In the time loop, I do whatever I want

After Fushimi Makoto finished speaking, he raised his hand and punched the wall.

With a tremendous crash, the entire wall shattered and collapsed.

The astonished cries of the guests echoed from all around.

Yang was completely dumbfounded.

Fushimi Makoto turned around and looked at Izuki and the other two, whose faces were deathly pale and who looked like they had seen a ghost: "You two probably couldn't have blocked this punch, could you?"

This is a very clear warning.

Yi Yue forced a smile, her face trembling: "Don't worry, I can handle things tonight."

"Thank you."

Fushimi Makoto pulled the blushing Hino through the panicked crowd.

Only after the two had completely walked away did Izumi mutter, trembling, "I really still hate impulsive high school students like this."

The bodyguard stood silently to the side. He could tell that the boss was just trying to save face because he was too scared.

As for the wall that Fushimi Makoto smashed with one punch, neither of them dared to mention it again.

That's terrifying.

The internet says he's the Tokyo Sword Saint, right? Why is a sword saint even more ferocious when he doesn't wield a sword?

Chapter 422 The Wrong Kiss, Episode 3

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission.]

[Mission Reward (Yukinoshita Haruno's All-Around Badge): This badge can greatly increase the upper limit of all your abilities. Your essence can be absorbed by the opposite sex through various means, allowing them to keep up with your evolutionary pace, while also resisting aging and disease.]

[Note: This badge has extremely powerful effects. For example, it can increase your running speed to a godlike speed that ignores physics, and your shooting ability to guarantee a hit. The host can explore these effects on their own.]

As Fushimi Makoto pulled Yono along as they walked out of the nightclub, the system's cold, mechanical voice rang in his mind.

He glanced subconsciously at Yang Nai beside him, whose face was flushed, and thought to himself that this time he had really hit the mark by accident.

When he promised to help Yang Nai relax, he never actually intended to complete the mission.

He didn't expect that after he and Yang Nai went on another wild spree, she would fall completely in love with him.

Judging from Yang Nai's current expression, she probably wished she could fill herself up completely.

But then again, I haven't cultivated immortality, so how did I suddenly come up with the topic of essence?

Could it be?

"Shall I take you home?" Fushimi Makoto was the first to break the silence.

Yang Nai first hummed in response, her eyes changing slightly, indicating that she was trying to adjust her emotions.

She also casually asked, "You just left that woman at this store? Are you sure there's nothing wrong with that?"

“That cooperative Mr. Itsuki will send her back.” Fushimi Makoto smiled.

Before leaving, he added an extra layer of protection by influencing Yi Yue's thinking and cognition through his perception.

The woman who was tricked by her friend will get home safely.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto said that, Yang Nai didn't say anything more, her beautiful eyes flashing: "Come with me."

"Where?"

You'll find out soon enough.

Yang dragged Fushimi Makoto to a small supermarket.

She didn't buy anything else, just two masks, one for each of them.

Fushimi Makoto finally understood. As he put on his mask, he said, "As expected of Haruno-nee, she's so thoughtful."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Yang Nai's eyes, which were barely visible, were curved in a smile, making her look very beautiful.

With the mask covering her face, she could confidently link arms with Makoto Fushimi, and even if their bodies were pressed intimately together, it wouldn't matter.

To passersby, they were just a couple deeply in love.

The two walked along the road for a while, and Yang Nai seemed unable to contain herself any longer, her tone revealing a hint of excitement: "Your hand isn't injured, right? That means your muscles are already stronger than stone and steel bars?"

"I thought you would keep quiet about it," Fushimi Makoto joked.

Yang Nai's eyelashes trembled, and the blush that had just subsided reappeared on her beautiful face.

Moreover, this time, the crimson blush clearly rippled with waves of intoxication, subtly enhancing the atmosphere between them.

“This is definitely not something that can be done with just a schedule,” she concluded with absolute certainty.

"Anything else?" Fushimi Makoto asked, looking all ears.

Yang Nai narrowed her eyes, which were like autumn water: "Teach me."

"Huh? What about your analysis? I was hoping to hear it, why are you stopping now?"

"Teach me~" Her voice suddenly became soft and sweet.

“This kind of thing is really hard to teach.” Fushimi Makoto was telling the truth.

To get her to reach Yukino's physical strength, you need to trigger the [Fantasy Badge] multiple times in a row.

“It’s okay, I have patience and perseverance. As for time… well, I’ve been a bit busy lately, but I can try to find time to ask you for advice.” Yang Nai revealed her determination and desire for improvement.

"Then I'll try my best."

"Thanks~ But speaking of which, how can you help me improve?"

"This is something I can't say... um?"

Before Fushimi Makoto could finish speaking, her soft lips suddenly kissed him.

Instantly separate.

Her cheeks flushed, but her smile was radiant: "Is this a sufficient thank-you gift?"

"You didn't kiss the wrong person this time?" Fushimi Makoto asked with a smile.

I won't make the same mistake twice.

The conversation between the two seemed no different from usual, but they both knew in their hearts that this was just a facade of calm.

