In the time loop, I do whatever I want

"Have you ever watched Chinese martial arts movies? The way you look really makes me feel like I've gone mad from practicing martial arts."

"..."

Yang Nai thought for a few seconds and roughly understood the meaning of "going into a state of demonic possession". She casually brushed aside the messy hair on her forehead and smiled: "Have you ever seen such a beautiful woman going into a state of demonic possession as me?"

"So Yukino's narcissism came from you?" Makoto Fushimi asked in surprise.

Yang smiled, but didn't answer the question. Instead, she swayed her hips and walked over, hugged Fushimi Makoto's neck, and kissed him.

"Well?"

"I've made progress! The changes in my body are really noticeable."

"so?"

"You can do more than just make all sorts of amazing gadgets, right? You also have superpowers that ordinary people can't understand."

"Huh, you could even tell that?" Fushimi Makoto asked jokingly.

Yang Nai gazed intently at his face, her eyes burning with desire, and chuckled softly, "I'm quite interested in your superpowers."

"What do you mean?" Fushimi Makoto had already guessed what she was thinking.

Her warm breath pattered on Fushimi Makoto's face, revealing her unique charm: "Even though this is my first time, I don't feel any discomfort at all. Guess what I'll do in this situation?"

Fushimi Makoto feigned surprise: "You wouldn't be thinking of...?"

“Yes, I want to do it again.” Yang Nai said, tearing off his apron and dragging him toward the bedroom.

"...Aren't you being a little too hasty?"

"When it comes to becoming stronger, there's no such thing as being in a hurry."

"But you're in too much of a hurry."

I want to improve!

……

After a day of this, Yang Nai realized for the first time that such things could make people so happy and fulfilled.

She was more perceptive than Yukino, and in almost just one night, she realized the key to Fushimi Makoto's superpower.

When she received a definite answer from Makoto Fushimi, her thought from the previous night, "I wish I had met him sooner than Yukino," became even stronger.

She was truly overjoyed to be guided by someone she liked to make progress, and even to experience such extraordinary progress.

Even when she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her legs, she still had a happy smile on her face.

Her only regret was that she had too many things to do lately, otherwise she would definitely have invited Fushimi Makoto to have a "basement play".

A few days passed, and Fushimi Makoto's daily life didn't change much. On the contrary, the group of people around him became increasingly busy.

Hayato Hayama and his friends have been uploading short videos for a while now. The contrasting image of this blond handsome guy has attracted a lot of netizens' criticism and has also created many popular abstract memes.

However, what truly made Hayato Hayama and his friends famous was Ichika Nakano's promotion on her social media account.

She is currently at the peak of her popularity, and many people online are analyzing that she is very likely to win this year's Best Newcomer Award.

Riding on her popularity, Hayato Hayama and his team's short videos achieved mainstream popularity for the first time.

As for the incident where Fushimi Makoto and Haruno caused a scene at the nightclub, there is absolutely no trace of it online, clearly indicating that it was suppressed by that terrified middle-aged man.

However, although the other party was able to resolve this matter through special means, nothing stays hidden forever. Anyone who wants to find out will eventually find out.

For example, on this afternoon, Mrs. Yukinoshita was called out for tea by Sayuri Sawamura, accompanied by two other women adorned with jewels.

The four women sat in different directions in the private room. The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling was uniquely designed. Fragrant tea was served on the table, and several magnificent paintings hung on the walls, making it clear that the prices here were definitely not low.

"So, you called us out today just to have tea?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't touch her teacup, but instead stared at Sayuri Sawamura across from her with scrutinizing eyes.

You should know that she was very busy today. If her best friend hadn't insisted on getting together with her on the phone, saying that she had also invited the wives of two other politicians with considerable backgrounds, she definitely wouldn't have come.

As soon as she said that, the two ladies next to her looked over curiously.

Sawamura Sayuri smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of the name Itsuki Hiroya?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't answer, but the short-haired woman next to her nodded: "A core member of the Hand, I heard she has a bad temper, but she's quite rich."

