A Lifetime-and a Whole Quilt
For example, he noticed that Hiratsuka Shizuka was really enjoying the date.
For example, he realized that Hiratsuka Shizuka was not content with just that.
On her first date with someone of the opposite sex, Hiratsuka Shizuka wanted more.
As for disqualification?
Her current thought is probably: I've already failed today, I'll deal with the rest tomorrow.
"How about we go to the beach?" Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Can."
Hiratsuka Shizuka paid the bill for dinner, and after the two left the restaurant, she hailed a taxi.
Fushimi Makoto thought that when she said "going to the beach," she meant the kind of beach where people wear bikinis.
When the two arrived, they discovered that the area was full of ships and cruise ships, as well as a group of busy workers.
Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to sense his confusion and smiled somewhat sheepishly, "If we go to a place with beach volleyball and lively crowds, I doubt I'd want to go back."
Fushimi Makoto understood. "Because this is the first time we've had a date like this?"
"Um."
Hiratsuka Shizuka gradually relaxed as well.
You could also say they've "accepted their fate."
On this disgraceful day, she didn't want to dwell on any more messy issues.
Because she simply couldn't understand it.
"What a pity, I thought I'd see Shizuka in her swimsuit." Fushimi Makoto's exclamation was genuine.
Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes at him. "I already told you not to call me that."
"Will I have swimsuits to look at in the future?"
"... Fushimi, I suddenly really want to punch you."
"You can't beat me anyway."
"..."
This guy is infuriating!
The two spent more than an hour at the beach. When they returned, Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't rush to get in the car, but instead Fushimi Makoto.
"Excuse me, are you the creator of that short film that's been going viral online recently, Fushimi Makoto?"
A man in a suit suddenly blocked the way.
Hiratsuka Shizuka's face flushed, and she quickly distanced Fushimi Makoto.
Fushimi Makoto remained calm. "It's me. What's the matter?"
"Wow, it really is you!" The man's face lit up with excitement. "I've watched your short film countless times; I really love your story."
"Thanks."
"By the way, this is my business card. I think with your looks you could totally be an actor, I wonder if you'd be interested..."
"Not interested."
Despite being rejected so decisively, the other party wasn't angry. Instead, they smiled and said, "I've thought about it before. Someone who prefers creating behind the scenes probably wouldn't be interested in becoming an actor."
Then, with utmost sincerity, he said to Fushimi Makoto, "I've not only read your works repeatedly, but I've also looked at many comments online. I've heard that you're very good at creating art, is that right?"
Fushimi Makoto Hiratsuka Shizuka exchanged a glance; both of them guessed the other's purpose.
Hiratsuka Shizuka felt it was her place to step in as an elder. "I'm sorry, but he should prioritize his studies right now. If you're looking to invite him to become a screenwriter, I don't think that's appropriate."
Fushimi Makoto said, "I really don't have time to help you write the script."
The man's face darkened.
But Fushimi Makoto added, "But I still have some scripts that I wrote for fun."
"Really? May I take a look?" the other person exclaimed excitedly.
Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Fushimi Makoto in surprise. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying at all, she couldn't help but ask, "You wrote more than one story?"
"Well, there are probably a dozen or so in total, since I like to study things when I have nothing else to do."
"A dozen or so?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka and the man in the suit were shocked.
Fushimi Makoto picked up the business card, wrote down the number and address, and then said, "I'm not available today. How about we talk properly another time?"
"No problem, then I won't bother you any longer."
Upon hearing that Fushimi Makoto was willing to discuss things later, the man very tactfully bowed and left.
Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed still immersed in the emotions she had just experienced. She murmured softly, "I never knew you wrote so many stories. Could they all be used to adapt into screenplays?"
"Pretty much, but none of that matters," Fushimi Makoto said.
"Isn't that important?"
"Yes, the most important thing right now is for me to go on a date with Jingke."
"... I already told you not to use that term!"
Under the cover of night, Hiratsuka Shizuka glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, but in her heart she was thinking: Was my taste really that good?
No, no, I'll think about it later.
If I keep thinking about it now, I'm afraid I'll start having a feeling on the street.
After all, he had strange methods, and he even made me practice my speaking skills...
The two strolled around the streets until seven o'clock before heading home.
This was Fushimi Makoto's first time visiting Hiratsuka Shizuka's house.
As he looked around the spacious living room, he glanced at the beautiful figure bending over to pour tea, thinking that Jing'ai's hips were indeed very suitable for this kind of skirt; she had a kind of magic that made it impossible to look away.
