Omniverse Time Loop, I Do Whatever I Want

The first "why" was her asking why Fushimi Makoto knew what she was thinking.

The second "why" was her asking why such a thing could happen.

Clearly, she was completely convinced.

Chapter 2 Yukino: How many girls has he romanced?

Yukino's heart was currently in a state of absolute shock.

If she had only half-believed Fushimi Makoto's "time loop" theory before, then now, she believed it entirely.

If there were no time loop, how could he have set an alarm for the exact moment of the car accident, and then, as leisurely as if he were out for a stroll, nonchalantly help that mother and son avoid the crash?

To dodge an accident with such timing, precise down to the second—if it weren't a time loop, there would only be one other possibility: he was a superhero.

Only by repeating this exact moment countless times within a time loop could Fushimi Makoto be accurate to the second.

The scene was so impactful that Yukino forgot to move her legs, and she even forgot that Fushimi Makoto had just beckoned to her.

It wasn't until Fushimi Makoto came to her side that she snapped out of her daze, subconsciously returning his phone.

Then, looking nervously toward the scene of the accident, she was about to call for help when a warm hand stopped her.

She cast a puzzled look at Fushimi Makoto.

Fushimi Makoto shook his head and said, "It's useless. The driver died on impact. The reason he was severely speeding was that he'd gambled away his entire fortune and owed a mountain of debt, so he chose to get drunk and go joyriding through the city. It's worth mentioning that the car he was driving was stolen."

Yukino froze. Wasn't that just a piece of human trash?

"That's right, he is human trash."

Fushimi Makoto had guessed her thoughts again.

Yukino's breathing became slightly uneven, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on his handsome face: "Did you go and dig up this information inside the time loop?"

"That's obvious," Fushimi Makoto admitted.

Just as Yukino was about to speak again, the mother and son suddenly rushed over, bowing and thanking Fushimi Makoto with great emotion: "Thank you, thank you so much. We almost just..."

The mother was deeply agitated, her tone full of lingering fear, and she began to choke up as she spoke.

Thinking about how she and her elementary school-aged son had nearly been in a fatal accident, she lost control of her emotions.

"Don't be upset, please calm yourself down first."

Fushimi Makoto comforted her calmly, as if he were completely unfazed.

Yukino stood quietly to the side, not interrupting.

He must have experienced this so many times that he had become numb to it.

Wait!

Did this mean that he saw this mother and son get into an accident every single day, and no matter how many times he saved them, it would just repeat the next day?

Yukino's eyes flickered, her mood suddenly becoming complicated.

After the mother and son left, Fushimi Makoto turned to look at her and smiled: "Are you wondering what I'm thinking?"

"Yes."

Yukino did not deny it.

She was truly very curious.

Fushimi Makoto continued in a calm tone: "The first time I saw them die in a car accident caused by a drunk driver, I decided to help them avoid it. But every day since then has been the same; no matter how many times I save them, the event just keeps repeating."

"So, you started to feel helpless and numb?" Yukino guessed his feelings.

Fushimi Makoto replied: "Yes, my state of mind shifted from initial numbness to growing irritation. Eventually, I just started avoiding this road altogether to do other things and take my mind off it."

Yukino fell silent.

That feeling must be unbearable.

Just thinking about it made her feel suffocated.

"Let's go, I'll continue to take you to verify the answers," Fushimi Makoto said.

I already believe you, Yukino thought to herself, but she followed him anyway.

"Is that Matsukaze-sensei?"

While passing by a shopping mall, Yukino saw a familiar figure.

Fushimi Makoto nodded: "That's her."

Where their gazes converged, a petite yet curvaceous woman with an incredibly sweet appearance was walking out of the mall, holding a bag of apples.

"Is this also part of the verification plan?" Yukino asked curiously.

Fushimi Makoto pointed at Matsukaze Mayu's petite figure: "The apples in her arms are about to fall out."

Matsukaze Mayu, an art teacher at the school, was very popular and quite famous because of her sweet looks, sweet voice, and gentle personality.

Moreover, she wasn't just the typically gentle type; if it were someone she held in high regard, she could even be doting and accommodating toward them.

Therefore, Fushimi Makoto had also attempted to win her over, spending a great deal of time exploring everything about her.

Including her floor plan.

Very smooth.

"Will the apple fall?" Faced with such prophetic words, Yukinoshita Yukino found that she was no longer surprised.

Five seconds later, accompanied by Matsukaze Mayu's soft, sweet cry of "Oh no," a few apples tumbled from the bag in her arms, rolling right toward Fushimi Makoto and Yukino.

Fushimi Makoto and Yukino bent down almost simultaneously to pick up the rolling apples.

"Fushimi, Yukinoshita?"

