Eriiri Shows Up Out of Nowhere

Utaha's eyelids twitched a few times. Out of the Yukinoshita and her mother glance at the noisy cheerleading girls and then walk over to them.

She immediately moved closer to Fushimi Makoto and whispered, "They're coming. If you don't want Yukinoshita to misunderstand, I suggest you listen to me."

Just kidding, if I listened to you, how could I ever stand up to you again?

I'm going to be a hunter.

Fushimi Makoto suddenly straightened up, just in time to break free from Utaha's grasp.

He turned around with effortless grace, watching as the mother and daughter approached from Yukinoshita.

Because many people were still walking towards the girls who were cheering, and there were quite a few figures on the sidewalk, the Yukinoshita mother and daughter, who were chatting, did not notice them immediately.

What are you going to do?

Utaha's red lips parted in surprise; she hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto to turn around.

Isn't he worried about being misunderstood by Yukinoshita?

Utaha was unsure for a moment.

She had originally planned to pretend to help cover it up, but in reality, she was secretly gathering information.

She had heard many rumors about Yukino and Fushimi Makoto, so it was impossible for her not to want to know the truth.

Therefore, she wanted to take this opportunity to test the waters, and also to keep the two of them in an intimate position, so that the other person would truly fall at her feet.

She still remembered how Fushimi Makoto her last time.

As a proud young woman, how could she allow herself to be outmaneuvered?

Just as Utaha was wondering what Fushimi Makoto was up to, she suddenly felt a warmth in her palm.

The other person held my hand.

When she looked over in surprise, she heard Fushimi Makoto ask, "There's a dessert shop across the street that girls like to go to check out. Do you want to go check it out, senior?"

Um?

Utaha couldn't help but laugh.

He appeared calm on the surface, but was actually thinking about running away.

My guess was correct; his relationship with Yukinoshita is definitely not simple.

But this is for the best.

He was thinking of escaping, and the initiative was now in his own hands.

"Although I don't really like popular Instagrammable spots, since you've brought it up, I can go there while I'm at it."

Utaha couldn't hide her smile.

She was already mentally popping champagne.

Fushimi Makoto suppressed a laugh, thinking to himself that opening champagne halfway through the game was a big no-no.

The two walked together to the other side of the road. Just as they reached the opposite sidewalk, he quietly took out his phone and sent Yukino a message: "[I'm right across from you.]"

Across from her, Yukino, who was whispering with her mother, picked up her phone. When she saw the text message, her long, beautiful legs involuntarily stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked.

Yukino didn't answer, but turned to look at the opposite side, her eyes quickly scanning the crowd.

Two seconds later, she found Fushimi Makoto.

And there was a beautiful figure in a long dress beside her.

"I saw Fushimi," Yukino replied.

Mrs. Yukinoshita confusion, and when she saw the two people opposite her, a look of surprise appeared on her face. "Is the girl next to Makoto from your school's Kasumigaoka? I met her once before, she's a very outstanding girl."

Yukino a soft "hmm".

"These two are out alone during dinner time, could they be on a date?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked deliberately.

Yukino did not answer.

Her brain was working at high speed.

If that guy really was dating my senior, he definitely wouldn't have messaged me so suddenly.

So today must have been a coincidence, and the reason he messaged me was that he hoped I would call out to him.

But what was his reason for doing so?

Yukino, the "Makoto scholar," quickly grasped the situation within seconds, thanks to her understanding of Fushimi Makoto.

Seeing her daughter's silence, Mrs. Yukinoshita assumed she was jealous and said, "Let's go say hello too, and ask Makoto if he wants to have dinner with us."

"Okay," Yukino replied.

On the opposite sidewalk, Utaha celebrated inwardly that she had regained the initiative while pondering how to probe the situation later.

Suddenly, Yukinoshita's gentle voice came from Mrs. Yukinoshita: "Makoto, are you out to eat?"

Utaha was stunned.

Were they discovered after all?

Fushimi Makoto's face immediately showed a look of surprise. "Aunt Yukinoshita? What a coincidence."

Utaha. Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled and nodded, then looked at Utaha, who was standing there in a daze, and said, "Kasumigaoka- kun, it's been a long time."

"Hello."

Utaha quickly greeted them and nodded to Yukino in return.

"Have you eaten yet? Would you like to join us?" Mrs. Yukinoshita extended an invitation.

Fushimi Makoto chuckled, "I'd love to freeload a meal, but I've already made plans with my senior; we need to go to my place later to discuss some serious business."

When did we make the appointment?

