Right Now, I Just Want to See Blood Flowing Like a River

Miku Nakano suddenly blushed.

Her originally fair and delicate face was flushed, making her as beautiful as a peach blossom.

She kept her head down, avoiding Fushimi Makoto's gaze, and whispered, "I still remember everything you said in the bathroom that day."

It really was this!

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "You mean the popular science knowledge I mentioned?"

Miku Nakano nodded. "I checked online later, and it's true what you said; it's a perfectly normal thing."

Fushimi Makoto: "Yes, so you don't need to overthink it at all..."

Miku Nakano interrupted him, "Sometimes when I get into the mood, I can't help but think about what you look like."

Fushimi Makoto: "..."

The girl raised her head, her beautiful eyes seemingly shimmering with a shy, watery light. "Then let me ask you, do you think this is normal?"

That's not a good question to answer.

Fushimi Makoto pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly realized a crucial point.

He stared at Miku Nakano's shy face. "Did you see some strange methods online, or did some netizens teach you how to do it?"

Miku Nakano's eyes widened in surprise.

Fushimi Makoto understood. "Is that really so? You must have a master guiding you, which is why you specifically came to ask me this question."

Miku Nakano pursed her lips and remained silent.

She did find relevant questions and answers online, which is why she followed the online resources to find Fushimi Makoto.

She wanted to be sure of one thing: Did this count as liking someone? If so, how did he see her?

Fushimi Makoto wanted a "quick victory".

He needs to get to Miku Nakano as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if Ichika and Nino were to arrive only to find their younger sister sitting in the boys' room, the situation would become quite troublesome.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Miku Nakano's voice rang out.

Fushimi Makoto replied, "You could say it's normal, or you could say it's abnormal."

Miku Nakano puffed up her cheeks, her little face turning into Itsuki's favorite meat bun. "You're so cunning!"

"There's nothing we can do about it; there's no standard answer to this kind of question."

"Why?"

"Since you're already a young woman, it's normal to have fantasies and needs in that area. But everyone is different, and it's inappropriate to draw conclusions about you based solely on my opinion."

Fushimi Makoto paused, looking into her attentive eyes, and said, "Just like we've talked about before, you can boldly express your opinions; perhaps your opinion is the most appropriate answer."

Miku Nakano's expression suddenly changed.

She stared at Fushimi Makoto for a long time, her blush deepening, a hint of shyness in her watery eyes. "I do have some thoughts, but I don't know if I can do them."

Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "Go do what you think is right."

Miku Nakano bit her lip, buried her face in her hands, and whispered, "Ever since you saw me that day, I've found that whenever I need something, I always think back to that scene."

"We've already discussed this, haven't we?" Fushimi Makoto reassured him.

"It's precisely because we've already talked about it that I dare to tell you, and I've also thought about it carefully..."

Miku Nakano's face flushed bright red, as if she were murmuring, "I feel more satisfied when you're looking at me."

Fushimi Makoto: "?"

No, isn't this development going wrong?

He knew that because of his encouragement and comfort, the girl gradually became more confident, daring to say anything to him and putting her words into action.

But he never expected that the girl would be willing to tell him even such things.

Was it a complete lack of preparedness, or a desperate need for a response?

Fushimi Makoto's bewildered expression, Miku Nakano blushed shyly, her heart pounding, and her luscious red lips slowly parted. "Can you keep looking at me?"

Fushimi Makoto: Where are you planning to show me?

Chapter 155 All I want to see now is rivers of blood.

The dim bedside lamp dispelled some of the darkness in the room, and the orange glow Fushimi Makoto and Miku Nakano on the wall. This light usually represents a quiet atmosphere, but at this moment, the air was filled with the unique fragrance of the girls, which filled the space with an ambiguous feeling.

After saying those words, Miku Nakano fell silent. In the quiet room, one could still hear her heartbeat and breathing.

Since it was already break time, she didn't put on her signature headphones, and her smooth hair was left untied, casually draped over her shoulders. Compared to her previous quiet demeanor, she now bravely widened her eyes, her gaze clearly fixed on Fushimi Makoto.

Those beautiful eyes sparkled with a shyness unique to young girls, their long eyelashes trembling with nervousness, and their fair and delicate skin adorned with a blush of embarrassment. Their small hands unconsciously rested on their lower abdomen, fingers intertwined, as if proclaiming the anticipation in the girl's heart.

Miku Nakano is definitely very beautiful.

Her temperament was completely different from Ichika's, and their styles of dressing were also different. Her shapely and slender legs were wrapped in silk pajama pants, and her round and full heels, which were exposed outside her slippers, seemed to make people unable to help but explore those hidden little feet with just a glance.

She sat there quietly, waiting for Fushimi Makoto's answer, her nervousness causing her to breathe heavily, and her chest, clearly visible beneath her pajamas, rose and fell.

"That's a difficult question to answer, but one thing I'm sure of is that since I've wanted to build a good relationship with all five of you from the beginning, I think it's achievable that I'll keep an eye on you."

Fushimi Makoto could sense that the girl was in turmoil, so he tried to answer in a serious manner, while also soothing her emotions.

"Oh."