For example, when Fushimi Makoto accompanied Haruno to her apartment building, seeing the bright lights at the entrance, before he could say anything, she looked at him with burning eyes: "Want to come up and sit for a while?"

Shall I have a seat?

Should we give it a try?

“Okay.” Fushimi Makoto nodded.

Yang Nai pressed down her hair, which had been ruffled by the evening breeze, and the tears in her eyes became even clearer at this moment: "You just agreed like that? Aren't you going to put on an act?"

"If you want to see me act, I can actually cooperate."

"Like when I said I wanted to de-stress and wanted to see a crime scene in person, and you made those things happen for me?"

"That's one way to understand it."

"Eh."

She linked arms with Fushimi Makoto and walked inside, her smile incredibly captivating in the night, yet her voice carried a strong sense of envy: "I suddenly regret not meeting you sooner."

"Why?" Fushimi Makoto asked cooperatively.

"You used to spoil Yukino just like this, didn't you? Whether she wanted to improve quickly or learn something else, you would always agree to it immediately. Am I right?"

"Sister Yang Nai, you always seem to be so smart! Now I need to seriously think about how to take the initiative when talking to you."

"Isn't it better to be a little passive? Actually, I'm quite good at taking care of people."

"The last person who called herself 'older sister' in front of me, apart from acting cute and youthful, I couldn't see any older sister qualities in her at all."

The two chatted casually, like old friends.

But Yang Nai knew that her heart was pounding very hard, and if it weren't for this non-stop chat, she probably would have lost her composure.

She felt that Makoto Fushimi must have known this, which was why he was deliberately cooperating with her conversation.

After all, this guy is really amazing.

It's not just about physical prowess, but about how well everything about you is in sync with you.

I wish I had met him sooner.

Yang sighed inwardly once again.

She didn't have the mindset of getting to know Fushimi Makoto first so that she could steal him away from her sister.

Her thought was simple: if she had met this guy earlier, perhaps she wouldn't have been so tired all the time that she would often be alone at night, curled up in a corner of her house, hugging her knees, presenting a lonely and desolate figure.

Upon entering the spacious and clean living room, Yang Nai first asked Fushimi Makoto to sit down while she went to make tea.

"It's so late, let's not have tea, a soft drink will do," Fushimi Makoto stopped her.

"I remember you didn't seem to like drinks very much?" Yang Nai looked at her with her beautiful eyes.

Fushimi Makoto was taken aback: "You know that too?"

Yang Nai smiled and raised her fair index finger to her lips. This gesture, combined with her charming and slender figure and face, created a strong cinematic effect.

"Details determine success or failure," she said.

Makoto Fushimi understood: "I do not really like drinking beverages, but I don't think I have told you that, so you remembered it by your own observation?"

"You got it right, do you want a kiss as a reward?" Yang Nai said, deliberately pouting her rosy lips.

Fushimi Makoto suddenly typed a basic attack: "Only a kiss?"

Yang Nai paused for a moment, then resumed her usual smile: "You're really greedy. Greed isn't a good habit."

Makoto Fushimi saw through her fragile facade and understood the violent beating of her heart.

So he ignored the other person's teasing and asked softly, "Is it okay?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Yang Nai didn't go to the refrigerator for a drink. Instead, she calmly looked away and said, "I want to take a shower first."

Fushimi Makoto grabbed her slender wrist.

For a moment, Yang Nai felt as if a car engine was rumbling intermittently in her chest, throbbing intermittently.

She turned around and met Fushimi Makoto's gaze, her smile still beautiful: "Have you heard that Chinese saying? Haste makes waste."

"But if you're in a hurry, you might get to eat something else." Once Fushimi Makoto arrived, he had no intention of going back.

As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his grip on Yang Nai's arm slightly, and she moved closer to him as if she had no intention of struggling at all.

As Yang Nai's soft body nestled into his arms, Fushimi Makoto lowered his head and immediately noticed the astonishing curves outlined by the pressure of her clothes against his chest as she fell into his embrace.

"Where are you looking?" Yang Nai's cheeks were flushed as if they could bleed, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were even more burning than before.

“This time, I shouldn’t kiss the wrong person,” Fushimi Makoto said.

"What a coincidence, me too." Yang Nai raised her beautiful face and kissed Fushimi Makoto forcefully before he could act.

I'm more used to taking the initiative.

Yang thought to himself.

Chapter 423 The Holy Grail War

The next morning, Fushimi Makoto woke up early as usual.

When he got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast, he heard a noise coming from the bedroom.

He was still surprised that Yang Nai was up so early, but as soon as he peeked out from the kitchen, he saw Yang Nai excitedly emerge from the bedroom, saying excitedly, "I knew it, I knew it!"

Honestly, judging from her current state, Makoto Fushimi could easily imagine the scene of "Hahaha, I've succeeded!"

"Yonai-nee?" Fushimi Makoto had no choice but to interrupt her.

Yang suddenly turned her head to look, her eyes shifting between intoxication and excitement: "My guess was right after all. The training according to the schedule alone is not enough to make me reach Yukino's level."

Do you know what I'm trying to say?

"say what?"