No Staying Over Tonight

Whether you're teasing me or praising me, you should at least say a few words, right?

Unable to bear the eerie silence, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally feigned composure and asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm waiting for you to invite me to your house." Fushimi Makoto typed a basic attack.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's defenses immediately plummeted, and she blushed as she turned away, saying, "It's not convenient today."

Why is it inconvenient?

"Well, you know, right? Women get their periods every month."

"Jing Ke'ai is really bad at lying."

"Huh?" Hiratsuka Shizuka was taken aback.

Fushimi Makoto said slowly, "Do you remember that night you took the initiative to make love again... um, don't cover my mouth."

Hiratsuka Shizuka covered his mouth, both embarrassed and angry. "Why do you blurt out everything?"

"That's not the point. What I mean is, you mentioned the day you get your period that night, so I remembered it. I was thinking that if you're not feeling well in the future, I can make you some red date and longan tea to supplement your iron and vitamins."

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly fell silent.

Is it embarrassing?

There definitely is.

Happy?

Yes, there are.

Being remembered and cared for by someone of the opposite sex she liked was something she had experienced before.

After a moment of silence, Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed, seemingly helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you... Let's make this clear first, you're not allowed to stay overnight at my house."

"No problem," Fushimi Makoto agreed.

His reason for visiting Hiratsuka Shizuka's house was not simply to check how many layers of status she had accumulated.

What he really wanted to do was to help Hiratsuka Shizuka resolve her inner conflict.

I can't let her keep avoiding me like this.

If Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't have any inner conflicts, then the system quest should have been triggered long ago.

She clearly gave it all to herself.

He even performed a hat trick with ferocious savagery.

However, the system task was never triggered.

This means that she must still have something very important to do.

More than ten minutes later.

Hiratsuka Shizuka gestured for Fushimi Makoto to sit down and then brought him tea and snacks.

After doing all this, she sat down on another single sofa.

She tried to sound calm and started a conversation, "Are you and Yukino on a date today?"

Fushimi Makoto didn't answer, but instead patted the spot next to him.

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and said angrily, "I'm not going!"

"Then shall I come to your place?"

"No, there's no room here."

"We can find a way."

"You... never mind, I'll come to your place."

Unable to defeat him, Hiratsuka Shizuka could only sit down beside him.

To be honest, she was quite worried that the other person would attack her as soon as she sat down.

To her Fushimi Makoto didn't even look at her. Instead, he took out his phone and opened a webpage. "Look at the comments under our club's account. I don't know who started this trend, but now everyone's shipping me and Yukino."

"Ah?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was completely unaware of this. She quickly came over to take a look, and a strange pang of sadness welled up inside her. "It must have been done by those idle netizens."

That's right, this was indirectly facilitated by Ichika.

Fushimi Makoto suppressed a laugh, "Once Yukino's short film is finished, if you're willing to appear in the behind-the-scenes footage, maybe a new couple will emerge."

New couple?

Is he implying something to me?

Hiratsuka Shizuka was quite tempted.

But she quickly realized that the other person wasn't hinting, but flirting with her!

Given their ages alone, it's impossible for anyone to ship them as a couple.

"Oh, you realized it so quickly?" Fushimi Makoto was still smiling.

Hiratsuka Shizuka ignored him and continued, "You came to my house just to show me this?"

"No, what I really want to do is something else." Fushimi Makoto suddenly became serious.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, feeling uneasy under his pressure, asked, "What do you want?"

Fushimi Makoto stared at her beautiful face without saying a word.

Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly realized something was wrong and was about to get up Fushimi Makoto grabbed her and instantly refined her... No, that's not right.

Chapter 179 No Overnight Stay Tonight

Hiratsuka Shizuka gave up struggling the moment Fushimi Makoto pulled her into his arms.

Or perhaps, she was unable to struggle.

Just as Fushimi Makoto had predicted, Hiratsuka Shizuka had been in a state of turmoil for days. The moment his hands touched her slender waist, the woman seemed to have a switch flipped, and she immediately blushed and fell into his arms.

"Fushimi, let me go first..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice lacked any confidence, and her embarrassment was clearly visible on her face.

"I've let go." Fushimi Makoto.