Miku Nakano responded softly, her expression unreadable, whether she was satisfied or disappointed.

Fushimi Makoto was about to say something more, she asked softly, "Makoto, you specifically encouraged me last time, and you worked so hard to tutor us, spending so much time with us every time. Is it because you and Ichika are close that you're willing to spend so much time on that?"

"So this is what you care about?" Fushimi Makoto expression relaxed.

Miku Nakano, on the contrary, was very nervous.

She regretted asking the question almost immediately.

Although the five girls grew up together, they have supported and cared for each other over the years, which is why they have come this far.

However, even the closest sisters can develop possessiveness or competitive feelings in certain situations.

Miku Nakano tightened her grip on his fingers, worried that his answer might not be what she was hoping for.

But she had already asked the question, and since things had come to this point, all she could do was wait.

To her surprise, Fushimi Makoto nodded in agreement. "Yes."

Miku Nakano was stunned.

The next second, Fushimi Makoto's voice continued, "At first, I did think that way, because I'm close to Ichika, and you're her sisters, so naturally I have a reason to help you."

"At the very beginning?" Miku Nakano's eyes lit up.

"Yes, that was true at first. But things changed later. For example, like that joke I told you before: I need to get along well with all of you so that if I ever have a conflict with one of you, I can seek help from the others."

"I'll definitely help them," Miku Nakano said decisively, a smile playing on her lips.

"I've heard that answer before," Fushimi Makoto sighed, feigning regret.

"And then what happened?"

"Later, our relationship improved, and we were no longer strangers. I happen to have decent observation skills, and I've studied a lot of things. So I thought, is it possible for me to help you solve your problems while also helping you improve?"

After Fushimi Makoto finished speaking, he deliberately put on a smug look. "If I could really do it, I would feel a great sense of accomplishment."

Miku Nakano got what he meant. "Like when you and Yotsuba play a game together, try to defeat the boss, and finally unlock a rare achievement?"

"Your description is very apt." Fushimi Makoto gave a thumbs up.

He then continued, "Ichika wants to become the best actress, and coincidentally, I've studied those things. Nino's talent for cooking is terrifying, and coincidentally, I've also studied it, so I can often exchange ideas about cooking with her and improve together."

Miku Nakano looked intently at her and said, "You used to say that I might be very sensitive and insecure, always lacking confidence, and not liking to express my opinions, so you encouraged me to step out of that situation?"

That's it.

"Itsuki doesn't dislike studying. When you and Dad discussed tutoring us, was it also to help her?"

"I've discovered you have excellent observation skills."

Miku Nakano ignored his flattery and asked curiously, "What about Yotsuba?"

Fushimi Makoto pondered for a moment and said, "Does becoming her strongest gaming partner count?"

"No!"

Miku Nakano puffed out her cheeks and glared at him, but couldn't help laughing, "If they heard what you said, Yotsuba would definitely be unhappy."

"Then please keep this a secret for me, and I can offer you payment." Fushimi Makoto clasped his hands together.

Miku Nakano smiled faintly, "You'll always help me from now on, right?"

"That sounds like a promise. Generally speaking, promises are heavy and full of responsibility; they shouldn't be made lightly..."

Fushimi Makoto met her gaze and smiled, "But I'm quite good at researching, so I can keep doing it."

"I see."

Miku Nakano smiled with satisfaction.

Just Fushimi Makoto thought the topic was over and she could go back to her room to rest, she blushed and boldly said, "Come on."

What are you coming for?

Fushimi Makoto could figure it out, he saw Miku Nakano unbutton her pajamas.

Etc.

Are we about to get on the highway?

I haven't even fastened my seatbelt yet.

Fushimi Makoto's tone at that moment sounded like he was questioning Ootengu Haru: "What are you doing?"

Miku Nakano blushed and lowered her head, looking shy, but she spoke very directly, "I'm doing what I want to do."

So it's my own boomerang again?

In the next few minutes, Fushimi Makoto's feelings were like that old internet slang: I'm so frustrated!

Even though Miku Nakano had opened her heart to him, the girl's reserve and shyness still remained.

Therefore, he turned around at the girl's request.

Then he heard a soft hum behind him.

Fushimi Makoto frowned as he listened.

Isn't this development a bit too incredible?

At least I could still see myself after my failed attempt at being a man in the bathroom last time.

Now I can't even look at it; I just sit here like an idiot, listening to the soft humming.

It feels like this: you have a cute and beautiful girlfriend, but you've been cursed by a doujinshi system and are forced to watch doujinshi and play the role of a legendary pilot every day.

What was that parody lyric again?

They threw notebooks at me, so I picked them up and pretended to be an observer, oh oh oh oh...

Fushimi Makoto turned around abruptly, Miku Nakano's bewildered and embarrassed gaze quickly met his.

He chose to help others over being passively or actively involved.

Yes, he was educating the girl about science.

Before long, Miku Nakano lay in his arms, her face flushed.

She murmured weakly, "You promised you weren't allowed to turn around..."

Fushimi Makoto: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

Miku Nakano didn't dare to respond.

She closed her eyes and rested for a few minutes, then forced herself to stand up.

"I'm going back to sleep."

"Okay, goodnight."