In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Of course, none of these can compare to the [All-Round Badge] that Makoto Fushimi recently obtained.

According to the badge's description, the enhancement brought about by absorbing essence is extremely terrifying.

Take Yang Nai for example.

Keep in mind that this was only her first time, but the very next day, her speed, agility, strength, explosiveness... all her physical abilities were comparable to those of a national-level athlete.

Although Makoto Fushimi was also aware that because it was her first time absorbing the essence, and her starting point was low enough, she was able to make great progress after only one absorption.

However, Makoto Fushimi had made comparisons and calculations in his mind. If Haruno's energy and condition improved with each battle, he estimated that she would be able to surpass Yukino after a few more rounds.

That's why Haruno was so surprised when she woke up that morning, so much so that she didn't even eat breakfast before dragging Fushimi Makoto into the house...

"Support?"

Upon hearing Fushimi Makoto's answer, the three women in the living room all showed thoughtful expressions.

Mrs. Yukinoshita felt that her initial guess was probably correct; the so-called support was actually...

Sayuri Sawamura recalled her daughter mentioning the extremely high learning efficiency she experienced when Fushimi Makoto tutored her at school.

Therefore, she believes that the assistance Fushimi Makoto mentioned should be the other party providing guidance and instruction from the sidelines.

Eriri's little brain is much simpler.

She thought it was a massage.

And it's a rather intimate massage!

Three women with different temperaments had three different ideas at this moment.

While sensing their emotional changes, Fushimi Makoto asked with feigned curiosity, "I understand that Eriri is affected by Ichika's brilliance and is eager to improve, but why do you all seem to want to improve quickly as well?"

"I...I wasn't affected at all!" Eriri immediately retorted defiantly when he mentioned her.

Fushimi Makoto just stared at her without saying a word.

After staring at each other for two seconds, Eriri lowered her head guiltily and muttered softly, "It's just a little bit, a tiny bit of an impact."

She also raised her hand to make a "little bit" gesture.

Eriri's tsundere reaction amused the two aunties, and they relaxed as a result.

"Eri's physical functions must have improved a lot, right?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked seemingly casually.

Eriri immediately straightened her back and raised her head.

Then she realized she was being too flamboyant, so she shrank back and said calmly, "It's alright, I guess I'm just better at strength and speed."

"How excellent are you?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked again.

Eriri paused for a moment, pondering how she could best showcase herself.

At this moment, Makoto Fushimi said, "Come on, Eriri, show everyone your talent."

Showcasing talents?

Does that mean I should demonstrate my abilities?

"Since you've put it that way, I'll reluctantly give a performance." Eriri tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, but her smug little expression still betrayed her true thoughts.

Makoto Fushimi crossed his arms, adopting the serious coach's posture: "Although your reaction is cute, my standards are very high."

"Huh?" Eriri blushed, thinking to herself, "Why is this person suddenly praising me for being cute? Seriously."

She didn't hear the last sentence at all.

"Let me think about what I should do... I've got it."

Eriri picked up an apple from the table, placed it on the edge of the table, and then rolled up her sleeves in a very professional manner, as if she were a karate master from a TV show.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and her husband quickly looked over without even blinking.

"Are you going to show us how to slice an apple with your bare hands? That must require a lot of control, right?" Sawamura Sayuri said with interest, recalling the image of Yukino easily splitting a rock.

"Yes, that's what I think."

Eriri felt everyone's gaze and became a little nervous. When she raised her hand, she realized that she couldn't control her strength at all.

But by then it was too late for her to stop.

The moment her fair hand touched the apple's skin, the entire table snapped in two with a loud crash, sending countless wood chips flying everywhere. The tea set and fruit on the table also scattered all over the floor with a crackling sound.

Eriri was completely dumbfounded.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and Sayuri Sawamura's eyelids twitched violently.

Is this the intensity of being coached?

If Eriri can reach this level, then Yukino must be on her way to take off!

Both beautiful women were somewhat unable to control their expressions.

Fushimi Makoto didn't pay attention to these things. He thought for a second and commented, "Your explosive power is indeed excellent, but there is still a lot of room for improvement in your control of power."

"Oh……"

Eriri lowered her head awkwardly, her face burning, and said in a very guilty tone, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away."

"Is your hand alright?" Sawamura Sayuri snapped out of her daze and quickly got up and went over to her.

"It's nothing, it only hurts a little." Eriri held out her palm to indicate.

Her fair palms had some red marks, but no wounds or swelling.

Sawamura Sayuri was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's amazing."

The next moment, she stared intently at Fushimi Makoto, her heart pounding.

She practically wrote her thoughts on her face: You come and tutor me too, now, immediately, right now!

Mrs. Yukinoshita turned her head away, using her long hair to cover her slightly flushed face.

Of course, she also wants to improve.

The way she guessed to be making progress made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

After Eriri cleaned the living room, she returned and sat down again, looking embarrassed.

She originally intended to show off a bit, but she didn't expect to go too far and cause trouble.

