You're a True Hero! (Continued)

They've known each other for so long and often meet in the club room. Even though Nino and the others don't know much about Yukino, they all know that she's very reliable when it comes to serious matters.

Not only is it reliable, but it's also fair.

Therefore, they felt nothing but surprise.

Fushimi Makoto naturally agreed.

With Yukino joining, the learning environment will definitely be better, and the five sisters' progress may even be further accelerated.

During the afternoon physical education class, Fushimi Makoto and his friends stayed at the edge of the field as usual. They neither played basketball nor volleyball, which was more popular with boys.

To outsiders, Fushimi Makoto gang were like salted fish lying flat.

But actually, they were chatting about anime.

And notebooks.

"I recently read a really stylish book, and all the male characters dressed so handsomely that I bought a pair of pants in the same style."

As Aota talked about his recent situation, he sighed helplessly, "Unfortunately, I'm not as tall as Hayama and Fushimi. Wearing my new pants makes my legs look even shorter."

"Are you shopping in your notebook?" Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but laugh.

The others were also finding it a bit difficult to stay calm.

Aota was even more helpless. "I'm already in such a terrible situation, can't you, as my friends, give me some advice?"

At that moment, Hayato Hayama suddenly said, "If you're looking for suggestions, I do have some here."

"Oh? What suggestion?" Everyone valued this handsome young man's ideas quite a bit.

To everyone's surprise, Hayato Hayama calmly replied, "Since Aota said those pants would make your legs look short, I think you don't need to worry about it at all, because it's a good thing."

"Good news? Hayama, are you kidding me?"

"If your pants make your legs look short, then you can make them appear longer."

"???"

The boys from Aota were all completely bewildered.

Fushimi Makoto looked utterly astonished. "Hayama, you've fallen so low! You've actually learned to tell dirty jokes now!"

"Dirty jokes?"

The boys were stunned for a few seconds before they realized which length Hayato Hayama meant when he said "short legs make you look long".

"Hayama, you can drive? Is this the real you?"

"I told you long ago, Hayama is a bit of a closet pervert."

Immediately, a chorus of complaints arose from all sides.

Hayato Hayama didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he pointed at Fushimi Makoto very seriously and said, "I learned it from you."

Everyone paused for a moment, stunned.

"Indeed, Fushimi is usually quite good at making witty remarks."

"You've got the wrong idea." Fushimi Makoto wasn't going to take the blame, so he deliberately steered the conversation away from the main issue. "What we should be focusing on right now is Hayama. He used to be such a sunny, cheerful, and handsome guy, but now he's gone astray."

"Yes, that's what we should be paying attention to! Hayama, what have you been looking at lately? Are you like Aota, reading doujinshi every day?"

"... I was really just imitating Fushimi, why don't you believe me?" Hayato Hayama amused and exasperated.

Led by Fushimi Makoto, the boys started to jeer. Hayato Hayama initially resisted, but his voice was eventually drowned out by Fushimi Makoto and his group.

After everyone had made a ruckus for a while, Fushimi Makoto teased Hayato Hayama, "Not only have you started studying photography like me, but now you're even learning to drive like me. You wouldn't actually have a crush on me, would you?"

He even stretched out his palm to recreate the famous scene. "That was truly disgusting."

Hayato Hayama: "... You're coming again, huh?"

"Alright, alright, then I'll ask you something serious, so are you trying to change yourself?" Fushimi Makoto put away his joking attitude.

This time, Hayato Hayama was silent for a moment before laughing heartily, "Well, not really. It's just that there are some things I've thought about doing before, but for some reason I've forgotten them."

"So, seeing the success of our short film motivated you?"

"I don't deny that."

Looking at Hayato Hayama's usual smile, Fushimi Makoto knew he wasn't telling the truth.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. After all, they had plenty of time to get to know each other, and if the other person was willing to change, he was happy to help.

"Speaking of which, Hayama, your hair is natural, isn't it?" Aota suddenly leaned closer.

"Yes."

"Your hair is really eye-catching," Aota, clearly interested.

Fushimi Makoto: "What? You want to dye your hair too?"

Aota touched his short hair and said with some longing, "That's right, I want to dye this thing green."

"Then you'll be taken away by the teacher the moment you walk into the school," Hayato Hayama retorted.

Aota chuckled, "Of course I'm not stupid enough to come to school with green hair. I can play around with disposable hair dye in private, like we can all form a five-color team or something."

"What is the Five Colors Team?" Hayato Hayama, puzzled.

Aota Okifushi Fushimi Makoto and said, "You must know, right?"

