Nino: Let's Ask Him for Pointers!

The boy who was just curious about gossip was also drawn in. "Oh right, Hayama was just telling us that Fushimi, you're really good at playing Bricklayer, and you led them on a winning streak to climb the ranks last time."

"Hayama is exaggerating. Last time we played a game of catfishing," Fushimi Makoto laughed.

Can I come with you next time?

"OK."

Hayato Hayama then said, "Fushimi, there's something I'd like to discuss with you privately."

Fushimi Makoto looked at Utaha beside him.

"I'll wait for you up ahead." Utaha understood and walked away.

Once everyone else had made way, Hayato Hayama pulled Fushimi Makoto and asked, "You and Kasumigaoka- senpai aren't on a date, are you?"

"You're actually interested in gossip?" Fushimi Makoto teased.

"I'm just more interested in your gossip."

"Why does that sound a bit gay?"

Hayato Hayama knew Fushimi Makoto was joking. He picked up his phone and hesitated, "I remember you told me you were pursuing all the girls you'd been rumored to be dating. How come it seems like you weren't joking?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I wasn't joking."

Hayato Hayama didn't reply. He opened the group chat on his phone; it was a game group chat Fushimi Makoto and a few familiar male classmates.

He scrolled to Fushimi Makoto's comment in the group. "With no woman in your heart, ranking up will naturally be a breeze."

Below is a screenshot of a winning streak.

Hayato Hayama laughed and held up his phone, "Some people in the group believed you, including me. But then you went on a date with Kasumigaoka- senpai. Doesn't that mean you were just fooling us?"

Fushimi Makoto looked at him with a strange expression. "I said you shouldn't have women in your heart, not that you shouldn't have women around you. Is that so hard to understand?"

Hayato Hayama: "???"

After the two playfully bickered for a while, seeing that the atmosphere was right, Hayato Hayama finally spoke his mind, "Fushimi, be careful of a chaotic situation."

Fushimi Makoto could hear the concern in his words, and deliberately said, "I'm starting to really wonder if you're secretly in love with me, like Yumiko said."

"Ha, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal." Hayato Hayama said, then patted Fushimi Makoto on the shoulder. "I also helped out at your filming location, and I could tell that Ichika, and a few other girls, have feelings for you, so..."

He paused for a moment. "Don't accidentally die in a battleground one day, or I'll lose an interesting friend."

Fushimi Makoto nodded. "I understand, Wa-kun."

After the two separated, Fushimi Makoto had just arrived at Utaha's side when he heard a considerable commotion coming from Hayato Hayama's side.

Utaha followed him and saw a middle-aged man in a suit grab a male classmate and say, "Why did you sneak out again? Look at Fushimi Makoto from your school, he's even taken his classmates to film a short film. Can't you work as hard as him?"

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? With my modeling and economic skills, how could I be the same as him?"

"I think you're the one talking nonsense. Isn't your dad quite handsome?"

"Dad, didn't you bring a mirror with you? How about I turn on the front camera of my phone so you can see yourself?"

The atmosphere over there was briefly quiet for a second.

Then came that famous scene: the father, seeing that his son was still alive, drew out seven wolves.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but admire, saying, "This student is very brave."

Utaha smiled, then Fushimi Makoto: "Seeing this scene, I'm increasingly suspicious of one thing."

"What's up?"

"When you first told me you had a way to resolve the rumors, didn't you already consider using the principal's glorious deeds to attract the students' attention? As for later, the fact that you took Ichika and the others to film a short video would seamlessly connect to the school's headlines."

Fushimi Makoto said with a hint of amusement, "Would you believe me if I said I hadn't thought that far ahead?"

Do you think I believe that?

Utaha asked a question in return, then swayed her hips and walked away first.

Clearly, after today's hunter-prey incident, Fushimi Makoto has left her with the impression of being a shrewd and calculating person.

Such a formidable enemy cannot be confronted head-on.

Utaha suddenly realized that since that guy liked her legs so much, could she perhaps use that as a starting point to regain the upper hand?

She's still so unwilling to admit defeat.

The two had just finished buying groceries and reached an intersection when they heard a muffled thud from around the corner, followed by a girl's scream of pain.

Fushimi Makoto and Utaha exchanged a glance, then moved forward in unison before turning back.

Then they saw a blonde girl in a green tracksuit standing on one leg with a wronged and pained expression, covering her other foot with both hands, in a very funny pose.

Action director – Tom.

If she hops on one foot while making noises, she'll look even more like Tom.

"Sawamura -kun?"

Utaha was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected that she would run into Fushimi Makoto so soon after they had just been talking about him.

Fushimi Makoto glanced behind Eriri Spencer Sawamura and saw a small soccer ball standing out against the wall. Looking at Eriri Spencer Sawamura's comical pose, he roughly guessed what was going on.

What are you doing here?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was in so much pain that tears were almost streaming down her face, but when she saw two familiar faces suddenly appear, both of whom were very famous students at the school, she quickly endured the pain and put her leg down.

Utaha glanced at her leg and said, "It looks like it hurts a lot, otherwise you wouldn't be crying."

"I didn't cry!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura's little face was full of embarrassment and annoyance.

Utaha had no interest in arguing about such things. "How's your leg? Is it serious?"

Fushimi Makoto spoke up, "I suggest that Sawamura -kun have it checked first."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who is always shy, felt embarrassed to be seen making a fool of herself.

