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For example, she prepared some sexy nightgowns that she might never have worn in her life.

When Yukino arrived, Fushimi Makoto was still busy inside.

She looked through the glass at the figure inside, engrossed in their work, but instead of going in to disturb them, she simply sat down on the bench outside the door.

Soon Mrs. Yukinoshita arrived.

After the mother and daughter greeted each other, the mature and beautiful woman asked, "Hasn't he come out yet?"

"No."

As Yukino spoke, she subconsciously added, "He's always like this once he gets into character, whether it's on set or teaching Ichika acting in the activity room."

Mrs. Yukinoshita curled the corners of her lips. "I don't think I asked that many questions just now, did I?"

Yukino's body stiffened.

She realized she was instinctively trying to explain to Fushimi Makoto.

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't want her daughter to continue feeling embarrassed, so she asked something else, "How did he learn film post-production at such a young age?"

Yukino silent.

Mrs. Yukinoshita pretended not to see it, seemingly talking to herself. "Because I don't know much about this industry, I consulted professionals beforehand. They said that unless you've been in this industry since childhood and have been learning continuously, you can't do it."

Yukino was silent for two seconds before finally blurting out, "He must have studied it in his spare time."

As soon as she said those words, she almost lost her composure.

This was a response that Fushimi Makoto always used to joke with her, but now he was using it on his mother.

But she didn't lie; she used her free time to study, which is what Fushimi Makoto did.

This free time, however, belongs to the Time Loop.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes showed surprise. "You can achieve this level just by studying on your own?"

Yukino spoke another truth, "I think it's possible if there's enough time."

Mrs. Yukinoshita seemed speechless.

She knew, of course, that as long as she had enough time and was willing to study diligently, she could learn anything.

But the key point is that Fushimi Makoto is just a high school student.

Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly smiled, her tone playful. "When you used to talk to me about him, you always gave fair and impartial evaluations. But now, the scales in your heart are tilting in his favor."

Yukino blushed, but unusually, she didn't deny it.

Mrs. Yukinoshita finally understood.

The youngest daughter is changing.

When Fushimi Makoto finished his work and came out, he first took a swig of his Powerful Red Bull before saying to the mother and daughter, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Yukino remained silent.

Her eyes were Fushimi Makoto's disheveled hair.

That must have been because he was struggling with something during the editing process and had a headache, so he subconsciously scratched his head.

To her relief, Fushimi Makoto didn't look tired, which meant he was in good condition.

The next moment, in front of her mother, Yukino took a small mirror out of her pocket and handed it to Fushimi Makoto: "Fix your hair."

Her voice had a gentle quality that was rarely seen.

Fushimi Makoto took the mirror and looked at himself, muttering, "What heinous thing have I done this time?"

Yukino was taken aback. "Why do you ask that?"

"You're suddenly being so gentle with me, I have to be on my guard. What if you're trying to trick me?"

Yukino was quiet for a moment, then finally couldn't hold back. "Idiot!"

Fushimi Makoto smiled as he fixed his hair, "That's more like it."

Yukino: "..."

Watching the two of them interact in such an amusing way, Mrs. Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly felt that the girl named Ichika from the Nakano Family might not have a chance at all.

His youngest daughter is on the path to victory.

The atmosphere at dinner was very pleasant. Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't inquire about anything; she only expressed interest in the short film and said that if the final product was of good quality, she would help promote it.

After dinner, Mrs. Yukinoshita paid the bill and left, not wanting to disturb the two younger women's time alone.

Fushimi Makoto and Yukino walked back, the girl whispered, "Mother has seen through many things; she's already suspicious."

To everyone's surprise Fushimi Makoto thanked him, saying, "Thank you for covering for me."

Yukino looked over in surprise. "I don't think I mentioned this before?"

"Because I knew the lovely second young lady would help."

"... You're getting dumber and dumber."

She said those words, but she didn't distance herself from him.

Then, she looked away, no longer looking at Fushimi Makoto's face. "Come to my house, I have something to ask you."

Fushimi Makoto didn't say anything, but simply took her soft little hand in his.

Yukino immediately glared at her.

Fushimi Makoto: "That's my answer, don't you understand?"

Perhaps the streetlights were too bright, making Yukino's face appear even rosier.

She didn't say she was going to Fushimi Makoto's house, but rather her own house, so that she wouldn't be disturbed by Matsukaze Mayu visiting.

She assumed Fushimi Makoto was unaware.

Fushimi Makoto pretended not to know.

Chapter 110 Pay attention, this is how you eat cherries!

After Fushimi Makoto sat down at Yukino's house, she didn't rush to say anything, but instead went to wash a plate of cherries.