“That’s right, it’s him.” Sayuri Sawamura deliberately kept people in suspense. “I met him at a private banquet yesterday. We’re from two different circles, so even if we met, we wouldn’t chat.”

"Speak quickly if you have something to say." Mrs. Yukinoshita seemed impatient.

Sawamura Sayuri chuckled, "Oh dear, you're still so impatient... Okay, don't glare at me, I'll tell you."

Then, she leaned closer and said mysteriously, "That guy suddenly asked me about A-Cheng yesterday. I tried to get information out of him, but he was tight-lipped and wouldn't reveal any details. But in the end, I realized that he seemed to be afraid of A-Cheng."

"Fear?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes flickered. "They have a grudge?"

"That's what I thought too, so last night I asked a friend to investigate overnight, and we finally got some results."

This time, Sayuri Sawamura didn't keep anyone in suspense; she recounted everything that had happened in the nightclub.

Although the information she obtained through her friend's investigation was incomplete, she had a general idea of ​​what Fushimi Makoto and Haruno had done that night.

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked utterly astonished after hearing this: "A-Cheng and Yang-Nai went to a nightclub to fight criminals? You're not kidding me?"

The other two women were also astonished, their mouths agape: "Are young people these days all this amazing?"

"At first, I didn't quite believe it either. After all, neither A-Cheng nor Yang-Nai seem like the type of people who would do something like this for no reason. But after repeatedly confirming it, I found that it was true," Sawamura Sayuri said confidently.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was silent for a moment, then covered her forehead and sighed, "I can't imagine the two of them getting together to do something like this."

"The A-Cheng you're talking about, is he the Tokyo Sword Saint from the internet? Is he really that skilled?" the short-haired woman asked curiously.

"His physical abilities are truly astonishing." For some reason, Sayuri Sawamura's eyes welled up with tears when she spoke of this.

Mrs. Yukinoshita also noticed that her best friend was acting strangely. She gave her a subtle glare before asking, "They didn't leave any trouble behind, did they?"

“No, according to the information I received, uh…” Sawamura Sayuri suddenly laughed, “That Izuki Hiroshi is also very interested in A-Cheng. It seems that he is attracted by A-Cheng’s skills and wants to get to know him through me.”

Mrs. Yukinoshita aptly summarized: "A-Cheng has no interest in becoming a yakuza member, after all..."

She couldn't help but laugh when she remembered Fushimi Makoto instigating a group of yakuza members to gang up on someone.

"Why don't you give him a call and tell him we're inviting him to dinner? If he agrees, we can ask him about the details of what happened at the nightclub that night," Sawamura Sayuri said expectantly to her best friend.

Mrs. Yukinoshita initially wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that she also had something she needed to verify with Makoto Fushimi, and it was in that kind of indescribable way...

She pretended to be calm, picked up her phone, and dialed Fushimi Makoto's number.

Three seconds later, the call was connected, but before Fushimi Makoto's voice could be heard, several girls' voices came from the other end of the line.

"I think my own plan is pretty good, why do you always have to argue with me, Yukinoshita?"

"This isn't just arguing for the sake of arguing; it's just that I believe my idea is better."

"Really? I don't think so. Eriri, what do you think?"

"I...I can't reach it."

In just a few words, Mrs. Yukinoshita heard the voices of her youngest daughter, Eriri, and Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Fushimi Makoto finally spoke up: "Excuse me, I was busy just now. Auntie, what can I do for you?"

"Are you discussing a new short film?" Mrs. Yukinoshita guessed.

"Well, everyone is very enthusiastic. I originally wanted to hear what they had to say, but so far I've been busy maintaining order."

"I can tell it's quite lively where you are," Mrs. Yukinoshita commented first. Then, noticing her best friend winking at her, she said, "Are you free tonight? Sayuri wants to invite you to dinner and also wants to talk to you about something."

"Where should we eat when you're free?"

"Let's go to her house, we'll prepare the ingredients."

"I get it, you guys were just craving something and made up an excuse to trick me into being your free chef, right?"

"To be precise, it's not a scam, but rather an invitation to come and be a chef."

