Pack Up and Set Off

Compared to the short denim shorts she wore in her last photoshoot, the casual style of the pants is much looser, no longer accentuating the curves of her beautiful legs. Instead, they look relaxed and give off a youthful and lively vibe that suits her age.

It's worth mentioning that Yumiko is more efficient than Nakano Ichika and the others.

She returned Fushimi Makoto's athletic shorts today.

"Can we start now? The sooner we finish shooting, the sooner I can eat, and then I can choose a few cute photos to post on social media." Yumiko looked very excited.

Fushimi Makoto teased, "Are you sure we can release these photos?"

"Why not... Honestly, I never said all the photos taken today were private!" Yumiko blushed and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, let's start with some of the cutest photos of Yumiko."

That's more like it.

Yumiko smiled again, walked to the French windows, tilted her head slightly, put her hands behind her back, and struck a very standard girlish pose.

Fushimi Makoto was about to press the shutter button, a cell phone rang out in the living room at an inopportune moment.

"Feel sorry."

Fushimi Makoto waved to Yumiko, walked over, picked up his phone, and was taken aback.

"What's wrong? Who called?" Yumiko, curiously leaning closer after seeing his reaction.

Both of them saw "Aunt Yukinoshita" on the caller ID.

"Yukinoshita's mother?" Yumiko exclaimed in surprise, her face then filled with doubt. "You know her mother?"

"I do know her, but I don't quite understand why she would call at this time."

"You answer the phone first."

Yumiko suppressed her curiosity and Fushimi Makoto smiled at her and said, "It's okay, you don't need to avoid me."

"You said it yourself~" Yumiko smiled and stood at attention.

She didn't want to leave in the first place, so she was naturally happy that Fushimi Makoto was willing to let her listen to the phone conversation.

This indicates that their relationship is quite special!

As soon as the call connected, Mrs. Yukinoshita's pleasant voice rang out. "Makoto, are you home? I'll be downstairs right away. I'm with a film producer; he's here specifically to see you."

Film producer?

Fushimi Makoto deliberately said, "Sorry, I didn't understand."

"I met this producer Matsumoto Yuki at a banquet before. I remembered that you once mentioned that you might study film and television in the future, so I exchanged contact information with him. Interestingly, he contacted me this morning, and that's when I found out that he's very interested in your short film. He just happened to remember that I know you, so he took the initiative to come and visit me."

"I see."

Fushimi Makoto understood. Even if he didn't run into Matsumoto by chance in the Time Loop, the other party would find him sooner or Mrs. Yukinoshita.

"We'll be there soon. If you encounter any problems later, don't worry, I'll help you."

"Thank you for your help, Auntie."

"... Um."

For some reason, after Fushimi Makoto called her "Auntie," he felt that the other person's tone had changed.

After hanging up the phone, Fushimi Makoto, Yumiko was standing beside him in shock. "What's wrong with you?"

"Are you going to debut as an idol?" Yumiko blurted out a very abstract question.

Fushimi Makoto shook his head with amusement. "How could I possibly do such a thing?"

"Then why did the producer choose you?"

"Is it possible that he's interested in our club's short film?"

"Huh? Right, since he's the producer, that's definitely why he came."

Yumiko nodded, then suddenly felt a little nervous. "Should I hide?"

Why hide it?

"We're taking pictures!"

Seeing her nervous expression, Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but think, "So she has this side to her too. It's quite adorable."

Fushimi Makoto: "Don't worry, we're just taking normal photos of cute girls. Even if someone sees us, you don't need to be nervous."

That makes sense.

Yumiko then realized that they hadn't reached the stage of taking private photos yet.

These are just normal photos; I was even planning to pick two to post on social media and show off. Why should I be nervous?

Yumiko felt reassured and immediately hid the bag of clothes in Fushimi Makoto's bedroom.

"Do we have to hide our clothes too?" Fushimi Makoto asked curiously.

Yumiko's eyes darted around. "Because of a special piece of clothing."

"What makes it special?"

"Oh, stop asking! Hurry up and make some tea, our elders are coming to visit!" Yumiko abruptly changed the subject.

Her reaction, however, piqued Fushimi Makoto's curiosity.

Is it a particularly sexy outfit?

After a while, the doorbell rang, Fushimi Makoto and Yumiko came to open the door together.

"Are you Yumiko?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled, but when her gaze fell on Yumiko's face, the smile in her eyes immediately turned into confusion.

"Hello, I'm Miura Yumiko. I'm here today to Makoto to take my picture." Fushimi Makoto's earlier reminder, Yumiko is now very calm.

Mrs. Yukinoshita responded with an "oh," knowing that Fushimi Makoto was very skilled at taking photos.

At this time, right after school, a girl came to a boy's house alone; this didn't seem like a typical classmate relationship at all.

Mrs. Yukinoshita did not reveal her thoughts. She first introduced the man in the suit beside her to Fushimi Makoto and his companion. After exchanging greetings, they went inside.

The man Matsumoto had just sat down in the living room when his behavior was exactly like a chance encounter in Time Loop. He first praised the film lavishly, saying he had watched it many times, before finally saying, "Your appearance is very suitable to be an actor."

Yumiko, sitting next to Fushimi Makoto, opened her mouth in surprise; the pace of the conversation was completely unexpected.

