In the time loop, I do whatever I want

However, her small body, even when she makes an expression of embarrassment or anger, doesn't have any intimidating power; it only makes her seem cute.

After dinner, Makoto Fushimi went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Shizuka Hiratsuka and Shizuka rested for a while, then borrowed a yoga mat from him and started exercising openly in the living room.

When Fushimi Makoto came out of the kitchen, he saw them doing planks on the floor, drenched in sweat.

Both of them were covered in sweat, which dripped down their fair faces onto the carpet. Because Matsukaze Mayu was wearing a bodycon skirt, her curves were undoubtedly more alluring than Hiratsuka Shizuka's when she did the plank.

After all, she was sticking her head out even higher.

"Stop peeking over there, come over if you want to see!" Hiratsuka Shizuka had already noticed the person at the kitchen door.

“I didn’t peek at all!” Fushimi Makoto walked over.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was too lazy to argue. She had returned to her original position, supporting herself on the floor with both hands, revealing the full curves of her straight and shapely legs.

Only at times like these does her perfect waist-to-hip ratio, comparable to that of Matsukaze Mayu, truly reveal itself.

Because she usually prefers to wear long sleeves and pants, and sometimes even a long coat, even Yukino and the others who are close to her overlook one thing: her figure is quite mature and alluring.

If she hadn't been working out like she does now, people would probably just think: she's pretty and tall, and they'd know nothing about her figure.

But things are different now.

As Hiratsuka Shizuka's "shareholder," Fushimi Makoto knew all too well how perfect this woman's waist-to-hip ratio was.

Especially when she supports her body with her hands and her tall figure is fully straightened, looking down from above gives her the curvaceous look of a mermaid.

In summary, she is actually the same type of woman as Matsukaze Mayu, with naturally wide hips that make her skirts fit incredibly tightly.

She rarely wears skirt suits, so many people don't know how good her figure is.

Fushimi Makoto watched for a while and saw that they were starting to pant, so he knew that their exercise time was almost over.

So he got up, walked behind the two of them, and said, "Would you like me to give you some pointers?"

Just as Matsukaze Mayu was about to agree, Hiratsuka Shizuka asked suspiciously, "Guidance is fine, but why are you walking behind us?"

"Because it looks better this way," Fushimi Makoto said truthfully.

“You really are shameless.” Hiratsuka Shizuka took another breath. “But our training is almost over, and we’re going to take a bath soon, so even if you have any suggestions, we’ll have to wait until later.”

Matsukaze Mayu listened silently; in fact, she really wanted Fushimi Makoto to give her guidance.

Even if you don't point at her, just guide her, she's willing to listen.

But she would never know that she had inadvertently guessed Fushimi Makoto's thoughts.

“Since Shizuka is so tough, I’ll start by instructing you.” Fushimi Makoto said, squatting down.

Hiratsuka Shizusa was wondering how he was going to give her advice when she suddenly felt a chill.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned around, embarrassed and annoyed, asking, "What are you doing?"

Fushimi Makoto showed off his fingers: "Haven't you noticed that my hands have gotten even more powerful?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

It only happened in the blink of an eye, and my trousers were thrown aside.

She didn't even notice the pants, and instinctively asked, "How did you do that?"

Fushimi Makoto: "There's nothing special about it, it's just a matter of practice."

"Really? I don't believe it." Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to be provoking him.

Once this older single woman has tasted the sweetness of success, as long as she doesn't get caught up in her own internal struggles, she actually has plenty of courage and enthusiasm.

Of course, this abundance also includes her firepower.

“Then I’ll demonstrate it again.” Fushimi Makoto reached out and touched her waist.

Hiratsuka Shizuka instinctively held her breath and stared intently at his movements.

Matsukaze Mayu lost all interest in exercising and simply sat down, watching curiously from the side.

The two watched as Fushimi Makoto's hand covered her, slowly moving up from Hiratsuka Shizuka's slender waist. The moment it reached her back, his fingers touched her, making a few meaningless fingertip movements.

Matsukaze Mayu was completely bewildered, but Hiratsuka Shizuka's face flushed even more, and she couldn't hide the surprise in her voice: "How is this possible?"

"What happened?" Matsukaze Mayu asked hurriedly.

Hiratsuka Shizuka lowered her head awkwardly and shyly: "...My bra has been unhooked."

Matsukaze Mayu opened her red lips in surprise: "That amazing?"

Makoto Fushimi raised his hand: "Now you believe me, right, Shizuka?"

"Thanks to you, I can't exercise anymore!" Hiratsuka Shizuya sat down.

However, she immediately covered her chest to prevent her inner clothes from falling down.

"Come on, let's take a shower!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka casually grabbed Matsukaze Mayu's hand, her face flushed, and fled the scene quickly, even abandoning her pants.

After the hot water was filled, the two beautiful teachers lay down in the bathtub together, both of them unable to help but let out a comfortable groan.

Hiratsuka Shizuka closed her eyes, her mind still replaying what had just happened.

His hands are so fast and fierce, who can beat him!

"Xiaojing, how do you think Acheng practices his finger joints? Why do they look so nimble?" Matsukaze Mayu asked curiously.

“How would I know… Oh, he often has the opportunity to practice on us, maybe he’s been secretly practicing his technique for a long time.”

"You're being too blunt," Matsukaze Mayu said shyly, lowering her gaze.

Feeling embarrassed, Hiratsuka Shizuka changed the subject: "By the way, Ms. Yukinoshita sent me a message this morning. She said she plans to go on a trip with Ms. Sayuri in December, and she wants us to come along too."

"Huh? Us?" Matsukaze Mayu was stunned; she wasn't that familiar with the two beautiful women.