"But your tone doesn't sound like you're asking me to. Why don't you treat me like a senior? That would definitely motivate me."

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "..."

Her friends were all sitting very close together, and she didn't try to avoid making a phone call, so everyone could hear Makoto Fushimi's voice.

Sawamura Sayuri covered her mouth and chuckled, while the other two ladies stared in disbelief, their faces showing an expression that said, "Yukinoshita, you actually have two faces."

Judging from Fushimi Makoto's joking tone, all the women present could tell that this was definitely not the first time he had interacted with Mrs. Yukinoshita like this, otherwise he certainly wouldn't have been so natural.

That little rascal!

Mrs. Yukinoshita clenched her other hand into a small fist under the table. She knew she would have to patiently explain to her friend later, and also be wary of Sayuri Sawamura's interruptions.

She felt annoyed just thinking about these things.

Her voice turned icy: "Did you find that joke funny?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I'm sorry, I misspoke. I'll slap myself."

Ten seconds later.

Mrs. Yukinoshita asked with a cold laugh, "Where's the sound of a slap? Why didn't I hear it?"

Fushimi Makoto clapped happily on the other end: "Now you heard that, right?"

The sound was like a seal patting its belly at the zoo.

Sawamura Sayuri, who was standing next to her, couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

The other two women couldn't help but chuckle: "This child is quite amusing."

Is it interesting?

Mrs. Yukinoshita's face showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, fully demonstrating the truth of the saying that people's joys and sorrows are not shared.

I'm going to punish you severely tonight!

And Little Lily, you won't escape either!

Mrs. Yukinoshita took a deep breath; she had already decided how to punish Sayuri.

She pressed the other person's head down; after all, Sayuri had tried many times to practice her speaking skills...

She imagined Sayuri Sawamura's embarrassed and angry expression, and her mood improved slightly.

"See you tonight," she said to Fushimi Makoto.

She was waiting for him to say goodbye, but that little rascal started clapping on the other end of the phone again.

She slammed down the phone, her gaze turning icy as she looked at her best friend, who was laughing so hard she was bent over.

Despite the dangerous aura emanating from her, Sayuri Sawamura smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "Did you like it? If it sounds good, then it's a good slap in the face."

Mrs. Yukinoshita sneered incessantly, deciding to hold the "Holy Grail War" tonight.

Sawamura Sayuri is the cup that was the subject of the great battle.

Chapter 424 Eriri's Strength

Six o'clock in the evening, at the Sawamura residence.

Makoto Fushimi, who was temporarily called in to act as the chef, prepared a sumptuous dinner, which was highly praised by the two aunts and a blonde girl with twin tails.

"We've finished eating, shouldn't we get down to business?" Sawamura Sayuri lay lazily and contentedly on the sofa.

The house was very warm, so she had already taken off her long coat. Her orange turtleneck sweater paired with a light-colored knee-length winter skirt made her look friendly and generous. The black tights that stretched her calves accentuated her straight leg lines. After kicking off her slippers, her small and delicate feet dangled on the edge of the sofa, as if inviting someone to come over and play with them.

Compared to her casualness, Mrs. Yukinoshita's posture was much more upright and elegant, almost devoid of any charm, and her demeanor appeared rather solemn.

Eriri was secretly touching her stomach; she had eaten too much tonight and was worried about gaining weight.

She was all set to go exercise early, but when she heard her mother say that, she sat back down on her bottom.

"What important matter?" Fushimi Makoto hung up his apron and, as if completely unaware of the situation, pulled up a chair and sat down beside him.

Sawamura Sayuri didn't reply, but quickly winked at Yukinoshita-sama.

That means: You do it, I do it?

Mrs. Yukinoshita disliked beating around the bush, so she asked directly, "Acheng, can the scientific plan you specially tailored for us really bring our physical functions up to your level?"

The Sawamura mother and daughter immediately perked up their ears and focused intently.

“Strictly speaking, it’s possible, but I have to assist you.” Fushimi Makoto was referring to applying the buff.

With the buff, as long as the [Fantasy Badge] is triggered even once in a while, their progress will be very significant.