In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Mrs. Yukinoshita froze on the spot, only managing to utter a single syllable before her voice faltered again.

"Don't worry, this is just the basic effect of the flashlight. I'll be back to normal in a bit," Fushimi Makoto reassured him.

"You call this the basic effect?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's ample bosom heaved.

She took a few steps to Fushimi Makoto, and with trembling hands, reached out and stroked his face.

But after a few seconds, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Fushimi Makoto was puzzled when she saw her lips curl up and she smiled, saying, "Cute."

Makoto Fushimi: "Huh?"

"You look so much cuter right now than usual." She seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and her eyes shone with even more joy.

"So you really like children?" Fushimi Makoto asked in surprise.

"No," she shook her head in denial.

She just likes someone who has shrunk down.

"I see, I understand now." Fushimi Makoto sensed her feelings.

"When will you be able to recover?" As if the scene was too interesting, her tone became light and cheerful, completely losing her usual aura.

"The effect of the flashlight lasts for thirty minutes each time it is used."

"Thirty minutes? That's too short."

"what?"

"Alright, you'll maintain this image for today."

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

Fushimi Makoto was shocked.

She wouldn't be thinking of...

"Of course it's because you look so interesting, so I want to look at you a little longer." Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile at this moment was as unfathomable as Mona Lisa's.

“Auntie, you’re lying,” Fushimi Makoto exposed her.

“I’m not lying.” She smiled and shook her head. “If you really want me to explain, it’s probably because I think you’re not as annoying as usual after you’ve shrunk… so please keep it that way.”

"Are there any benefits?"

"You want more benefits?"

"That's for sure. When Eriri and the others see me like this, I'll definitely be laughed at."

"Now that you mention it, I'm actually starting to look forward to it."

"Alright, alright, let's not take up any more of your time. Let's go soak in the hot spring first, or it'll get too late." Fushimi Makoto said, helping her pick up her yukata and towel, and pulling her outside.

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word, but instead uttered a dangerous syllable through her nose: "Hmm?"

"Don't take it seriously, the kid is just joking." Fushimi Makoto said this, but his feet didn't stop.

Mrs. Yukinoshita still didn't stop him, and the two left the room.

Everything seemed peaceful.

But Makoto Fushimi could sense her accelerating heartbeat.

She neither spoke nor objected; could it be that she really wanted to?

As Fushimi Makoto thought about it more and more, he himself became a little excited.

He hasn't received a definitive answer yet, and he won't jump to conclusions.

As soon as the two stepped outside, a mother and daughter walked towards them. Fushimi Makoto recognized the little girl; she was the same girl he had met while fishing.

It was because those young men bullied this little girl and her friends that Makoto Fushimi got the nickname "One Against Seven" online.

“Ms. Yukinoshita, what a coincidence, we meet again.” The woman said with a smile.

It was clear that the other party was the acquaintance that Mrs. Yukinoshita had mentioned earlier.

After exchanging greetings, the woman's gaze fell on Fushimi Makoto: "Is this your child?"

“No.” Mrs. Yukinoshita shook her head, her smile meaningful. “He’s just a disobedient brat from my relative’s family.”

A brat, huh?

Makoto Fushimi nodded seriously: "Hello, my name is Yukinoshita Bear Child."

The mother and daughter were both stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile turned serious, and she raised her hand to tap Fushimi Makoto's head: "You're being impolite."

Chapter 409 She Changed Her Mind Again

"Ms. Yukinoshita, are you going to soak in a hot spring?"

"Yes, are you the same?"

"My daughter and I have already soaked, so I won't keep you any longer."

After the two parted ways, Makoto Fushimi, who was considerably shorter than Mrs. Yukinoshita, looked back and couldn't help but laugh, "That kid king didn't even recognize me."

"King of the kids?" Mrs. Yukinoshita looked down and said sarcastically, "If you were with a group of children right now, I believe that with your cunning, you would definitely become the king of the kids."

"I'd be more suited to be the Pirate King, but I'd rather not be the King of Kids." Fushimi Makoto chuckled, then casually mentioned the little girl.

"So your nickname 'One Against Seven' online is because of that child? This is the first time I've heard of that." Mrs. Yukinoshita said in surprise.

"Auntie, you've seen these news reports?"

"I've been reading your news... Wait, why aren't you using honorifics anymore?"