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out: "Your strength is not yet sufficient, but considering your starting point and the amount of time you have spent practicing, it is not bad."

Eriri immediately beamed: "Really?"

The two beautiful women smiled at each other upon seeing this scene.

Fushimi Makoto's interruption eased the atmosphere in the living room.

The two women were looking at him in a very strange way.

Eriri was completely unaware of this. She was quite happy that Fushimi Makoto had just acknowledged her, and immediately said happily, "Fushimi, come with me. I've drawn a lot of storyboards, and Yukinoshita praised me for doing a great job."

The two walked towards the bedroom one after the other. Mrs. Yukinoshita, still sitting elegantly, opened her red lips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Sayuri Sawamura, perfectly in sync with her, laughed and said, "Are you trying to say that my daughter is really easy to handle?"

Eriri, who had just reached the bedroom door, froze and turned around in surprise: "What does this mean?"

Sawamura Sayuri covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's just what it says literally. A-Cheng just said something to coax you and you're happy."

Eriri stared blankly at Fushimi Makoto: "Were you just trying to comfort me?"

"Nonsense, we're partners, I was just acknowledging you."

"Oh... wait, when did we become partners?"

"Just now, I mentally decided that you were my partner."

"You're just kidding me!"

Eriri blushed and turned away, fleeing into the bedroom.

"My daughter is so cute, just like me," Sayuri Sawamura said, not forgetting to praise herself.

Chapter 425 The Hand of God is so useful, you know?

After Eriri ran into the bedroom, she closed the door behind her, as if she had forgotten that Makoto Fushimi hadn't come in yet.

Seeing Fushimi Makoto standing blankly at the door, Sawamura Sayuri smiled helplessly: "That child is always like this. Whenever there is an emergency, she forgets everything else."

“This is what you call a single-line processor,” Fushimi Makoto commented.

Sawamura Sayuri understood, and she leaned against her best friend, saying in a coquettish manner like a little girl, "That's why I especially like Yukino. Yukinoshita, since you have two daughters anyway, why don't you just give one to me?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita moved away with a cold expression: "Don't say such stupid things again."

"But I really like Yukino."

"Then go and talk to her."

"Huh? Isn't she your daughter? You definitely have the right to decide, right?"

“Then you’re wrong. I rarely interfere in Yukino’s private affairs now. Her growth has exceeded my expectations. It’s almost fair to say that she can now stand on her own in any aspect.”

Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke slowly and deliberately, her eyes seemingly glancing unintentionally at Makoto Fushimi.

Sawamura Sayuri cupped her face in her hands and muttered to herself, "Yukino is really outstanding, but then again, who exactly helped her become so outstanding?"

As she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Fushimi Makoto.

Fushimi Makoto expressed his difficulty in maintaining composure.

If you want to improve, just say so. All this preamble and beating around the bush is really ridiculous, aunties.

"It's true that I've been tutoring Yukino all along." Fushimi Makoto nodded pretentiously. "But she's also worked very hard, so to be honest, my contribution isn't as great as you might think."

Upon hearing this, the two beautiful women, as if they had agreed beforehand, simultaneously revealed expressions that were neither a smile nor a frown.

That expression meant: Keep making things up, we're listening.

Fushimi Makoto didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he pretended to think and said, "If you are also eager to become stronger, at this point in time, I can probably only try to help you with the hand of God."

"The Hand of God?" The two ladies immediately grasped the key phrase.

This name sounds extraordinary, it has a very important feel to it.

It might be as magical as the Anywhere Door!

"What is the Hand of God?" Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't help but ask.

Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Fushimi Makoto raised his hands: "This is the Hand of God."

The two ladies: "..."

After a brief silence, Sayuri Sawamura gave a subtle look, much like a famous scene from the movie "Forensic Heroes": "Yukinoshita, it seems like he's playing us."

Mrs. Yukinoshita remained silent, only clenching her small fists tightly.

Fushimi Makoto knew they didn't believe him, so he immediately gestured to the master bedroom with his eyes: "How about we go somewhere else, and I'll show you the God Hand?"

“Okay,” Mrs. Yukinoshita agreed first.

Sawamura Sayuri stood up: "Let's go."

Makoto Fushimi followed them into the master bedroom. As soon as the door closed, two completely different intoxicating fragrances swirled and lingered in the air.

"How are you going to demonstrate it?" Sayuri Sawamura asked, her face full of curiosity.

Fushimi Makoto countered, "Who wants to experience it first?"

“Sayuri.” Mrs. Yukinoshita gave the answer in an instant.

Sawamura Sayuri was taken aback, then covered her mouth and laughed, "Alright, I'll do it. The name 'Hand of God' sounds scary, but I don't think it's too far-fetched."

After saying that, she stood up from the chair and even twirled around gracefully, showing off her mature figure: "What do I need to do now?"

Fushimi Makoto held up one finger: "Lock the door first."

Lock the door?

Both women froze for a second.

Oh open!

So it's the kind of door that needs to be locked?

They exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise and the strange emotion in each other's eyes.