As she returned, their eyes met, and she said calmly, "Generally speaking, cherries won't be officially on the market until next month, but my sister brought me some last time she came, so you've come at just the right time."

Fushimi Makoto noticed she was preoccupied and picked up a cherry, saying playfully, "You invited me here today, so can I take that as you came specifically to share cherries with me?"

"I don't like topics that sound stupid."

Yukino maintained her composure and turned to make tea.

From this Fushimi Makoto has a clear view of her.

She was still wearing stockings today, and her beautiful legs were shapely and long, adding a lot to her lovely back view.

Among the group of beautiful girls that Fushimi Makoto came into contact with, only Kasumigaoka Utaha and Yukino had legs of the same caliber.

The girls from the Nakano Family have the advantage of being voluptuous and sexy, and also have sweet looks.

Unlike Yukino, who is otherwise flawless in terms of appearance except for her flat chest.

Especially her legs, which are just as beautiful as Utaha's. It is precisely because of the amazing proportions of her legs that Fushimi Makoto always finds himself drawn to her even more attractive waist.

They're simply invincible.

He carefully observed Yukino's legs when he was playing with them; they truly had no flaws and were perfect for carrying...

When Yukino returned after making the tea, before Fushimi Makoto, she launched into a zero-frame question, "Do my legs look good?"

How magnificent!

Absolutely amazing!

Fushimi Makoto calmly watched her pour tea. "You noticed that?"

Yukino gave a knowing smile, "I guessed. It seems I know your perversion very well now; I even guessed right off the bat."

"I've said it so many times, men liking legs isn't perverted."

"Oh."

Yukino gave a light, airy reply, and sat down opposite him, her beautiful legs neatly together. Her smile hadn't faded. "Then let me ask you," she said, "You were spying on me for so long, you must have had some thoughts on your mind, right?"

Fushimi Makoto: "You want to hear it?"

Yukino nodded readily.

Fushimi Makoto picked up his teacup, leaned back strategically, and adopted a serious expression. "You're right, I do have quite a few opinions."

Then, with the air of a classic gourmet, he said, "Some girls actually have very beautiful legs, but because they have scars or marks on their legs, if they don't wear flesh-colored stockings, it will affect the beauty of their legs."

Yukino raised an eyebrow slightly; she really hadn't expected the other person to give such a serious comment.

She even glanced at her own legs.

Because she was wearing stockings, it was naturally not visible.

But she knew that her legs, which she had carefully nurtured for many years, were perfect.

Fushimi Makoto looked at her face and said, "You're different. Your legs are flawless, so even if you don't wear stockings, it won't affect your overall beauty."

Yukino raised her hand to interrupt, "Alright, let's leave this topic at that."

If the conversation continued, she began to wonder if she herself would start to act strangely.

What kind of girl discusses whether her legs are pretty or not with a boy?

"I haven't finished giving my evaluation yet," Fushimi Makoto said, feigning displeasure.

Yukino ignored him and started talking about her own things. "I was thinking about something before, if this crew didn't include us, and it was just you and Ichika, could you have completed filming smoothly?"

"Of course not," Fushimi Makoto said.

Yukino stared into his eyes and slowly asked, "Is it really impossible?"

"Yeah, without you guys joining in, my filming schedule would have been much slower... But speaking of which, what image do you have of me? It feels like you're treating me like Superman?"

Superman?

Yukino didn't reply.

But she felt that Fushimi Makoto, who was proficient in so many things, could be considered a regular version of Superman.

Why aren't you saying anything?

My silence means I don't want to speak.

"You've even learned the art of nonsense literature?"

"..."

After chatting casually for a while, Yukino got down to business. "I've realized there's still a lot I need to improve, and... I might need your help in that regard."

She paused abruptly.

Fushimi Makoto looked at her flickering eyes, put down his teacup, leaned back, and adopted a lazy posture.

"What are you doing?" Yukino asked, completely bewildered.

Fushimi Makoto: "I'm waiting for you to pay your tuition."

Yukino's eyes looked a little fierce.

You can't hide the look in someone's eyes when they want to bully you!

Fushimi Makoto, however, met her "super fierce" little expression with a knowing blow. "I had a feeling something was off about you today, to the point that I was wondering if you had already planned to pay the tuition, which is why you called me over."

Yukino's expression froze.

You were right!

She would never have invited Fushimi Makoto to her home without being prepared.

Was it because she didn't want him to play with her legs?

No, I actually crave that feeling of intimacy, but I'm often indecisive, which is why I haven't taken the initiative to invite him.

Admit it, I don't dislike physical intimacy; on the contrary, I want to indulge in it.