In the time loop, I do whatever I want

What excited her even more was that Makoto Fushimi could easily send an adult flying, especially the loud noise from the machine he crashed into, which sent her adrenaline soaring.

"What I meant by 'letting loose' is roughly this," Fushimi Makoto said to Haruno.

Yang Nai's red lips parted slightly, a captivating blush rising on her cheeks: "Not enough."

As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed Fushimi Makoto's wrist and turned to run away.

That's what makes it exciting!

Her heart was beating even faster.

As Fushimi Makoto casually handed the belt to the nearest staff member, and then looked at Haruno nimbly dodging the stunned customers around him, a thought involuntarily flashed through his mind: This is our escape route!

Chapter 399 Fushimi Makoto's Little Class Begins

In fact, when it comes to "running away," Makoto Fushimi is a more professional person.

However, seeing Yang Nai becoming more and more excited as she led him away, he didn't interrupt and let her lead him away the whole time.

After running out of the street, Yang Nai finally stopped, panting.

Her waist bent low, her hands braced on her knees, her hair was damp with sweat, and her face was flushed from running so intensely in such a short time.

"This is... really interesting. I haven't experienced anything this interesting in a long time. Cheng... eh?"

Yang was panting and laughing happily when she turned her head and saw Fushimi Makoto handing her a bottle of mineral water.

"Where did this water come from?" She couldn't help but look into Fushimi Makoto's pockets, remembering that he hadn't been carrying any water with him.

“I just bought it,” Fushimi Makoto said.

"just?"

"Yes, that's when you stop to catch your breath."

"?"

Yang Nai took the mineral water bottle with a somewhat blank expression, his forehead seemingly filled with question marks: "I only rested for less than ten seconds."

"Ten seconds is enough. Do I need to tell you myself that I'm the Flash?"

"If you're the Flash, then I'm Supergirl!"

Yang Nai clearly didn't believe Fushimi Makoto's words. She picked up the water bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls before letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Weren't you very surprised just now?" she asked, her smile radiant, as if she were taking credit for something.

“I was indeed very surprised,” Fushimi Makoto replied cooperatively.

“Hey, I suddenly thought of running away too…” Yang paused for a moment, as if reminiscing, “This reminds me of when I was a kid and made a mistake, my instinct was to run away. That feeling of being discovered by my mother at any moment was really both tense and exciting.”

Then, she gave a helpless smile: "But in the end, I still couldn't escape my mother's eyes. I can only say that I wasn't smart enough back then."

Makoto Fushimi listened quietly without interrupting.

He could sense a strong change in Yang Nai's emotions.

There was joy, and there was also nostalgia.

"Are we going to keep running?" Fushimi Makoto finally asked after Yang Nai finished her rambling.

"I'm not running anymore. I'm going to rest for a bit. I'll just sit in the park up ahead."

As soon as Yang Nai finished speaking, she seemingly unconsciously leaned over and affectionately took Fushimi Makoto's arm.

Even her chest was pressed against him.

Makoto Fushimi could clearly sense it.

But she seemed oblivious, linking arms with Fushimi Makoto as they walked forward, smiling as she said, "That was pretty exciting."

That's why I mentioned the word 'outrageous'.

"Yeah, I did indulge myself for once, but it was just too short."

"Then you can look forward to it. Maybe you can play for a while later."

"What do you mean?"

You'll find out soon enough.

"Still acting mysterious."

Hearing Fushimi Makoto's words, Haruno's expectations were also aroused.

The two sat down on a park bench. She took another sip of water to moisten her throat. "I suddenly remembered that you ran so fast with me, but you didn't seem to be out of breath at all?"

"With this little bit of exercise, even Yukino could probably do it without breaking a sweat," Fushimi Seirei commented.

Yang was slightly surprised, but quickly recovered: "That's right, Yukino showed me some of her power before, and she's become stronger and stronger after training..."

As she spoke, her voice brimming with excitement: "That amazing schedule made me a little uncomfortable, but you know what? With it, my life has become more disciplined."

