Time Loop in Anime Multiverse, I Do Whatever I Want

Nakano Ichika immediately put on a smile: [What kind of fee? Tell me first, I can pay.]

Fushimi Makoto: [In that case, please send a sweet photo of a beautiful girl first.]

Nakano Ichika's face flushed slightly, but she sat straight up.

Sweet, right?

Beautiful girl, right?

I'll show you who can be more charming.

Nakano Ichika raised her phone, found the right angle, put on a dazzlingly bright smile, and snapped a beautiful photo of herself.

Click, send.

She began to look forward to Fushimi Makoto's reaction.

One second.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds passed.

Just as Nakano Ichika was wondering, Fushimi Makoto finally replied: [What's the deal with all those bottles and jars behind you?]

Damn it!

Nakano Ichika whipped her head around, looking at her messy bedroom.

She was a lazy person and couldn't be bothered to tidy up her room at all.

She had been so focused on her smile while taking the photo that she had completely ignored the background.

At this moment, Fushimi Makoto sent another message: [There's something I don't know if I should say or not.]

Nakano Ichika: [Please, go ahead.]

Fushimi Makoto: [My dear Nakano Ichika, do you live in a garbage dump?]

Nakano Ichika: My mentality has collapsed!

And so, in the middle of the night, Nakano Nino, who had come out of her bedroom to get some water, saw with her own eyes Ichika walking to her bedroom door with a broom.

Nakano Nino was full of question marks: "What are you doing?"

Nakano Ichika's expression seemed filled with shame: "Cleaning the room."

Nakano Nino's eyes widened: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Nakano Ichika felt even more ashamed.

"May I ask if you live in a garbage dump?"

Such a small sentence, but the critical hit was massive.

"Nino, what's wrong?" Nakano Yotsuba hadn't gone to sleep yet, and seeing Nino staring blankly at the doorway, she couldn't help but feel curious.

Nakano Nino turned back blankly: "Ichika has gone crazy; she wants to clean her room in the middle of the night."

"Eh?"

Nakano Yotsuba was also stunned.

Then, she smiled and rolled up her sleeves: "Then I'll come help too."

Fushimi Makoto returned home after eight in the evening.

He hadn't done anything else at Matsukaze Mayu's place today; he had basically just chatted with the beautiful teacher and watched programs together.

Because of this, Matsukaze Mayu hadn't let him see her breasts tonight.

Fushimi Makoto could also tell that ever since that night, and with the existence of the "Aura," Matsukaze Mayu was clearly paying more attention to him.

Especially after that overly ambiguous experience that night.

If nothing went wrong, it wasn't just Fushimi Makoto who couldn't sleep that night; Matsukaze Mayu was likely tossing and turning, humming and hawing, unable to sleep either.

Fill-in-the-blank question: The meaning of humming and hawing is lying in bed in the middle of the night, unable to sleep, while humming and wanting to ().

The Mr. and Mrs. Yukinoshita wanted to see him, which was also within his expectations.

After all, he had already met that couple during the time loop.

Whether it was the strict and rigid Mrs. Yukinoshita or the gentle and easygoing Mr. Yukinoshita, he had relied on the time loop to try repeatedly until he finally won them over.

In other words, he had closed the distance between them.

Moreover, he had discovered something a long time ago: even though he had spent so many years in the time loop and experienced so many things, he could still remember every single event that had occurred.

Logically speaking, the longer a person lives, the more many things from the past—except for some major events—gradually blur over time.

But he remembered everything very clearly, and his brain suffered no negative effects.

Clearly, this must be an effect of the time loop.

When it was time to sleep, just as Fushimi Makoto was about to put down his phone, Nakano Ichika sent him a message.

I clicked it open to see yet another photo.

It was still her, looking beautiful with a sweet smile in her short sleeves and shorts, and the angle was once again perfectly captured.

However, the beverage bottle and bento box that had appeared in the background of the previous photo were now gone.

Nakano Ichika: [I think this one looks even better.]

Fushimi Makoto: [Are you secretly cleaning up to try and salvage your image?]

Nakano Ichika: [Just tell me, does it look good or not?]

Fushimi Makoto: [It looks good, I love looking at it, I'll look at it more.]

Nakano Ichika: [Then I'm satisfied. I'm going to sleep now, good night.]