Utaha was filled with suspicion; she felt that the situation was already out of her control.

"What do you mean by 'serious business'?" Yukino asked.

"This is related to my senior's personal matters. Since she didn't agree, I can only tell you that it's related to her creative work," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Creation?"

Yukino glanced at Utaha was unnatural; she understood the meaning of the word.

It was simply that the film's huge success piqued the "peacock's" strong interest.

After Utaha's visit to the set and her display of charm, the image of this black-stockinged upperclassman in Yukino's mind has completely transformed into that of a peacock seeking a mate.

Yukino could even guess that the two of them had probably discussed their creative process many times in private, and given someone's habit of being meticulous, this peacock had probably already been caught.

But she still didn't understand why Fushimi Makoto had sent her a message.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was unaware of these things, and she casually asked, "Does Kasumigaoka- kun also have a hobby of creating art?"

"Yes, I used to ask Fushimi for advice on this subject quite often."

Utaha was completely thrown off her rhythm, and she could only answer honestly.

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled and said, "In that case, we won't disturb you any longer."

Then, in a very kind and elder-like manner, she said to Fushimi Makoto, "Let's have dinner together again sometime. After your film was a success, many of my friends are very curious about you."

Fushimi Makoto: "I understand."

After Yukinoshita and her daughter left, Utaha rubbed her temples, feeling a bit confused.

But Fushimi Makoto wouldn't give her a chance to sort out her thoughts. "Are we still going to check in?"

"If you want to go, you can," Utaha said instinctively, then looked at him with a suspicious expression. "Why did you just say we had already made plans?"

"If I didn't say that, Auntie would treat us to dinner, and by the time we finished eating it would be quite late, and then we wouldn't have the chance to clock in."

"Wait, do you really want to go to that store to take photos?"

"Taking photos is true, but this isn't the place I want to go."

Where is that?

"My home."

Utaha paused, a playful smile playing on her lips, "Can I take that as you wanting to take a picture of me alone?"

Fushimi Makoto: "That's right."

"Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Wouldn't I be very embarrassed if I asked too directly and you rejected me?"

Before Utaha could speak, Fushimi Makoto continued, "Of course, mainly because this is the first time I've seen you like this, Senpai."

"I remember you admitted last time that you would occasionally steal glances at my legs," Utaha deliberately brought up the topic.

Fushimi Makoto: "That's true."

"But I'm wearing a long dress today."

"This is the most crucial part."

Fushimi Makoto paused for a moment, then asked very seriously, "If I were to choose stockings for you, would you agree?"

So that's what he was planning.

Utaha's feelings were complicated.

To be honest, I was happy.

The other person was clearly attracted by her charm, which was why they wanted to invite her home.

To be honest, I do feel frustrated.

The pace of their conversation had become too fast, and with Yukinoshita and her daughter suddenly showing up, she had no idea how to get back on track.

She thought about it and agreed.

Anyway, the other person always manages to take really good photos of me, and I quite like those photos.

However, she made one request. "Stockings are ultimately a very private item for girls. If the style you choose doesn't meet my requirements, I will refuse."

"Then I'll specifically choose the style you like," Fushimi Makoto said.

Utaha smiled slightly, "I have no objection."

Fushimi Makoto smiled.

First, get her to put on the stockings she chose, then figure out a way to sit on her legs!

Chapter 132 Eriri Spencer Sawamura Appears Out of the Box

On his way to the mall to pick out stockings, Fushimi Makoto made a point of replaying his earlier actions.

He knew Utaha's proud and competitive nature, which is why he pretended to be the prey in order to lure away Utaha, the real prey.

Similarly, Yukino knew him very well and came looking for him immediately after receiving the text message.

The sudden intrusion of Yukinoshita and her daughter successfully disrupted Utaha's rhythm.

In this situation, Fushimi Makoto would be able to take the first step towards obtaining the mission reward.

He really wanted Utaha, and he also wanted the mission reward.

But he caught more than just Utaha today.

Yukino was also part of his plan.

Even if Yukino doesn't say she cares that he and Utaha are going home later, she definitely does care in her heart.

After receiving the mission reward, Fushimi Makoto planned to go to Yukino's place that night to "apologize with a thorn on his back."

As for which thorn will bear the brunt, we'll only find out then...

"Let's choose these styles; they're the kind of clothes you usually wear, senior."

Fushimi Makoto made a quick decision in the business world.

Utaha didn't refuse, but looked him up and down with a strange expression. "You actually brought me to buy stockings? I thought you were just talking nonsense."