She forced a nonchalant air. "It only hurt a little, but I'm almost fully recovered now."

Utaha also saw the soccer ball behind Eriri Spencer Sawamura, and her eyes showed some surprise. "Did you accidentally hurt yourself while playing soccer on the street?"

Upon hearing the word "soccer," Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face visibly flushed red.

She seemed oblivious to the pain in her foot, angrily saying, "I didn't kick a soccer ball! I was just engrossed in reading a comic book when I suddenly saw a soccer ball next to my feet and just kicked it."

Fushimi Makoto walked over, picked up the soccer ball, and weighed it in his hand. "Sawamura- kun is really unlucky. This soccer ball is the wrong weight; it's full of sand."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura got even angrier. "Who on earth is so mean?"

"I still suggest you check it yourself. If you've damaged your nail, it might bleed and affect its appearance," Fushimi Makoto advised.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura froze, then lowered her head in embarrassment, her eyes filled with tension.

She was clearly startled by Fushimi Makoto's words, but just a second ago she had said she had recovered. If she were to have her injuries checked now, wouldn't she be even more embarrassed?

"Sawamura -kun, how far is your home from here?" Utaha suddenly asked.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura didn't understand why she asked that, but she still answered, "It's not far, only about 20 minutes."

Utaha turned to look at Fushimi Makoto: "Do you have any medicine at home?"

"Yes," Fushimi Makoto said.

Utaha made a decision immediately. "I have to go to the Fushimi Family to do some work anyway, Sawamura- kun, you can come with me too. After you're sure your foot injury isn't serious, you can apply some medicine and go home."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura paused, then said, "Huh? I'm fine..."

"It's settled then." Utaha's senior's aura immediately shone through.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura paused for a few seconds, then blushed and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

With an older female student accompanying her, she wasn't shy about going home with the boys.

Although she felt she would still be embarrassed, her foot injury was more important.

And...

So Kasumigaoka- senpai and Fushimi-kun are really nice people?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura thought happily.

Fushimi Makoto glanced at Utaha with a puzzled look. "Kasumi-laofei has another new idea?"

Utaha remained calm and appeared extremely composed.

But what she was thinking was: Sawamura- kun is just like I thought, he seems like a complete idiot. It just so happens that she's not close to Fushimi, Nakano Ichika has four younger sisters helping her, so I need a trustworthy teammate too.

Judging by the looks and figures of the five Nakano Family sisters, she understood early on that going it alone was not suitable for this version.

As for whether Eriri Spencer Sawamura will let her teammates down?

Utaha is very confident in herself.

She'll be in charge of dealing damage; all she needs is for Eriri Spencer Sawamura to stand firmly on her side when she faces off against the five Nakano Family sisters in the future.

Chapter 120 Nino: Seek His Advice!

"Excuse me."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura followed behind Fushimi Makoto and Utaha as they changed their shoes, and politely greeted them.

The two girls walked into the living room, Fushimi Makoto went inside to get his medicine box, which contained all the medicines he usually kept at home.

"You can check your injuries now." Utaha sat down gracefully.

"Um."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura appeared much more reserved. She sat down properly opposite Utaha, rolled up her trouser legs, and revealed her slender, snow-white ankles.

Taking off her white socks, she looked at her reddened toes and breathed a sigh of relief, "It really isn't serious."

Utaha was also looking over. "You're lucky. Most people would have cracked nails or even bleed when their nails split open in this situation."

"Don't make it sound so scary!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face turned deathly pale.

As a pretty girl, she really couldn't imagine her toenails turning out like that.

Fushimi Makoto came out with a medicine box at that moment. "How are you? How are your injuries?"

"It's nothing, just a little red mark." Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt inexplicably shy and pulled her feet back.

Perhaps it was the girl's modesty that prevented her from extending her foot for Fushimi Makoto to examine.

"Sawamura -kun is lucky," Fushimi Makoto said.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura froze, a hint of suspicion appearing in her beautiful eyes. "These lines sound so familiar, did you guys plan this out?"

Fushimi Makoto asked, puzzled, "What are we discussing?"

Utaha smiled, her lips curving upwards. "The three of us came back together. If Fushimi and I had rehearsed our lines beforehand, how could you not have noticed?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and fell silent.

Fushimi Makoto realized what was happening and said, "My senior and I didn't really team up; it was just a coincidence."

Utaha gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "That's right."

"Oh." Eriri Spencer Sawamura didn't want to continue this topic.

Utaha saw all of this, and her smile deepened.

It seems my judgment was entirely correct; Sawamura does indeed seem a bit slow-witted.

But this is even better; if I become friends with her, she won't betray me.

Utaha glanced discreetly at Eriri Spencer Sawamura's chest, then casually swept her gaze downwards.

She became more confident.

Although she wasn't flat-chested, she only had a tiny bit of chest.

She also admitted that Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face was very pretty, but compared to herself, her physical disadvantages were magnified.

In Utaha's eyes, it's normal for Fushimi Makoto to like Nakano Ichika, and it's also normal for him to be attracted to her.

High school girls possess the curves and figures of mature women, which is inherently very attractive to boys.

Whether it's her bust, waist-to-hip ratio, or legs, she's on par with the five Nakano Family sisters.

In this way, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who is relatively "ordinary," becomes a very safe teammate in Utaha's eyes.