Fushimi Makoto had just received this message and hadn't even had time to reply when Nakano Ichika sent another one: [Come to think of it, am I the first girl to say good night to you?]

Fushimi Makoto glanced at the "good night" Yukino had just sent, edited a reply, and sent it: [No.]

The girl curled up under her covers on the other end of the line felt her smile freeze.

I'm not the first?

Whose subordinate is she, acting even faster than me?

Nakano Ichika's sleepiness vanished instantly as she tapped the screen: [It seems you really are popular, though I wonder which girl said good night to you.]

Fushimi Makoto: [It was Yukinoshita.]

With a rustle, Nakano Ichika performed a "dying patient suddenly sitting up."

She crawled straight out of her warm blankets and sat there dazed, clutching her phone.

Only a fool would date him.

The words Yukino had once said to her echoed in her mind.

Nakano Ichika bit her lip.

Was Yukinoshita lying to me?

Saying one thing and doing another.

How is this any different from a manipulative girl?

Nakano Ichika pressed her lips together tightly and edited a message: [You and Yukinoshita are really close, aren't you.]

After sending this message, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

This kind of probing was a bit clumsy, but if she didn't say it, she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!

Nakano Ichika waited and waited, finally receiving Fushimi Makoto's reply: [Good night, cute Ichika.]

That's not the good night I wanted!

Forget it, I'll ask next time.

Nakano Ichika: [Good night.]

Fushimi Makoto put down his phone, thinking that fishing was truly interesting, especially when the bait took the hook on its own—that was even more interesting.

Two days later, Sunday.

Fushimi Makoto received a message from Yukino in the morning.

It wasn't just a morning greeting; she also mentioned that her parents would be coming over at 8:30 and asked when he would be free to meet.

Fushimi Makoto thought for a moment and arranged to meet Yukino at ten o'clock.

After receiving Yukino's reply, he immediately went to knock on Matsukaze Mayu's door.

"Good morning, Matsukaze-sensei, are you free today?"

Fushimi Makoto got straight to the point.

"I am, what do you need me for?"

Still wearing her pajamas, Matsukaze Mayu remained gentle.

Fushimi Makoto explained the situation about meeting the Yukinoshita couple.

Matsukaze Mayu was startled: "You and Yukinoshita-san have already reached the stage of meeting the parents?"

Fushimi Makoto: "How is that possible? I did her a favor, and her parents want to thank me in person."

"I see."

Matsukaze Mayu let out a sigh of relief.

Then she realized, why was she so nervous?

She turned her head, using her falling hair to hide her blushing face: "Since it's Yukinoshita-san's parents who want to see you, I suppose I don't need to go with you, right?"

Fushimi Makoto said earnestly: "I can only feel at ease if you are there."

Matsukaze Mayu's small face turned completely red in an instant.

She clenched her fists in a mix of surprise and shyness, then relaxed them, murmuring softly, "I know, I'll go with you."

"Thank you."

At nine-thirty in the morning, Fushimi Makoto and Matsukaze Mayu headed out together.

The location for the meeting with Mr. and Mrs. Yukinoshita was not a common venue like a cafe, but their home.

Yukino had told Fushimi Makoto via text that this was a temporary residence her mother often used when working in Tokyo.

From this, it was evident that the Yukinoshita couple took this meeting very seriously.

Since they were paying a visit, Fushimi Makoto bought some fruit and sweets on the way as a gift.

After Fushimi Makoto and his companion arrived at the door and rang the bell, Matsukaze Mayu whispered, "I keep getting the feeling that this is like a parent-teacher conference."

"If it were a parent-teacher conference, what would my role be?" Fushimi Makoto teased.

Matsukaze Mayu blushed and chuckled, "My colleague?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I think the role of your child would be more reasonable."

"How is that reasonable! The age gap between us isn't that big," Matsukaze Mayu retorted with mock annoyance.

Fushimi Makoto thought that made sense.

Although Matsukaze Mayu was very good at taking care of people, her housekeeping skills were only average.

When it came to housekeeping and caring for others, Nakano Nino was clearly more suitable.

Looking at it this way, Nakano Nino was a woman who could become my mother.

Soon the door was pulled open, and appearing before Fushimi Makoto and Matsukaze Mayu was a beautiful woman dressed in elegant attire, exuding a refined temperament.

She was Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Her figure was not at all flat like Yukino's; instead, she possessed the curvaceous, mature physique of an adult woman.