This Is the Power of Nino!

In the basket outside where clothes were kept, besides the clothes she had just taken off, there was another pair of soiled stockings.

The thought of it made her angry.

The warm water flowing over her body should have felt incredibly comfortable and pleasant, but the longer she stayed in the bathroom, the more that embarrassing image would repeat in her mind.

She opened her eyes, first looking at her fair, delicate hands, then at her long, shapely legs.

"Abnormal!"

The thought that I had agreed to his unreasonable request made me angry.

You should know that when she invited Fushimi Makoto over, she had only prepared for a kiss.

In the end, all the clothes were gone!

After taking a shower, she came out of the bathroom, fully dressed.

Fushimi Makoto turned around at the sound, and the moment their eyes met, Yukino glared at him. "Haven't you seen enough yet?"

"I can't get enough of looking at him." Fushimi Makoto shook his head.

Yukino didn't dare continue the conversation. She walked over and picked up the hairdryer, but Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out. "Let me help you."

This time she did not refuse.

Sitting in front of the mirror, the buzzing of the hairdryer surrounded her. The blush on her face in the mirror hadn't completely faded, but he was earnestly drying her hair.

Perhaps it was because he was too calm, while she felt embarrassed for a long time, that Yukino finally couldn't help but retort, "Doing perverted things makes you feel good?"

"It's hard not to think it's bad." This time, Fushimi Makoto didn't refute the "pervert" label.

Yukino pursed her lips, thinking to herself that she would never wash cherries for him again.

To everyone's Fushimi Makoto said, "I'll bring some cherries next month and see if they taste better than today's."

Yukino blushed and said coldly, "I don't want it, thank you."

"Then I'll feed you."

"..."

Yukino almost blurted out a sarcastic remark. "What are you planning to feed me?"

Fortunately, she suppressed the thought in time.

She vividly remembered how her legs had gone so weak she couldn't stand up, while he remained as energetic as ever.

This guy's physical strength and energy are unfathomable!

Yukino discovered another of his strengths.

After much thought, the girl concluded that this must be his natural talent, since most boys are physically stronger than girls.

In addition, he could train within the Time Loop, so Yukino didn't have any competitive thoughts this time, after all, she was physically weak.

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out. "Do you have any training plans?"

Yukino unconsciously recalled the scene from earlier, and her tone became somewhat unnatural. "Why did you suddenly ask that?"

"Because your physical fitness is really too poor."

"... Thank you for reminding me, but I know that better than you do."

"How about I put together a workout plan for you? If you stick to it, your physical fitness will definitely improve."

Yukino thought about it and agreed.

This can be considered a kind of progress.

That's a good thing.

After drying their hair, the two chatted in the living room for a while Fushimi Makoto to say goodbye.

Because Yukino was wearing pajamas, she only saw him to the door and didn't come downstairs.

As she was thinking this, Fushimi Makoto deliberately stood at the door and said, "Don't see me off. Even though you're dressed very warmly in your pajamas, you're so cute, I'm worried I won't be able to control myself later..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yukino interrupted him coldly, "Please don't flatter yourself. I never intended to see you downstairs."

Fushimi Makoto gave an "oh" and turned to leave.

Yukino was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, Fushimi Makoto, who had taken two Fushimi Makoto, suddenly stopped, turned around, and muttered to himself, "No, your attitude is too rude. I have to make you pay some more tuition."

Startled, Yukino quickly reached out and closed the door.

Faintly, Fushimi Makoto be heard from outside the door. "Too bad I was a step too late."

Yukino chuckled softly and walked inside with a completely relaxed feeling.

She had just returned to the living room when she saw unread messages on her phone.

She guessed it was from Fushimi Makoto.

Upon opening the link, Fushimi Makoto had indeed sent a picture.

These are real photos of various styles of stockings.

The following line reads: I want to see you wear this next time.

Want a next time?

Yukino didn't even want to reply to the messages.

But as she was watching the TV program absentmindedly, her peripheral vision unconsciously drifted to her legs.

On the other side.

Not long after Fushimi Makoto returned home, the doorbell rang.

He remembered the message Yukino had given Matsukaze Mayu before, and assumed it was from her Hiratsuka Shizuka returning from dinner.

When he opened the door, he was surprised to find that it was Nakano Ichika standing there.

She said with a big smile, "A surprise!"

Fushimi Makoto glanced at the bag she was carrying.

Nakano Ichika's smile immediately turned meaningful, "These are my clothes. I barely managed to sneak out after dealing with my sisters."

Fushimi Makoto understood; she wanted to spend the night at his own home.

As soon as the two entered the living room, she couldn't wait to head towards the bedroom. As she walked, she boldly turned back and said in a provocative tone, "I'll sleep in your room tonight."

Fushimi Makoto joked, "Then you might not be able to sleep."

