Just a Little Love-Triangle Drama

Why did you request a video call?

Yukino spoke first.

Her camera was focused entirely on her face, revealing only a small glimpse of her fair neck.

It's obvious she did it on purpose.

"Isn't this a simple question? Video calls exist precisely so that you can easily see the person you want to see," Fushimi Makoto said.

Yukino looked at the camera expressionlessly. "Saying things like that on purpose means that what you really want to say might anger me, so you chose to hide it."

Fushimi Makoto stretched his hand into the camera's view and began to applaud. "As expected of Ichika."

Yukino's face finally showed expression, but it was one of disgust. "So you're not going to tell the truth?"

Instead of answering, Fushimi Makoto asked, "Speaking of which, are you wearing no makeup right now?"

"Yes," she answered.

"I suddenly remembered a sentence I read in a book before. Would you like to hear it?"

"In no mood."

Okay, I'll tell you now.

"..."

Yukino closed her eyes as if in resignation, then opened them again. "Speak quickly."

Fushimi Makoto chuckled. "The book says that in today's society, if a girl meets a boy without makeup, it's either because she's too lazy to wear makeup, or she's naturally beautiful and doesn't need cosmetics. So, my lovely second young lady, which category do you fall into?"

Yukino paused for two seconds, then replied confidently, "Thank you for the compliment. I know I'm cute."

She didn't give Fushimi Makoto a chance to continue flirting with her.

The two were already familiar with each other. Although she couldn't completely counter Fushimi Makoto's new fighting style, at least she could hold her own at times.

At this moment Fushimi Makoto said, "By the way, recently some advertisers have contacted our club account again."

Yukino's expression turned serious. "Although you are the club president, and these kinds of things should be discussed by everyone, I still think it's best if we don't keep using advertisements."

"That's what I think too."

"Um?"

Yukino paused for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"Do you really think I'd keep making money with the club's account?"

I think it's possible.

"My dear second young lady, I cannot agree with what you said."

Fushimi Makoto sat up slightly and said half-jokingly, "While I don't mind if we all earn some pocket money together, I've always thought that if some friendships get involved with money too early, it might not be a good thing."

Yukino's beautiful eyes lit up. "Continue."

Fushimi Makoto knew she would be interested in this topic, and smiled, "It might give everyone another way to make money. At first, it may seem like everyone is making money, but in reality, it's possible that you're losing money, and the longer it goes on, the more you lose."

Yukino stared at his face for a while, then slowly smiled and said, "This is probably the first time I've completely accepted you as my captain."

"Wait, did you never approve of me before?"

"I only agree with half of it, because you sometimes seem quite unreliable."

I have a problem with that.

"It's no use having an opinion."

Yukino continued chatting, she seemed much more relaxed than when she was on video call.

She was actually quite worried that Fushimi Makoto bring it up again.

Just like the other person said, she felt that earning pocket money was fine, but if it happened too often, the friendship would become tied to money too early. Over time, if one day someone got the least money, it might leave a lingering resentment.

Fushimi Makoto understood the girl's thoughts, but there was one more thing he didn't say: the five Nakano Family sisters were of such high character that they would never turn against each other over a dispute about dividing money.

Yukino was nervous because the short film was about to be broadcast, Fushimi Makoto's purpose in this video call was to distract the girl, so he went along with her train of thought.

The two then mostly chatted casually, with Fushimi Makoto initiating topics and Yukino offering her own opinions.

The two chatted for almost half an hour when Yukino suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to ask me why I contacted you at night?"

"The answer has always been on the surface of the riddle, so I don't need to ask anymore," Fushimi Makoto said.

Yukino's gaze softened instantly.

So this guy guessed it from the beginning?

She was indeed nervous today, even a little worried. What should she do if the short film didn't receive a good response after it aired?

Everyone has worked hard together for so long, even though she once said on set, "Just do your best to get things done, and you don't need to think about anything else."

But when the day actually arrived, she found herself getting nervous.

She had similar feelings before, but she always endured them alone.

Things are different now.

She knew she could go and talk to that person.

Although I dislike some of his flaws, whenever I have something I want to confide in or share, the first person I think of is always that guy.

"Is it much better now?" Fushimi Makoto's voice interrupted her thoughts.

Yukino smiled gently, "Yes, much better."

"So how are you going to thank me?"

"Oh, so you came to help me with an ulterior motive?"

"It should be called a 'requirement'."

"So what are your requirements?"

"Look at the legs."

The video call was abruptly ended.

Fushimi Makoto showed no disappointment whatsoever; instead, he leaned back on the sofa and waited patiently.

Three minutes later, Yukino sent a message.

Fushimi Makoto immediately clicked on it.

There are no words, only a photograph.

Yukino's face wasn't shown; it was a picture of her lower body wearing a slip dress.

All of this confirmed Fushimi Makoto's judgment. The reason she kept the camera pointed at her face and didn't move it down was because her sundress was too revealing and inappropriate for public display.

