In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Yukino turned to look at Fushimi Makoto, intending to discuss it with him.

Then she heard Fushimi Makoto say, "He's looking at me."

"Ok?"

The three girls' attention was immediately drawn to it.

Fushimi Makoto explained casually, "He's been staring at me ever since he appeared. Although he tried to hide it, his enthusiasm was undeniable."

"Enthusiasm?" Eriri's expression was strange.

“Oh, I wasn’t quite right. It should be called intense heat and excitement,” Fushimi Makoto corrected.

"Huh? That sounds even weirder!" Eriri retorted.

These words sounded like they came from Nan Tong's gaze.

But Fushimi Makoto knew in his heart that this was not some Sichuan opera, but a battle cry.

Although he didn't know the other person at all.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto didn't continue to explain, Shiyu wisely stopped asking. She played with the pendant he had given her and asked, "Are you going to train again tonight after you go back?"

"Yes, of course I will." Eriri said, indicating that she is very self-disciplined.

Yukino glanced at Utaha and said indifferently, "What? Did you lose so badly on the field today that you want to drag everyone down into training?"

"As expected of you, you always manage to guess what I'm thinking right away," Shi Yu replied with a less-than-friendly smile.

Eriri froze, blinking her eyes, thinking to herself, "How come I didn't notice?"

Yukino replied in her usual indifferent tone, "I'm going to study with May tonight, and exercise is scheduled for the afternoon."

"Then I'll go with Eriri today," Utaha decided.

Eriri immediately smiled; she was very happy to have someone accompany her during exercise.

Just as Shi Yu finished speaking, she accidentally flung the pendant in her hand, which landed right in the gap between the two cars.

"Oops!"

Shi Yu's expression changed. This pendant was a valuable item, and she was genuinely worried that she might break it.

"Don't worry, this pendant isn't that fragile," Fushimi Makoto said, sensing her emotions.

"That's good." Shi Yu hurriedly ran over, only to find that the car was parked very improperly, with a very small gap in the middle. She tried to turn sideways to walk in, and then... she got stuck by her own chest.

"Fushimi, help me out," Shiyu called out, slightly embarrassed. It was the first time she realized that having a great figure could be a problem.

Yukino and Eriri also came over, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Seiya Fushimi suppressed a laugh and carefully pulled Shiho out.

"What's so funny?" Shi Yu's cheeks flushed slightly, a little embarrassed and annoyed.

"Kasumi, you need to lose weight." Eriri wouldn't miss this opportunity to mock her enemy.

Yukino is better at being shrewd with words: "You always like to show off your big breasts in front of everyone, and I thought you were very satisfied with your figure, but the emotions you just revealed clearly show that's not the case."

“Yukino is right!” Eriri smiled.

Shi Yu bit her red lips, seemingly wanting to retaliate, but then she thought of something and suddenly put on a beautiful smile: "If it were you guys, I think you wouldn't even need to adjust your positions to easily squeeze in. In that case, you really are very cute."

Eriri was a little confused: "Cute?"

Yukino remained expressionless.

Shiyu deliberately covered her mouth and laughed, "Yes, you girls with small chests are really cute."

"Kasumi, you really do want to start a fight, don't you?" Eriri yawned.

Yukino said coldly, "I was just thinking about whether I should help you pick up the pendant, but it seems there's no need for that."

Eriri chimed in fiercely, "Yeah, I'm not going to help you either."

Shi Yu's smile froze; she absolutely couldn't bear to throw that pendant away.

But it's impossible to get her to give in to Yukino and the other two so quickly.

So she turned around, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Fushimi Makoto, trying to seek help.

“It’s not that complicated.” Fushimi Makoto walked over.

"Do you have a solution?" Shi Yu quickly followed.

Yukino and Eriri also came over.

The three girls' positions perfectly blocked Fushimi Makoto's view.

Then, Makoto Fushimi reached out and lifted the Toyota car on the left.

Eriri was speechless.

Yukino and Utaha were also stunned.

They already knew that Makoto Fushimi was strong, but to be able to lift a car with one hand, wasn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

"What are you standing there for? Go pick something up," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Oh." Shiyu moved her feet mechanically, and even her sexy waist and hips didn't sway as beautifully as usual.

After she picked up the pendant, Makoto Fushimi casually put the car down, and she subconsciously asked, "You can even move a car?"

“If you want to see, I can try to lift the car up,” Fushimi Makoto said, pointing to the car from before.

"Are you kidding me? How could one person possibly lift a car?" Eriri couldn't believe it at all. She even wondered if Makoto Fushimi was planning to use a bamboo dragonfly to help.

Yukino didn't interrupt. She rested her chin on the back of her hand, adopting a scrutinizing posture, her gaze sweeping back and forth over Fushimi Makoto.

Judging from the way the second young lady is acting, she might want to do some research again tonight.

At this moment, Sayuri Sawamura and her group walked over. After a brief greeting, the two beautiful women were about to take their leave when the strong man asked in English, "You must be Makoto Fushimi, who's rumored to be incredibly good at fighting online, right?"

Everyone except Makoto Fushimi was stunned for a moment.

So that's what his fighting spirit meant just now.

Fushimi Makoto probably guessed what the other person was thinking, and replied in English, "It's me."

The kind-looking man interjected, "This is Mr. Basong. He just arrived here from Thailand three months ago. He currently runs a boxing gym here, and business is quite good."

“No, my boxing gym is doing terribly.” The other person shook his head. “If I don’t come up with a solution soon, my gym might have to go out of business.”

"What does this have to do with us?" Fushimi Makoto asked deliberately.

Basong stared at him intently: "I've seen the videos of you fighting with others online. I have to say you're really capable. At least I wasn't that good at your age."

"so?"