Hiratsuka Shizuka brought over the tea, sat down, and hesitated before asking, "What time are you planning to go back?"
"Who asks a guest when they left as soon as they walk in?" Fushimi Makoto asked, taking a sip of tea.
Hiratsuka Shizuka a little embarrassed and a bit guilty.
The two of them had been having so much fun that she found herself unconsciously becoming absorbed in the experience.
By the time she realized what was happening, she had already dragged Fushimi Makoto home.
A man and a woman are alone together in a room late at night, and the man himself had given up a defeat CG during the day. What will happen next?
Hiratsuka Shizuka dared not think about it.
She was lost in thought when she suddenly felt a weight on her leg.
Looking down, Fushimi Makoto had finished his tea and was now lying on her lap.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka panicked immediately. Surely he wouldn't attack me so soon?
"I was thinking of doing that this afternoon." Fushimi Makoto looked up at her.
These legs are so soft and smell so good!
Most importantly, from this angle, her already voluptuous curves appear magnified, becoming even fuller.
How magnificent!
Chapter 147 A lifetime is also a single quilt
In the living room, when Fushimi Makoto his head on Hiratsuka Shizuka, her heart immediately began to race.
Their eyes met. Hiratsuka Shizuka's face flushed, her mind in turmoil. The shameful yet pleasurable scenes from that afternoon resurfaced in her mind.
You dared to lie on my lap as soon as you came in? Are you planning to lie somewhere else later?
Hiratsuka Shizuka looked away, trying to ease the tension with casual conversation. "Was the man who stopped you earlier a talent scout?"
"No, his business card says 'film producer.'" Fushimi Makoto wasn't in a hurry to make a move.
Because Jingke is willing to intentionally feed kills to the enemy.
"Film producer? That's quite an impressive title," Hiratsuka Shizuka remarked deliberately.
Fushimi Makoto: "Indeed."
You just said "indeed"?
Couldn't you say a few more words to help ease the tension?
Hiratsuka Shizuka could only feign curiosity. "Since the other party is a film and television producer, and you happen to have a story that you've already written, why don't you chat with him a little longer?"
"Because there are more important things to do today." Fushimi Makoto gazed into her beautiful eyes.
Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and stammered.
Fushimi Makoto chuckled inwardly. Tonight's date with Hiratsuka Shizuka was indeed the most important thing, but even without the date, he wouldn't talk to that man much.
After all, this is Time Loop, and he won't retain the other person's memories.
But he did gain something tonight. Now that he knows the other party is looking for him and has a need, he has noted down the other party's number and address. Once he returns to reality, he can put it into practice.
"By the way, do I really have to go back tonight?"
Fushimi Makoto found her adorable as she tried to act shy but kept putting on a brave face, so he smiled and asked her a question.
"Of course you have to go back!" Hiratsuka Shizuka blurted out instinctively.
She quickly realized she had overreacted and lowered her voice. "You can't stay out all night, can you? That's a really bad habit."
Fushimi Makoto said matter-of-factly, "If I were to stay overnight here, there wouldn't be any problem with it."
"Why?"
"Jing is such a good person."
"... You're here again."
Hiratsuka Shizuka, embarrassed to look at him again, turned her burning cheeks away and muttered, "Anyway, you're definitely going back."
"Hmm, shall I leave now?" Fushimi Makoto suddenly asked.
Hiratsuka Shizuka hesitated for a moment. "No."
You're just leaving like this? What am I supposed to do?
I spent the whole night mentally preparing myself!
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she realized that Fushimi Makoto was definitely flirting with her.
She looked down, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, while Fushimi Makoto feigned confusion. "You won't let me stay the night, but you also won't let me leave now, so what am I supposed to do?"
"You can sit a little longer, we can chat or something." Hiratsuka Shizuka's cheeks grew even redder.
"Just chatting?" Fushimi Makoto asked with a smile.
Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't answer.
Is just chatting enough for me?
Obviously not.
Just then, Fushimi Makoto sat up from her lap.
Hiratsuka Shizuka was nervous, thinking he was really going back, but to her surprise, he reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Don't want..."
The moment she entered Fushimi Makoto's arms, Hiratsuka Shizuka instinctively cried out.
But as their eyes met, she heard Fushimi Makoto whisper, "What should I do, Shizuka? My patience is almost gone."
Does "patience" mean... you finally couldn't resist making a move on me?
Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyelashes trembled, and after staring at him for three seconds, she ultimately couldn't withstand his gaze.