A blush rose to Nakano Ichika's face, and she slightly raised her chin. "We don't know who will win or lose yet."

"Very well, I've decided to accept your challenge." Fushimi Makoto said, then walked towards the bathroom.

He was thinking to himself that if Little Head's dad could talk, he would definitely say excitedly, "Son, you are so good to me. I will follow you again in the next life."

As the bathroom door closed, Nakano Ichika's smile vanished quickly, replaced by a suspicious look.

She had just smelled another fragrance on Fushimi Makoto.

This time she was 100% certain that it was the scent of Yukino's usual shampoo.

This woman is definitely dishonest!

I wasn't paying attention for a second, and she came to raid my house again.

Nakano Ichika looked around and thought to herself that Yukino must have left not long ago, otherwise the scent on Makoto wouldn't be so strong.

Cover up the scent Yukinoshita!

She opened her bag, inside which were not only a beautiful slip dress, but also a pair of black stockings she had stolen from Miku.

There was no other way; she went straight to her audition after school today and didn't have time to buy stockings.

So, taking advantage of Miku's inattention, she borrowed her sister's black stockings.

Chapter 112 This is Nino Divine Power!

Since there was no one else at home, Fushimi Makoto a shower.

This meant that he had only been sitting in the bathtub for less than five minutes when the bathroom door was pushed open.

Nakano Ichika, dressed in a slip dress and stockings, walked in blushing and looking quite charming.

Her blushing was merely a natural shyness befitting a young girl in her prime; in reality, her gaze was quite bold, and her steps were without the slightest hesitation.

She met Fushimi Makoto's gaze and approached the bathtub without making the slightest attempt to conceal herself, even peeking into the tub repeatedly.

What a brilliant example of the reversed Heavenly Stems!

Honestly, it was a bit awkward when a girl barged into my shower and stood next to the bathtub, peeking in and peeking around.

But Fushimi Makoto did not show his discomfort.

He knew this was Nakano Ichika's offensive style.

That night at the Nakano Family's house, he removed the last "shackle" from Ichika's body.

The girl's once high attack and low defense have gradually transformed into high defense.

Of course, this defense only exists when the two of them are alone.

If she were to face Yukino one-on-one, her defense would still be insufficient.

"Do I look good in this outfit?"

Nakano Ichika deliberately stood with her legs straight, and the snow-white skin around her neck, visible through the halter top, seemed to glow under the overhead lights.

"One hundred points, I give it one hundred points."

Fushimi Makoto didn't hold back his praise, and then looked at her beautiful legs in black stockings, thinking to himself that she had actually gone out of her way to buy stockings.

Just then, Nakano Ichika's happy laughter rang out. "I knew I looked good in this outfit. I borrowed these pantyhose from Miku. We're about the same size, so they fit me perfectly."

"Huh?" Fushimi Makoto was taken aback.

Nakano Ichika laughed dismissively, even teasing, "What's wrong? Do you have special feelings for Miku too, so you get all worked up just hearing it's her pantyhose?"

Ignoring her teasing, Fushimi Makoto asked with a strange expression, "When you say 'borrow,' you don't mean you secretly took Miku's pantyhose and wore them without her permission, do you?"

Nakano Ichika's gaze immediately wandered.

She said, "It's okay, I'll wash it clean and put it back secretly afterwards, she definitely won't find out."

Fushimi Makoto's tone became even stranger. "Does that mean I can't tear it up today?"

"Why are you tearing your pantyhose... Wait, you actually have this kind of hobby?"

A strange light flashed in Nakano Ichika's eyes. She immediately lifted her leg and straddled the bathtub.

Now all her clothes were soaked.

As if she had discovered something amusing, before Fushimi Makoto could speak, she leaned to the other side of the bathtub, deliberately slowed down in the water, and raised one of her black-stockinged legs.

"What a pity, Makoto's lewd hobby can't be fulfilled."

She spoke with a smile, and even stretched out her leg, pressing it against Fushimi Makoto's chest.

The smile blooming on that beautiful face, enveloped in the steamy bathroom air, made her appear both alluring and radiant.

She was clearly acting.

They acted quite well.

Of course, acting skills are only part of it; the passionate emotions within her are what truly motivated her to be so bold.

Fushimi Makoto grasped her delicate little feet. "Should I lock the door now?"

"Makoto, are you shy...? Eh?"

Nakano Ichika wanted to tease him a bit more, but Fushimi Makoto grabbed her little foot and pulled her into that familiar, warm embrace, just like that day.

At a point like this, is verbal communication even necessary?

Of course not.

All that's needed is "Nino Divine Power"!

At that moment, in the hallway outside the door, Matsukaze Mayu and Hiratsuka Shizuka each carried a small bag, chatting and laughing as they arrived at Fushimi Makoto's house.