchi.

Eriri whispered from the back seat, "I think he was an official? I can't quite remember, because Mom doesn't let me get involved in these things."

Yukino looked thoughtful: "I think I remember this face... Oh, I think I saw it in the election news."

"An election? So he's here specifically to get close to me?" Shi Yu guessed.

The three girls whispered among themselves for a while, and when they noticed that Fushimi Makoto didn't interrupt, Shiho couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Fushimi, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because I'm not interested," Fushimi Makoto said truthfully.

Shi Yu chuckled and joked, "I thought a guy as capable as you would be interested in things like elections."

Eriri nodded her little head: "There are quite a few boys in our class who like to talk about this kind of topic."

Fushimi Makoto chuckled: "Unless it's Fujiwara Chika running for office, I really have no interest."

"Who is Fujiwara Chika?" The three beautiful girls immediately looked at her with suspicion. "Judging from her name, she must be a woman, so she's a female official?"

“You don’t need to worry about these little things… By the way, Auntie and the others seem to have a lot to talk about. Shall we go down for some fresh air? It’s still a bit stuffy in the car,” Fushimi Makoto suggested.

None of the three, including Yukino, refused.

After they got out of the car, they deliberately kept their distance to avoid disturbing the conversation of the four people over there.

However, both Yukino and Utaha noticed that the tall, strong man over there seemed to have been staring at them since earlier.

The two girls with long, straight black hair exchanged a glance.

Shiyu asked with her eyes: Who is that guy? Who is he looking at?

Yukino shook her head gently; she wasn't quite sure either.

At this moment, Eriri muttered softly, "Why do I feel like that tall guy keeps looking this way? Is it just my imagination?"

Utaha gave Yukino another look: Look, even that idiot Eriri noticed it. It seems that the guy has no intention of hiding it at all.