A Futile Effort
The principal liked fame, Fushimi Makoto would have him deal with the reporters.
Just then, Yukino's phone rang.
She glanced at it casually and saw that it was her sister calling.
"Should I excuse myself?" Fushimi Makoto asked politely.
Yukino glanced at him indifferently. "Since you know I won't ask you to leave, don't ask such pointless questions."
"I was just asking."
"..."
Yukino, too lazy to reply, answered the phone casually, "What's up?"
Today is Tanabata (Chinese Valentine's Day).
"Are you that bored? You called me so late at night just to talk about this?"
"To be precise, I'm reminding you that it would be too boring to stay home alone on such a special day as Tanabata."
Hearing her sister's laughter, Yukino was certain that the other woman had come to tease her.
As long as I take on this topic, my sister will naturally start talking about the Fushimi Makoto.
Yukino glanced at the quiet Fushimi Makoto and asked, "Where are you now?"
"I'm shopping with a friend, what's up?"
"It seems like Mom twisted her ankle today."
"Oh? Then I'll go right now."
After hanging up the phone, Yukino rubbed her temples, seemingly resigned.
Fushimi Makoto praised, "You're quick-witted. As soon as you mention Auntie's matter, Ms. Haruno won't bother you anymore."
"Um."
Yukino couldn't help but smile faintly.
She was quite happy.
On the other side.
Haruno hung up the phone and immediately parted ways with her friend, rushing to her mother's house in the shortest possible time.
She had been here many times before, so she naturally had a key.
When she hurriedly changed her shoes and ran to the bedroom, she found that there was no one there.
Is Mother not home?
Haruno came out of the bedroom with a puzzled look in her eyes, her gaze falling on the bathroom with the light on.
She patted her forehead. "Oh, she was taking a shower. I was running too fast and didn't even notice."
Since Mother can still take a bath by herself, there shouldn't be any problem.
Haruno breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the bathroom door. Just as she was about to raise her hand to knock, she stopped in her tracks in a strange way.
Her raised wrist also froze in mid-air.
What was that sound?
Haruno was stunned.
She was certain that there was nothing wrong with her ears and that she wasn't hallucinating.
There really is a sound coming from the bathroom!
It wasn't the sound of water hitting the floor, but...
Knock knock!
Haruno's heart suddenly raced.
Although she knew she shouldn't imagine things in that direction, that faint, indistinct sound did have a familiar yet strange feel to it.
Haruno subconsciously held her breath and carefully pressed her ear against it.
The soundproofing of this house is excellent, including the bathroom.
But now she heard a faint sound coming from inside.
This means that there was a lot of commotion inside!
The moment her ear touched the bathroom door, the faint sound she had just heard reached her ears again.
It was a low, timid, and plaintive sound, with a beautiful, melancholic tone, like the sound of a sudden summer downpour, continuous and abrupt, splashing water as it hits the ground.
Haruno was stunned!
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing slightly.
She recognized that voice very well.
Because she herself had had a similar experience.
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, swaying gently, as if trying to squeeze through the gap in the bathroom door to get outside.
Haruno was certain that his mother was inside.
And she vaguely heard her mother call out a name.
But she didn't hear clearly.
A moment later, Haruno silently returned to the living room, her pretty face filled with a blank expression.
If Yukino were here, she would be astonished by her expression.
"This is normal; I shouldn't overthink it."
Haruno quickly composed herself.
She is older than Yukino and knows more.
So she understood that this was just a normal occurrence.
Hearing her mother play the music with her own ears was an unprecedented experience, and she still found it somewhat difficult to contain herself.
My phone vibrated. Yukino had sent me a message: [Have you arrived yet?]
Haruno picked up her phone with a strange expression: [Arrived.]
Yukino: [I hope Mother is alright? I went back with her earlier, and I wanted to stay and keep her company for a while, but she refused.]
Haruno: [Don't worry, everything is normal at the moment.]
It's just that I'm not quite normal.
Haruno said.
"Is Auntie alright?"
Fushimi Makoto Yukino had stopped typing, Fushimi Seiji took the opportunity to ask her a question.
"It seems she really is just a little tired," Yukino nodded.
"Now you can rest assured."
"Um."
Seeing Yukino's relaxed expression, Fushimi Makoto thought that his aunt should be resting now, since Haruno- san hadn't called, which meant that nothing unexpected had happened.
"What time are you planning to go back?" Yukino's sudden question interrupted his thoughts.
He turned his head and saw a calm, cute little face.
But he knew Yukino too well.
If the girl were truly at peace, she wouldn't ask such a question.
So Fushimi Makoto countered with, "What time should I go back?"
As expected, the living room fell silent.
Chapter 200 Useless Efforts
When Yukino asked, "What time are you going back?", she already had the answer in her heart.
She was well aware of how lustful Fushimi Makoto was towards her.
Therefore, Fushimi Makoto threw the question back at her, she wasn't surprised at all.
She fell silent because she was thinking: I knew it would be like this.
You know, she used to be able to calmly tell Fushimi Makoto, "I know I'm cute."
This statement alone clearly demonstrates her confidence.
There's also narcissism.
For an extremely beautiful girl to have a boy she likes express lustful thoughts about her is, in a way, a recognition and awe of her charm.
However, this side of Yukino is something that no other boy has ever seen.
"I'll go and prepare a guest room for you."
Yukino ultimately gave this answer.
I didn't come here today just to sleep in the guest room!
Fushimi Makoto grabbed Yukino's fair wrist.
He's a young man, after all.
What do young people represent?
The answer is: Young people have incredible energy!
They use even more materials than small workshops.
So Fushimi Makoto held Yukino's hand, said nothing, and just stared at her.
Three seconds later, Yukino, as if she couldn't stand him anymore, turned her face to the other side. "Could you tone it down a little?"
"If restraint means I'll miss an opportunity, then I definitely won't be happy," Fushimi Makoto said logically.
Yukino hesitated for a moment, then finally softened her voice, but her tone remained extremely firm. "Then you're not allowed to do anything reckless."
"Okay." Fushimi Makoto agreed without hesitation.
Seeing that he agreed so readily, Yukino didn't continue.
The girl shook off Fushimi Makoto's hand and walked inside, her melodious voice echoing in the living room. "Remember to keep your promise."
Fushimi Makoto gazed at her alluring figure, he thought to himself, "I only promised not to do anything reckless; I didn't say I couldn't do it openly."
Moreover, there's no clear definition of what constitutes "reckless" behavior.
It's a case of seeing through something but choosing not to say it.
The two then took turns showering. Yukino didn't have any men's pajamas at home, she got Fushimi Makoto a clean bathrobe.
During this time, Yukino deliberately gave him a smile, "I would be even happier if you were willing to wear my pajamas."
Fushimi Makoto's reply was, "Yours is too small, it won't fit."
Yukino a dark expression.
It sounds like they're saying the pajamas are too small.
The problem is, Yukino really small...
Especially when it comes to the topic of breasts, she has clashed with Nakano Ichika more than once.
When she received this answer from Fushimi Makoto, she naturally felt that the statement might not only refer to the size of the pajamas.
After this little incident, Fushimi Makoto discovered something quite funny.
Yukino came out of the shower wearing a full-length nightgown.
This was not a problem in the first place.