"If you want it again, you can come find me."

"No problem, I quite like this disciplined life. It's just that sometimes I need to accompany my mother to do other things, which takes up a lot of my time."

As she spoke, Yang Nai's eyes filled with helplessness.

Before Fushimi Makoto could respond, she changed the subject: "My mother and Aunt Sayuri are going on a trip this month. I heard it was the latter's idea."

"That's normal. No matter how you look at it, Aunt Yukinoshita is the type of strong woman."

"Aunt Xiaobaihe also invited me, but unfortunately I was busy. Oh, I heard her say that her mother specially invited Xiaojing and Teacher Songfeng."

"Ok?"

Fushimi Makoto was taken aback.

He had never heard Hiratsuka Shizuka mention this.

Matsukaze Mayu didn't tell him either.

Given their close relationship, the fact that they didn't say anything meant they had other ideas.

Could it be that Aunt Yukinoshita discovered something, causing Shizuka and the others to feel nervous and uneasy, but not wanting to worry themselves, so they didn't say anything?

Fushimi Makoto realized the key point.

He immediately asked, "Besides Hiratsuka-sensei and the others, was there anyone else this time?"

"There should also be Eriri, right? Although I'm not entirely sure."

"Oh, since there are people my age here, maybe I can join them too."

"You're going on the trip too?" Yang Nai almost laughed, but she still made a point of reminding her, "In situations like this, although Mother will cooperate by not bringing up serious matters during the trip to avoid spoiling the fun, to be honest, these kinds of trips aren't really that interesting."

She must have had similar experiences several times to be so certain.

"It's alright, I don't have anything to do anyway." Fushimi Makoto came up with a reason.

"Aren't you going to participate in Yukino and the others' new short film?"

"They plan to do it independently, and I, as their technical advisor, will only keep an eye on things occasionally."

"Oh, they only contact you when there's a tricky situation." Yang Nai understood.

She was about to tease Fushimi Makoto a bit when she saw him suddenly turn his head and look at the quiet area behind him.

"What's wrong?" she asked instinctively.

Fushimi Makoto laughed: "The thrill you've been waiting for is coming soon."

Yang Nai looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Fushimi Makoto offered no explanation.

Although there were many passersby in the park at this time, Yang Nai had specifically chosen a quiet spot when the two of them came over.

At that moment, there was only one young couple standing sweetly in front of them.

But Makoto Fushimi sensed a group of people approaching him, and they were hostile.

He slowly stood up and loosened his knuckles slightly: "If the scene is a bit bloody, can you handle it?"

Yang Nai realized what was happening and quickly asked, "Who are those people who came looking for us?"

Fushimi Makoto nodded: "We didn't go very far. If they want to find us, they will definitely be able to."

"Should we keep running?" Yang Nai seemed to have become addicted to running.

“No need, you just need to sit and watch my performance.” Fushimi Makoto waved his hand.

Seeing his confidence, Yang Nai felt much more at ease, and her usual relaxed smile returned to her face: "Then try not to make it too bloody, otherwise I may not be able to handle it myself afterwards, and I will have to ask my mother to step in."

"clear."

Fushimi Makoto didn't tell Haruno that he had already thought of a solution for the aftermath.

Two minutes later, a group of men in suits appeared in the sight of Fushimi Makoto and his companion.

"You guys are really good at running." The first person to speak wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked refined.

Fushimi Makoto adopted an impolite attitude: "What's up, four-eyed guy?"

The bespectacled man paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that Fushimi-kun has a problem with people who wear glasses."

Then he glanced at Yukino: "Miss Yukinoshita, although we've never met before, I've heard the boss mention you. You've always had a mature and calm image, so why are you causing trouble in our store today?"

Yang stood up with a smile: "It wasn't me causing trouble, but others causing trouble. We were acting in self-defense."

"Is that so?" The bespectacled man clearly didn't want to continue the topic, but his tone was friendly. "Fushimi-kun, you guys just broke several machines in the store. Those two young men have already agreed to pay for the damages, so you should pay half of the cost. That's fair, right?"