"Because I'm a brat, and brats don't pay attention to manners," Fushimi Makoto said logically.

Mrs. Yukinoshita teased, "You got into character very quickly. Should I praise you for being so good?"

"If you don't mind, you can say a few more compliments."

"Impolite brat."

"What kind of praise is that?"

The two walked and talked, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant until Mrs. Yukinoshita asked, "What's going on with you and Professor Hiratsuka?"

They arrived as expected.

Fushimi Makoto was prepared: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

He kicked the ball back.

But this can be considered an answer.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's expression turned serious: "It seems my intuition was right."

Then she asked, "What about Teacher Songfeng?"

“Auntie can follow her intuition,” Fushimi Makoto said.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was silent for a moment, then her tone gradually became complicated: "This is really..."

She didn't continue, seemingly unable to find the right adjective.

Once the two were outside the hot spring pool, she spoke again: "Is it their problem?"

“No, it’s all my fault.” Fushimi Makoto shook his head.

He won't shirk responsibility in matters like this.

Just like when Yukino and Utaha mocked him for being a womanizer, he didn't deny it.

Because that is simply the truth.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was about to make a sarcastic remark when she saw him take the initiative to take responsibility, but she suddenly remembered her own situation and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Then she remembered the secrets about Makoto Fushimi.

The exaggerated, almost unbelievable, bodily functions, along with one amazing gadget after another that keeps popping up.

She remained silent for a long time, all the words in her heart finally turning into a sigh: "You're a superhuman? Like in the movies?"

"Pretty much, but I should exaggerate a bit more." This time, Fushimi Makoto didn't interrupt.

"Exaggerate a bit? How specific?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes were focused.

This is a rare opportunity to hear him tell the truth.

And it's also related to a secret he carries.

“How can I describe this to you? Oh, I can show you like this.” Fushimi Makoto said, extending his senses to cover the entire hotel.

Under Mrs. Yukinoshita's expectant yet inexplicably nervous gaze, he turned to his left and said, "Someone is about to come out of the third room. Because his wife forbids him from drinking, he's planning to sneak off to an izakaya for a drink."

"Ok?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita was stunned.

She then followed Fushimi Makoto's gaze.

Sure enough, the door to that room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a receding hairline walked out cautiously, glancing to his left and right.

When he saw Fushimi Makoto and his companion and realized they were strangers, his expression immediately relaxed.

"Good evening," he greeted politely.

"Good evening." Fushimi Makoto and the other man nodded in response.

After the man left, Makoto Fushimi continued, "The couple in the first room on the right are arguing because the man bought a used Honda Civic without permission."

"A motorcycle?" Mrs. Yukinoshita turned her gaze away again.

"Ah."

Upon receiving Fushimi Makoto's response, she subconsciously focused her mind and listened intently, but she heard nothing.

But she could tell that Makoto Fushimi wasn't lying.

“If Auntie is interested, we can go out now,” Fushimi Makoto extended an invitation.

"What are you going out for?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes gleamed with a strange light.

"Only when we go outside can I help you better capture what I'm saying with your eyes."

"and many more!"

Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly realized, and her voice even trembled slightly with nervousness and excitement: "You mean, you can see the every move of everyone around you just by standing here?"

“I can do it with animals, or even leaves blown by the wind, not just people,” Fushimi Makoto said with a smile.

Mrs. Yukinoshita unconsciously clenched her fair fist.

She used a lot of force.

Because her body was tense.

"This ability... is too unfair." Her last words seemed to be struggling to come out of her throat.

It was dry, and there were pauses.

She rubbed her temples, trying to process the shock she had felt from Fushimi Makoto that evening.

The Anywhere Door and the Shrinking Flashlight were beyond her comprehension, and Fushimi Makoto's monstrous insight was simply unfair.

Even large wild animals can only use their sense of smell to catch prey in their surroundings.

But Fushimi Makoto was able to capture everything.

Can this person still be called human?

The superpowers in movies are nothing special.

Fushimi Makoto looked at the beautiful woman who had fallen completely silent, and he did not interrupt her.

He had anticipated this situation.

He didn't even tell the other person that his strength wasn't in perception, but in his ability to alter the thought processes and cognition of others or animals.

This is what he considers his most overpowered ability.

The [Effort Badge] allows him to create various "low-budget" Doraemon gadgets, while Hiratsuka Shizuka's [Delicacy Badge] allows him to change other people's thinking.