She was curious about the content of their conversation when they invited Fushimi Makoto to debut as an actor.

"I have no interest in acting, and I don't have the time," Fushimi Makoto replied again.

Matsumoto had anticipated this, and said with a smile, "It's a little disappointing, but it's okay... By the way, I heard that you wrote that story. Since you don't want to be an actor, you can be a screenwriter."

Fushimi Makoto had experienced a similar conversation, and he refused again, mentioning that he had other stories to tell.

The other person's eyes lit up immediately.

"Roughly estimated, I have about a dozen drafts left, which can all be considered semi-finished products," Fushimi Makoto said casually.

"A two-digit draft?" Matsumoto's eyes lit up.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and Yumiko also showed surprise, but the latter's eyes quickly became intense.

Unlike the producer's eyes, which looked like he had discovered a treasure, Yumiko was purely one of admiration and pride.

He truly is my personal photographer!

The observant Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed this scene. Her expression remained unchanged, but she was secretly wondering: these two were definitely not just ordinary classmates.

She quickly glanced around the room, taking in all the photography equipment.

Yumiko's outfit was normal, a typical youthful and girly look.

"Looks like I'll have to stay and keep an eye on things later."

Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed something amiss and made a decision in her heart.

Yumiko had no idea that her seemingly calm demeanor was full of flaws in the eyes of this beautiful woman.

Chapter 151 Humility and Carrying Backpacks

"Fushimi-kun, are you free now? I'm very curious about the drafts you mentioned. If you don't mind, I'd like to see your stories."

In the living room, Matsumoto stared intently at Fushimi Makoto, his hands, which had been resting neatly on his lap, now unconsciously rose up in excitement.

His expression gave Fushimi Makoto the illusion that the other person was about to say, "I really want to see those stories, please, I'll do anything."

Just as Fushimi Makoto to agree, Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly interjected, "Mr. Matsumoto probably doesn't want to see all the stories, does he?"

The other person paused for a moment, then said, "Oh? I did have that idea..."

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled politely and said, "I don't think this is appropriate. This is your first meeting, and you are a professional. Asking Makoto to bring out all his drafts all at once is rather impolite no matter how you look at it."

"I'm sorry, I got too excited." Matsumoto realized his lapse in composure and explained with a smile, "If it's convenient for you, Fushimi-kun, I only need to see one draft."

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't speak again, but turned to look at Fushimi Makoto, indicating that he could make his own decision.

Her sudden interruption was out of a cautious habit, to prevent Fushimi Makoto stick.

Now that the other party has made their stance clear and the misunderstanding has been resolved, she will not say anything more.

Please wait a moment.

Fushimi Makoto got up and went to the bedroom.

When he returned, he was carrying a bag.

"This story is short, but I quite like it myself. You can take a look first."

"Thank you so much."

Matsumoto took the bag and took out the contents with an expectant look on his face.

He was completely absorbed in watching it almost immediately.

Yumiko was also intrigued by his reaction and wanted to see, but she was too far away.

It would be very impolite to stand up specifically to look at it.

So she could only Fushimi Makoto with her elbow and whisper, "I want to watch it too later."

"Okay." Fushimi Makoto naturally wouldn't refuse.

Mrs. Yukinoshita picked up her teacup, using the act of drinking tea to conceal her gaze.

She noticed Yumiko actions.

This made her even more certain that her earlier suspicions were not wrong.

Matsumoto quickly finished reading the short story, and he didn't hold back his praise, "A very interesting story. Fushimi-kun, are you trying to satirize something through this story?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I hadn't thought of that."

"Really? But I always felt that this was the deeper meaning the story was trying to convey."

The two chatted happily, but Yumiko was feeling extremely uncomfortable.

As she was wondering whether to ask, Fushimi Makoto noticed her expression and smiled, "Go ahead and read it if you want. The story is actually quite simple: it's about a lowly talk show host who rises to the top in a bizarre way."

"Thank you." Yumiko took the document with delight.

Mrs. Yukinoshita did not express her opinion.

Her main purpose in coming here was to prevent Fushimi Makoto from suffering any losses.

Since the two parties had a pleasant conversation and the topic of contracts or money was not discussed, she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

"Fushimi-kun, your story is perfect for a TV drama adaptation, but it's still too short. Do you have any ideas on how to expand it?"

"Why expand on it? I think if we're going to adapt it into a TV series, we should just use this magical, or rather, bizarre story style for every episode. If we keep it up, we might attract a large number of die-hard viewers."

"That makes sense! Make it like an episodic series, with one story per episode."

The two hit it off more and more as they talked, and it seemed like the man Matsumoto couldn't wait to Fushimi Makoto back to the company.

Fortunately, he remained clear-headed, and with Mrs. Mrs. Yukinoshita's protective attitude, he didn't bring up issues like signing a contract today. Instead, he exchanged contact information with Fushimi Makoto first, repeatedly stating that he would visit again after discussing it with others.

Fushimi Makoto escorted the other person to the door, then turned around and saw Mrs. Yukinoshita beside him. He asked, "Are you going back too?"

"No, I plan to sit a little longer." Mrs. Yukinoshita has a driver, so it's convenient for her to go back anytime.

Fushimi Makoto immediately realized that the other party might suspect Yumiko, and promptly said, "Auntie, why don't you stay for dinner? It's almost lunchtime anyway."