Fushimi Makoto countered, "If we're not willing to pay compensation, you must have another plan, right?"

The bespectacled man chuckled, "Fushimi-kun is quite clever. That's right, our boss has prepared another negotiation plan: you come work for us for a month, and then we'll be even..."

He added, "Of course, we're not asking you to work at a pachinko parlor, since you're still a student. Our boss has his eye on your and Ichika Nakano's popularity. If you cooperate with us on some tasks, he says he won't only not have you pay anything, he can even give you a reward."

"Before doing something like this, do you need to sign a contract? And one with lots of traps?" Fushimi Makoto asked.

The bespectacled man's smile remained unchanged: "I don't know about that. After all, I'm just a manager, and the boss won't tell me too much."

Seeing him keep smiling, Fushimi Makoto also smiled and said, "This is too much trouble. Let's get started."

The bespectacled man hesitated for a moment, then politely raised his hand to indicate, "No, no, no, we're civilized people, we would never lay a hand on you. Besides, everyone online calls you the Tokyo Sword Saint, I'm just an office worker, there's no way I could beat you, at most I'd have someone escort you back... Hey, what are you doing?"

Before he could finish speaking, his companions rolled up their sleeves and charged forward with fierce expressions.

His situation was the same as that of the Sakai family; both were influenced by Fushimi Makoto's thinking and cognition.

However, this time, Fushimi Makoto's influence affected all of them.

This caused the manager, who was surprised one second ago, to clench his fist and rush forward the next.

That behavior was like that of someone with a split personality.

Yang Nai couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw this scene, but she quickly lost her nerve and her face gradually became filled with surprise.

What was clearly a group beating turned into a series of agonizing screams from the burly men. Despite the menacing onslaught, Fushimi Makoto remained remarkably composed, each turn and strike delivering a precise and deadly blow.

Arm joints, calf joints, waist and abdomen... Fushimi Makoto's movements looked like he was demonstrating a textbook called "Human Victims." Screams rang out continuously, startling the young couple in front of him, who then looked over in disbelief.

In a short while, no one around Fushimi Makoto was able to stand up. He raised his hand to pat the invisible dust off his clothes, turned around and said to the stunned Haruno, "As you wish, there is no bloody scene. I guarantee that children can watch it."

Yang Nai's lips curled up, wanting to laugh, but looking at the group of people lying haphazardly on the ground, a strong sense of excitement rose in her heart.

Finally, a helpless smile appeared on her face: "I'm afraid I can't handle this alone."

“It’s alright, I’m good at turning enemies into friends.” Fushimi Makoto said, then used his ability to influence the thoughts and perceptions of the group of people on the ground.

He also added a second layer of insurance—the power of the two gods.

Under the stunned gaze of the couple, Yona and Makoto Fushimi squatted down in front of the group of screaming men and said in a low voice, "Today I'm going to teach you a lesson. The name of this lesson is: No friendship without a fight, also known as how to quickly make friends with others."

"Now I want to ask you a question: when you close your eyes and think of the word 'friendship,' what images come to mind? Is it the playful fights between your childhood friends, or the times you drink and boast with your friends after entering the workforce?"

"These are all grand narratives about friendship, which are of great importance. But today, I want to discuss a more fundamental topic that is closer to each of our lives—that is, friendship between people."

Yang stared blankly at Fushimi Makoto for a few seconds, and then she suddenly remembered what her mother had once said: Makoto seems to be very good at public speaking.

The next second, she stopped thinking about these things.

Because she was also affected by Nino's divine power, she and the young couple walked up together.

As a result, a bizarre scene unfolded in the park: men with bruised and swollen faces sat on the ground, some with broken hands and some with broken legs, but they paid no attention to it and listened to the lecture with serious and excited expressions.

Ten minutes later, Makoto Fushimi waved his hand and said, "This is the lesson I'm giving you today. Remember it when you go back. Our friendship is hard-won. Listen to the applause."