Hiratsuka Shizuka also thought of the same thing and muttered in confusion, "Although I am fairly familiar with Ms. Yukinoshita, our friendship is not that close as to going out together."

Matsukaze Mayu blinked, confused: "So?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka took a deep breath and said softly, "I suspect she may have discovered something."

"what?"

Matsukaze Mayu was taken aback and stood up from the bathtub, her hot and sexy body exposed to the air.

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked quite nervous, but she still comforted him, "Don't worry, this is just my guess. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

“But… I think you’re right.” Matsukaze Mayu sat back down guiltily.

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed, her feelings complicated.

She also felt that she hadn't said anything wrong.

But if it turns out to be just as I suspect, then things get really scary.

She didn't tell Fushimi Makoto about this because she hadn't made a final decision yet and didn't want to spread false information.

However, after talking with Mrs. Yukinoshita that morning, she seriously recalled that when the two of them were in the office, the two ladies had noticed their emotional changes.

If the other party did discover it, it was most likely around that time.

"Forget it, don't think about it too much." Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't want her best friend to be in a tense mood, so she forced herself to say in a low voice, "I've thought of a very interesting way to play with that shrinking flashlight, but I need you to come with me so I'll have the courage."

Mayu Matsukaze's attention was diverted when she saw Shizuka Hiratsuka beckoning, and she curiously went over to her.

Then, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to say a word.

"Um... if you don't want to, then forget it." Hiratsuka Shizuka was also ashamed, her voice trembling.

"I...I'm willing, because he'll definitely like it," Matsukaze Mayu murmured softly.

"So it's settled then?"

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you."

Imagining that daring and exciting scene, both of them started breathing rapidly.

In short, what they had to do was: two people fall down, and Fushimi gets his fill.

Oh no, it should be that they ate their fill first.

Chapter 396 Yukino after Shrinking

Over the next few days, everyone, including Fushimi Makoto himself, was very busy.

Since it's already December, Ichika Nakano has been taking more leave of absence, and she's been going to promote the movie with the crew almost every few days.

It is precisely because of this incident that students have been seeing more and more news about Ichika Nakano online recently, and her popularity at school has once again returned to its peak.

Makoto Fushimi is basically shuttling between Hayato Hayama and Eriri. The former is diligently filming "Once Upon a Time in Tokyo," while the latter is forcibly self-disciplined according to the schedule.

Both sides needed his guidance and assistance, and he once again entered a busy "spinning top" state.

Yukino and the others were busy with their own things, so it wasn't until four days later that Makoto Fushimi had the chance to go and show Yukino the shrinking flashlight.

He sent Yukino a message after school, and only after the girl replied, "I'm at home now," did he use the Anywhere Door to pass through her.

Yukino, who was in the living room, saw a figure appear out of nowhere in front of her. She instinctively put down the book in her hand and stood up in fright.

But when she saw the person's face clearly, she immediately said with a headache, "Since you came here using the Anywhere Door, you should have told me in advance."

"Sorry, I thought you had already guessed it." Fushimi Makoto casually put away the Anywhere Door.

Yukino sat back down, curling her fingers and rubbing her temples: "If she hadn't come to my house, I could have guessed that you would appear using the Anywhere Door."

"she?"

Makoto Fushimi glanced at the bedroom with the door tightly closed. He had noticed there was another person inside when he arrived.

Based on the two different scents in the air, he could tell that the person in the room was Shiyu.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai didn't go home after school; she came straight here with me," Yukino explained.

"Then why are you sitting in the living room while she's inside, and she even closed the door?" Fushimi Makoto sized up the beautiful girl in front of him.

After she got home, she changed out of her uniform, wearing a light-colored jacket over a white undershirt and light blue slim-fit jeans.

That's right, this was the first time Makoto Fushimi had ever seen Yukino wearing jeans instead of a skirt.

These jeans perfectly showcased her beautiful leg curves, making her legs appear straight and long, especially at the waist-to-hip ratio, where they added a soft curve that she had never shown before.

Although her waist-to-hip ratio is not as full and mature as Shi Yu's, she has the most slender and petite waist, as well as a pair of beautiful legs that are as dazzling as white jade.

"Your eyes are wandering again." Yukino was about to answer the question when she noticed Fushimi Makoto's unreserved gaze.

"You look great in jeans," Fushimi Makoto sincerely complimented.

"Thank you. Are there any other words?" Yukino crossed her arms, and even in this posture, her chest didn't have much of a curve.

"This is the first time I've seen you wear this."

"This was a gift from my sister. It's getting cold, and I'm too lazy to wear a skirt anymore."

"Too lazy to wear a skirt? Are you still the same young lady I know?"

Yukino immediately gave her a dangerous look.

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged: "What I mean is, you used to be very cute, but now you've lost a fraction of that."

Yukino seemed unable to bear it any longer and said with a cold face, "What I mean is, if I'm going to wear a skirt, I'll definitely wear thermal tights too. If that Fushimi dog sees me in those clothes, I'll probably have to change them again."

"Why change?" Fushimi Makoto pretended not to understand.

Yukino's expression remained cold: "Fushimi is a dog, and dogs lick people."

"But if you give the order in advance, Fushimi-inu, whom you mentioned, won't act recklessly."

"Oh?"

Yukino seemed intrigued, and a strange smile appeared on her previously cold face: "Give me your hand."

Fushimi Makoto extended his hand to her.

Yukino's smile widened: "Spin around."

Fushimi Makoto immediately moved closer, and before she could react, he wrapped his arms around her soft waist and spun her around in place.

Yukino's smile froze on the spot.

"Any other instructions?" Fushimi asked.

Looking at his face so close to hers, Yukino's cheeks flushed a lovely blush.