Seeing two of her own students helping out, Matsukaze Mayu first looked pleasantly surprised, then a look of curiosity appeared on her pretty face: "Are you two on a date?"

"No, we're just out for a walk," Fushimi Makoto said casually. "Are you going to see a movie tonight, Matsukaze-sensei?"

Matsukaze Mayu said in surprise, "How did you know?"

Fushimi Makoto didn't answer, continuing, "If you're planning to see that romance movie at six o'clock, I suggest you go a bit later, because the six o'clock tickets are already sold out."

"Eh? Really?"

"Really, a friend of mine at the cinema told me."

"Thank you, Fushimi-kun, I almost made a wasted trip." Matsukaze Mayu smiled very sweetly.

Beside them, Yukino frowned slightly, her heart filled with suspicion.

Because she remembered Fushimi Makoto saying to her before: "I once tried to win you over."

So, could this guy have tried to win over Matsukaze-sensei as well?

Perhaps, he had tried to win over more people than just her and Matsukaze-sensei?

Yukino watched the two chatting happily, and the bold speculation in her heart grew stronger.

In her view, Fushimi Makoto was not only laughing and joking with Matsukaze Mayu, but during the conversation, he even said: "Do you live alone, Matsukaze-sensei? How about we exchange contact information? I happen to live right downstairs from you, so if you ever need help in the future, you can call us anytime."

Not me, but us.

Matsukaze Mayu immediately agreed with a face full of pleasant surprise.

As the other woman left happily, Yukino finally couldn't help but say with a blank expression: "What did you mean by 'us' just now?"

Fushimi Makoto said indifferently: "Time will reset tomorrow anyway, and you'll forget all of this. Is there any point to such a question?"

Yukino froze.

She was silent for two seconds, her voice becoming muffled: "I'm going to buy a bottle of water, do you want one?"

"No need."

Yukino walked toward the convenience store alone.

Her mood suddenly turned sour.

Time loop, world reset.

Apart from that guy, what are people like her?

Are they NPCs?

Hearing that sentence from him earlier, she immediately thought of this crucial point.

It made her inexplicably uncomfortable.

And Fushimi Makoto, watching her beautiful back, let his thoughts drift away.

As a transmigrator, he couldn't even remember how many years he had spent on this day, April 9th.

In his past life, he worked himself to death from overtime, only to open his eyes and find himself a high school student.

At first, he thought he had returned to the past and even considered ways to make money, planning to become the world's richest man like in the rebirth novels he had read.

But once he realized he had transmigrated into a world of anime and could not get past April 9th no matter what, his plan to become the richest man was snuffed out.

He still had the appearance of his high school self, yet he had suddenly arrived in a world of 2D beautiful girls.

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In this life, his parents were still alive, but because of the time loop, he hadn't actually met the Fushimi couple yet.

And the time loop meant he could do whatever he wanted in this world.

No matter what he did, everything would be refreshed the next day.

Most importantly, his memory would not be refreshed.

So he learned many things and used the "infinite save-scumming" method to win over many beautiful girls.

He had tried bungee jumping without a safety rope, tried being hit by a drunk driver, tried gaming with Matsukaze Mayu, and felt whether Kasumigaoka Utaha's embrace was warm.

Yukinoshita Yukino was the hardest one to win over.

After all, he only had "one day."

The most intimate contact he and Yukinoshita Yukino had ever shared was when he sweet-talked her into participating in a couples' challenge at the mall, where he carried her bridal-style all the way to victory.

However, the way she would blush and hesitate to speak in front of him was truly adorable.

Chapter 3: So I Have a System?

When Fushimi Makoto took the initiative to invite Yukinoshita Yukino to dinner, the young girl agreed without a moment's hesitation.

Everything she had experienced today had clearly piqued her curiosity to the extreme.

They had oden for dinner.

Although Fushimi Makoto offered to treat her, Yukinoshita Yukino insisted on splitting the bill.

Fushimi Makoto did not press the matter.

Because of the time loop, he had never cared about money; his wallet would "refresh" by the next day anyway.

This situation was quite enjoyable at first, but as time dragged on, Fushimi Makoto began to feel a sense of aesthetic fatigue.

It was just like that movie: Groundhog Day.

The only thing that made him happy was that whenever he talked to Yukinoshita Yukino about the time loop, she would eventually believe him.

This served as a form of emotional support for him within his repetitive life.

"Where are you planning to take me next?"

Sitting across from him, Yukinoshita Yukino ate elegantly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Fushimi Makoto's face without the slightest attempt to hide it.

It was clear that she wanted to continue experiencing these novel events.

Even if everything would refresh tomorrow.

"How about we go to Chiba?" Fushimi Makoto suggested.