Fushimi Makoto nodded. "Of course, it's a good opportunity for me to give Hayama a little lesson."

"The Green Father Warrior: Slaanesh!"

"The Blue Wise Warrior: Slaanesh!"

"The Red Peace Warrior: Slaanesh!"

"The Purple Charismatic Warrior: Slaanesh!"

"The Yellow Warrior of Justice: Slaanesh!"

Fushimi Makoto finished speaking in one breath, Hayato Hayama and Aota were both dumbfounded. "Why are they all Slaanesh?"

"Because I like it."

"???"

As PE class was about to end, Aota pulled Fushimi Makoto and whispered, "With so many girls at school you're rumored to be dating, have you thought about how you're going to spend Tanabata?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, do you have a solution?" Fushimi Makoto humbly asked for advice.

"You've come to the right person. I've played hundreds of visual novels, and I've seen all kinds of characters, from tsundere to yandere."

"You were a gaming legend!"

"Fushimi, I'm giving you a serious piece of advice: if you really have a lot of girls who like you, then Tanabata will be a real-life battle royale for you. The only way for you to break out of this predicament is to spend the whole day with your elders."

"An elder?" This was the first time Fushimi Makoto had heard this line of thinking.

"That's right. As long as you stay with your elders all day, those girls who like you won't have the nerve to bother you, and the so-called real-life battle royale won't happen."

Fushimi Makoto was extremely surprised.

Because he was just making a few jokes with Aota, and everyone would just have a laugh for a while and then it would be over.

But after listening to the other person's advice and thinking about it carefully, he found that this approach actually worked.

To be fair, these gaming gurus are truly something else!

After all, the kind of scoundrel he is most afraid of Valentine's Day.

As for the selection of elders...

That's so easy!

"What do you think of my suggestion?" Aota asked.

"Very useful, thank you. I'll treat you to a meal next time." Fushimi Makoto expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Eating isn't important. I'm more curious about which elder you plan to spend time with. Generally speaking, your father has to work on Tanabata, and if your mother isn't a housewife, she should also have things to do."

"You think the same way I do, so I've made up my mind."

"So, which elder are you planning to contact? An uncle or something?"

Fushimi Makoto did not provide an answer.

The person he was looking for was, of course, the invincible Aunt Yukinoshita.

The only person who could command such a powerful aura to subdue a junior and also be willing to make time to see him was her.

Sawamura Sayuri is also a very good candidate.

My own movie script had just been sold, which made it a perfect excuse to meet.

And so another day passed.

On the morning of Tanabata, Fushimi Makoto opened his social media app, Yukino sent him a good morning greeting as usual.

Edited by Fushimi Makoto: [Happy Tanabata, my lovely second young lady.]

Yukino: [Thank you, but I'd like to know if there's any follow-up to what you just said.]

Fushimi Makoto: [What does "follow-up" mean?]

Yukino: [It means exactly what it says.]

It's easy to guess that Yukino on the other end of the phone is definitely looking forward to a good show.

It could also be interpreted as her preparing to watch the show.

No one knew better than her how many girls Fushimi Makoto had messed with.

On the special day of Tanabata, Fushimi Makoto sent her a blessing early in the morning, and she immediately realized something: this jerk was starting to panic.

If not now, when?

However, Fushimi Makoto had anticipated her prediction: [Looks like you're overthinking things again. I just wanted to send you some holiday greetings, that's all.]

Yukino: [Really?]

Fushimi Makoto: [Of course it's true. I'll go to school and eat lunch as usual today.]

Yukino did not reply to the message.

She was certain that Fushimi Makoto stubborn.

Therefore, she went to wash up in a good mood.

She was really looking forward to Fushimi Makoto his comeuppance today.

Or perhaps, the other party has no choice but to seek their help.

Yukino's thinking is very clear.

On such a special day, only you can keep a clear head.

So, besides himself, who else could save him?

Thus, Yukino, unusually, began to imagine Fushimi Makoto and asking for help.

Interesting.

On the other side.

Having planned ahead, Fushimi Makoto calmly picked up his phone and sent holiday greetings to others.

Everyone replied to the message.

Ichika and Utaha were particularly proactive; they simply asked Fushimi Makoto online what his plans were for the day.

Yumiko also caught up with the rhythm.

Fushimi Makoto responded, "I haven't thought about it yet. Anyway, we have to go to school today, so we can think about it at school."

Everyone said it was fine.

As for what they are actually thinking, only they themselves know.

"Good morning, Aota." Fushimi Makoto greeted his friend as he entered the classroom.

"Good morning."