Hiratsuka Shizuka tried to stand up, but found her legs trembling violently.

It's even a little soft.

What's wrong with me?

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed, her cheeks burning.

She couldn't possibly know about the [Fantasy Badge], so as soon as she realized her state, a blush-inducing guess popped into her head: she was desperately wanting men.

In short: It's too saccharine.

She herself had to admit that these days she had not only had many embarrassing dreams, but also occasionally had unhealthy fantasies when she was home alone at night.

After all, that night, she was much more passionate than Fushimi Makoto...

"Alright, I've caught you again," Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out.

Hiratsuka Shizuka felt her waist being gripped again, and she said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Why are you still playing these tricks like a child?"

"Am I playing tricks?" Fushimi Makoto retorted.

Hiratsuka Shizuka remained silent.

Fushimi Makoto just let go of her, but she didn't leave his embrace.

To be honest, no matter how you look at it, it looks like she's clinging to him and refusing to leave.

"I... I probably didn't sleep well, so I'm feeling a bit unwell," Hiratsuka Shizuka began to make excuses for herself.

Fushimi Makoto chuckled and said, "So what should I do now? Let go again?"

"... There's no need to rush that."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was too embarrassed to look at the other person's face.

She's really embarrassed right now.

If Fushimi Makoto again and she still doesn't have the strength to stand up, then it's as if she's jumped into a bottomless pit of social death.

Just as she was struggling with what to do, Fushimi Makoto's voice suddenly softened. "The reason you're avoiding me is because you don't feel safe, right?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka froze.

Fushimi Makoto seemed oblivious. "Your concerns are valid. I truly cannot provide 100% security, and that's my problem."

His tactic was called "retreating to advance."

Hiratsuka Shizuka had many worries, so he couldn't make any confident assurances.

Because that would seem insincere, and might even sound like boasting.

Of course, he wouldn't lie or make promises he couldn't keep.

Although Hiratsuka Shizuka was already caught up in it, that didn't mean she couldn't think rationally.

If he wanted her to let go of her inner turmoil and worries, then Fushimi Makoto had no choice but to get serious.

There's a saying that goes: sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

"I can probably guess what you're thinking." Fushimi Makoto looked at her flushed face turned to the side and said softly, "But what's done is done. I can't just leave Shizuka alone to wallow in self-pity, can I?"

"... I told you not to call me that."

Hiratsuka Shizuka felt both embarrassed and amused; she hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto such an honest conversation with her.

She hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help but say, "You can't say that. At least I realize that I also have a lot of problems myself."

"That's a problem between the two of us," Fushimi Makoto concluded.

He even deliberately put on a proud expression, exclaiming, "As expected of us!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was getting a little tense. "You've gotten arrogant?"

"If I'm not arrogant, I can't just give up, right? You might not know, but in the eyes of Hayama and Aota, I'm a perfectionist."

"Aota? Oh, you mean that short-haired boy in your class? I remember you two often hung out together at school."

"So you were spying on me at school?"

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka found it difficult to respond to that.

Because she actually did it.

She would occasionally peek out when Fushimi Makoto and the others were having PE class, and almost every time she saw the group of boys huddled together, chatting about something, but it always seemed quite lively.

As Fushimi Makoto threw out more and more topics, Hiratsuka Shizuka thought that her legs were still weak, and since he hadn't made any advances, she might as well chat with him.

The more they talked, the more relaxed Hiratsuka Shizuka became. In the end, without even realizing it herself, her full, maternal body was pressed tightly against Fushimi Makoto's chest.

Suddenly, she met Fushimi Makoto's eyes.

It seemed that only at this moment did she realize that she was perhaps too close to him?

"Since we both have problems, then there are no problems. Do you think that's a good way to put it?" Fushimi Makoto gazed into her beautiful eyes.

Hiratsuka Shizuka opened her mouth, wanting to say that there was a big problem with what she said.

But when she sensed the Fushimi Makoto's eyes, the words were on the tip of her tongue, and she lost interest in the topic.

Too close.

We're so close!

Her chest heaved rapidly, and her breathing became erratic.

Just then, Fushimi Makoto played his trump card. "Actually, I never intended to let you go from the very beginning."

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood there, stunned.