"I'd like to spar with you once, right here at my boxing gym."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile vanished: "Mr. Bassong, don't you think it's completely unreasonable for an adult to ask a high school student to spar with you?"

The other person's tone remained unchanged: "If he were just an ordinary high school student, then I really shouldn't do this. But I've seen all his videos online, and many people praise him as the Tokyo Sword Saint, a ruthless person who can take on seven opponents at once, and so on. Since he's a master, then of course I can invite him."

This man's undisguised words made his intentions clear to everyone present: because Fushimi Makoto was very famous, he hoped to make money through this sparring match.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to use Fushimi Makoto as a stepping stone to boost his own fame.

"Acheng, you don't need to agree to his request," Mrs. Yukinoshita offered her opinion.

Sawamura Sayuri tugged at Fushimi Makoto's arm: "My opinion on this kind of meaningless thing is the same as Yukinoshita's."

Under everyone's gaze, Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "I'm actually quite interested."

Meeting the two beautiful women's questioning gazes, he said unhurriedly, "Just consider it a pre-dinner exercise. Besides, haven't you been wanting to know my full strength for a while? Now's the perfect opportunity."

The two beautiful women weren't embarrassed that Fushimi Makoto had seen through their long-held thoughts; they were just a little hesitant.

"Are you sure there's no danger?" Yukino suddenly asked.

"You can relax and watch a demonstration boxing match from the sidelines later," Fushimi Makoto replied.

Yukino understood immediately and turned to the two beautiful women, saying, "Mother, Aunt Sayuri, we can follow his arrangements."

“Alright.” Although Mrs. Yukinoshita was unwilling to let Makoto Fushimi take the risk, she had no choice but to agree now that things had come to this.

As the two resumed their conversation, Eriri quietly tugged at Fushimi Makoto's sleeve: "Are you sure everything's alright?"

Makoto Fushimi: "I could even beat him up while holding you and spiraling into the sky with a bamboo dragonfly."

"Who wants you to hug me!" Eriri's face turned red; she had even missed the point.

But soon, she shyly turned her head away and whispered, "You have to be careful."

“It was just a game of make-believe,” Makoto Fushimi said.

Chapter 389 Eriri's Great Discovery

After both sides made their decisions, they got into their respective cars and headed to the boxing gym.

Inside the car, the middle-aged man named Takeuchi said helplessly, "Mr. Basong, I can understand your eagerness to boost the popularity of the boxing gym and gain a foothold in Tokyo, but you were too impulsive today."

"You think I'll lose?" The other person glanced at me sideways.

"It's hard to say." The middle-aged man shook his head. "Anyway, I won't help you with anything else. I'm quite familiar with Yukinoshita and the Sawamura family. Your rude suggestion to spar with a high school student has already damaged my good impression of them."

Basong ignored the second half of his sentence: "Mr. Takeuchi, aren't you overestimating Fushimi Makoto?"

"It's not an overestimation; I've read all the news about that Fushimi Makoto online. To be honest, I've never seen such a powerful high school student, especially the news video of him being surrounded and beaten by a group of people in a shopping mall, but still managing to easily fight back. That left a deep impression on me."

“I’ve seen that news report too. I could have done it if I had done it back then.”

"Do whatever you want. I'll just be a spectator from now on. If you really cause trouble, you'll have to clean it up yourself. I won't help you."

The middle-aged man spoke somewhat coldly, glanced at the driver, and then closed his eyes to rest.

He now regrets bringing this Muay Thai expert to meet the Yukinoshita and Sawamura families, because the two had known each other for a long time, and the other party was indeed skilled. He helped this Muay Thai expert with the idea that "having more friends means having more options."

But he didn't expect the other party to be so impulsive.

Looking for a high school student to spar with?

Ha, I think you're just trying to ride on someone else's popularity to become famous.

Regardless of who wins or loses, he will no longer participate in what follows, and he has even decided to sever ties with Basong.

the other side.

Since Makoto Fushimi and his group got on the bus, Yukino, Utaha, and Eriri haven't said a word.

But they weren't worried or nervous; their emotions gradually calmed down.

When Yukino and the other two heard Fushimi Makoto agree to the Muay Thai expert's request, they were indeed nervous because they were "concerned."

But as they calmed down, they all remembered Makoto Fushimi's superhuman physique and the image of him lifting the car with one hand.

Their mood changed.

"Won't that gym leader get punched into the ICU by Fushimi?" X3

The same thought popped into the minds of Yukino and the other two.

At this moment, Mrs. Yukinoshita, who was driving, asked, "Acheng, why did you agree to that person's request? You should be able to tell that he wasn't trying to have a friendly spar, but rather wanted to use your online fame for publicity."

“Yes, I noticed that too,” Fushimi Makoto admitted.

"Then why did you agree to his request?" Sayuri Sawamura couldn't help but ask.

Just moments before, she and Makoto Fushimi had lived up to that saying in the car: "A liar will swallow a thousand needles."

Logically speaking, she should be a little awkward right now, but now that something new has happened, her concern for Fushimi Makoto has long surpassed that little bit of awkwardness in her heart.

"Like I just said, just think of it as a little exercise before dinner," Fushimi Makoto replied again.

The two beautiful women didn't believe it at all.

Yukino and Utaha exchanged a subtle glance.

Utaha picked up her phone, deliberately turning her body to block Eriri's view, and began to edit a text message for Yukino.

Shiyu: [Is it because of the time loop that he wants to be a little more unrestrained?]

Yukino: [More than that, given his style, he most likely wants to use this opportunity to show us his true strength.]

After sending the message, Yukino paused slightly, then added: "Of course, that's assuming that Basong can get Fushimi to use his full strength; otherwise, we definitely won't see him at his peak today."

Shiyu also thought it made sense.