Although Yukino had already been Fushimi Makoto, she was, after all, a reserved girl and would never willingly dress scantily for a boy to see late at night.

The legs in the photo were slender and shapely, with the lower half of the thighs below the skirt appearing snow-white and rounded, dazzlingly white. The heels on the bed sheet were full, and the cute little toes, like tiny pearls, were neatly arranged together. The nails were trimmed very neatly, and the delicate pink nail polish looked very beautiful under the light.

Yukino then sent a message: [This is just once, consider it a thank you for helping me just now.]

Fushimi Makoto: [Captain is ready, takeoff!]

Yukino:[???]

Around 8:20, Fushimi Makoto finally received a message from Nakano Ichika.

But when he opened the door, he found that there was not only Ichika outside, but also Nino was dressed up very beautifully.

"Good evening." Nakano Nino smiled generously.

Nakano Ichika maintained her smile, but she was clearly not happy about it.

"Good evening."

Fushimi Makoto responded by making room for them to come in, and then asked, "Is it alright for you two to be out so late at night?"

Nakano Nino spoke first, "I've already told Miku."

Nakano Ichika nodded with a half-smile, "Yes, Nino and I said it together, and it's all set."

"There's a problem, there's definitely a problem."

At that moment, at the Nakano Family, Itsuki paced back and forth in the living room with a somber expression.

Miku and Yotsuba, sitting next to her, nodded in agreement. "Ichika and Nino definitely have something going on!"

Chapter 122 A Mere Shura Field

"I passed my audition today! The director also approved of my acting skills. It's a pity that it was already dark by the time I finished, otherwise I would have definitely called everyone over to celebrate together."

Inside the living room, two girls sat on either side of Fushimi Makoto. Ichika was excitedly talking about her audition, her voice drowning out the commercials on the television.

"This is definitely something to celebrate," Fushimi Makoto agreed.

Nakano Ichika laughed and said, "That's why I came to find you. Although we can't have a celebratory meal together because of time constraints, Makoto, you're still keeping me company, right?"

Nakano Nino suddenly interjected, "Is this your reason for not coming home tonight?"

"Huh? I don't recall saying I was going to stay here overnight. Nino, why is your thinking so unpredictable?"

"Am I being unreasonable, or are you lying?"

Faced with Nino's direct question, Ichika cleverly chose not to answer, but instead said to Fushimi Makoto, "There's a role in the movie I auditioned for that requires me to wear a suit. This afternoon, while I was watching, I kept thinking, 'I wish you Makoto, could play this role.'"

"I have absolutely no interest in acting," Fushimi Makoto refused.

Nakano Ichika blinked, a faint smile playing on her lips, "I know, but even if you don't act, you can still wear a suit for me to admire."

Fushimi Makoto could even speak, Nino anxiously exclaimed, "No way! A suit is absolutely out of the question!"

Fushimi Makoto, dressed in a suit and tie, was completely out of her league in terms of aesthetics.

Besides, Nino knew perfectly well that Ichika was competing with her, otherwise she wouldn't have deliberately avoided her questions.

So she stood up without hesitation, looking down at the two of them. "I think Ichika's suggestion is terrible."

Nakano Ichika calmly looked at her younger sister. "Oh? Nino, you have a different idea?"

Nakano Nino really does exist!

Seemingly distracted by her sister's words, she stared at Fushimi Makoto for a moment, a look of anticipation rising in her eyes. "Makoto would look good with his hair dyed yellow, like a delinquent in a manga."

Then, she simply Fushimi Makoto, and seeing that he was about to move, she said, "Makoto, don't move."

She then unbuttoned two buttons on Fushimi Makoto's shirt.

This time, her expression was even more satisfied. Her beautiful eyes reflected Fushimi Makoto's collarbone as she exclaimed happily, "My aesthetic sense was right after all. Makoto, this style suits you better, it's just that the hair color is wrong."

Seeing her younger sister get involved, Nakano Ichika gradually lost her temper. "Nino, don't you think it's strange that you just said my taste is terrible?"

Why is that strange?

"If Makoto really acts like a delinquent as you say, it will cause a lot of headaches for many people."

"I think you're the only one who's having a headache."

"I knew you'd be unhappy. Go ask Makoto yourself and see if he thinks the same way I do."

The two competing girls immediately turned their heads, their gazes simultaneously falling on Fushimi Makoto.

"Makoto, what do you think?" Nakano Nino's eyes were tense.

Nakano Ichika chuckled deliberately, "You definitely don't like the delinquent style, right?"

Fushimi Makoto slowly raised his index finger. "Don't rush me, I have an idea."

"What idea?" x2

"I can wear the suit that Ichika likes, with a shirt underneath, unbutton it, and then dye my hair blonde. Wouldn't that satisfy both of your tastes at the same time?"

Ichika and Nino: "..."

Neither girl said anything.

They exchanged a glance, then quickly turned away.

Originally, the two sisters were competing to determine a winner, but in the end, only one of them could be happy.