She's Looking at My Drum!

If Utaha comes over, it could temporarily slow Aunt Yukinoshita's pace.

But it's only a temporary reprieve.

Fushimi Makoto was well aware that the badges and halos he obtained from completing missions were incredibly powerful.

The last time the [Fantasy Badge] took effect, a certain auntie's legs were so weak she almost collapsed to the ground.

"I need to figure out how to control the pace of the conversation and keep everyone's attention focused on the important matters."

Fushimi Makoto has made his decision.

During their casual conversation, Yukino glanced at the bag next to Fushimi Makoto more than once.

Because the bag was sealed tightly, she couldn't see what was inside.

She was so concerned because she concluded from the shape of the bottom of the bag that there was definitely more than just a cat ear headband inside!

Unfortunately, she was too proper, and even if she wanted to use her knowledge of Fushimi Makoto nature to deduce something, all she could think of was stockings.

Going even bolder, there are stockings with particularly daring designs.

Therefore, her curiosity was piqued.

Fortunately, Utaha arrived soon after. With guests visiting, Yukino was finally able to divert her attention.

"Here you go, these are some pastries my dad bought last time. I thought they tasted really good, and since this is my first time visiting your home, I brought you two boxes as a gift."

At the door, Utaha calmly handed over the bag.

"Snacks?" Yukino's expression was strange.

"You don't like it?"

"No, Kasumigaoka- senpai."

Yukino stepped aside, and while Utaha went inside to change her shoes, she rubbed her temples with a hint of helplessness.

Damn it, the memory I finally managed to forget has come back to me because of something my senior said!

Only she herself knew the immense psychological impact that Purple Mood had on her.

That day, Fushimi Makoto at least helped relieve her stress, and in the end, she relied on her excellent mental fortitude to successfully forget this embarrassing incident.

Of course, she also quietly threw away her Purple Mood.

If she doesn't throw it away, every time she looks at it, she feels annoyed that her eyes have been soiled.

"Tsk, you're that concerned about my figure?"

Just then, Yukino heard Utaha's soft laughter.

The laughter was laced with undisguised teasing and pride.

Yukino quickly regained her composure, only then realizing that when she had been lost in thought, her gaze had been directly directed at Utaha.

Utaha would definitely have to bend over to change her shoes when she enters the house.

She had changed her clothes before coming over; the dark dress accentuated her voluptuous and mature figure perfectly. As Yukino was distracted, her gaze naturally fell upon her drum.

Very big.

Round.

After changing her shoes, Utaha slowly stood up, and the sexy curves that had been taut by her skirt began to loosen and become more apparent.

She carried a bag containing notes in one hand, a smile playing on her lips. "Yukinoshita," she said, "I remember you reminding me many times before that only shallow people care about breasts and drums, but you yourself were so engrossed in looking at them, without even trying to hide it. Don't you find that strange?"

"I was just spacing out," Yukino said calmly.

She wouldn't blush or feel ashamed because of something she hadn't done.

But Utaha wouldn't believe it.

Or rather, even if she believed it, she would pretend not to.

This is a rare opportunity to gain an advantage in the laning phase.

Both are outstanding girls, and their differing opinions on the new short film create a competitive atmosphere. Utaha will naturally seize every opportunity.

The fact that the two women compete, improve, and often discuss things together does not mean they are best friends.

So Utaha slightly raised her chin, glanced very clearly at Yukino's chest, and chuckled, "I understand how you feel, because some female classmates at school have done the same thing as you."

Yukino didn't even bother to look at the other person this time, seemingly talking to herself. "Why do some girls always think that a sexy and mature figure can overcome everything? No matter what, I can't understand such a superficial idea."

Utaha raised an eyebrow slightly. "From what you're saying, even after we met, you still think you're much better than me?"

"I have no interest in explaining facts that are so obvious."

"Ah, interesting."

Utaha stood up straight with a half-smile on her face.

She didn't deliberately show off her figure.

She's just really too big; even a slight adjustment in her posture always manages to draw people's attention.

One word to describe the movement of her great figure. "Human heart is yellow."

"Last time I said we could use this script as a basis for a competition, but you told me online that we only need to film two endings and let the audience judge. So I'd like to ask, isn't that a sign of you backing down?"

"Kasumigaoka- senpai, you seem to have misunderstood me. This suggestion was made by Fushimi. If you really have a problem with it, you should go to him." Yukino remained calm.

Utaha looked directly into Yukino's eyes. "But Fushimi isn't here, and no one can verify what you're saying."

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto jumped out from the front. "You're thinking about me?"

Utaha: "?"

Yukino suddenly burst out laughing.

To be honest, even she found the sight of a beautiful senior like Utaha looking surprised amusing.

"How did you end up here?" Utaha wasn't embarrassed; her face showed more confusion than embarrassment.

"Since you're going to discuss everyone's short films, as the screenwriter and person in charge, I should at least be there, right?" Fushimi Makoto said with a smile.

Utaha nodded, assuming that Yukino had specifically called Fushimi Makoto over to discuss it, and thus accepted this explanation.

But when she entered the living room and saw the elegant and charming Mrs. Yukinoshita, she was stunned.

Why is it this woman again?

To be honest, she really hated this aunt.

Even though her few interactions with the other person were quite pleasant.

But she just hated him.

The reason is simple: no matter how you look at it, Mrs. Yukinoshita is a top-tier version of Yukinoshita Yukino.

It just so happens that she doesn't really like Yukino.

Despite being disliked, her manners were still excellent.

After exchanging greetings, the group took their seats, Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at Utaha multiple times.

This was the first time she had ever seen Utaha wearing a dress.

This was also the first time she realized that this girl's figure was completely comparable to her own.

Yukino and Utaha were both thinking about important matters.

Fushimi Makoto the only one who was truly at ease.

It's a bit of a shame.

My senior wasn't wearing black stockings today.

Yukino wasn't wearing stockings either.

There's nothing left to watch.

Fushimi Makoto amused himself, he got up to pour tea and caught a glimpse of Mrs. Yukinoshita corner of his eye.

Wrong.

This is unwatchable!

I've been incredibly busy these past few days, so my update times have been much later than usual. Sorry about that.

I should start catching up on updates tomorrow.

Chapter 207 She's watching my drum!

In the living room of Yukino's residence.

As Utaha and Yukino began discussing the filming plans for the short film, Fushimi Makoto and listened attentively.

He usually doesn't interrupt, since it's rare to see two beautiful girls discussing and arguing over details.

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Mrs. Yukinoshita also did not leave.

Unlike her previous time when she audited the class, her knowledge of film and television was not included then, so she basically didn't understand anything at all.

Things are different now. During this time, she has helped Fushimi Makoto with a lot of important matters. With the idea that "a layman can't get things done," she has also absorbed a lot of knowledge.

Simply put: she secretly got extra lessons.

It's just that Fushimi Makoto and the others didn't know about this; otherwise, even the usually serious Yukino would probably find it amusing to hear her equally serious mother secretly getting extra lessons.

After chatting for almost half an hour, both Yukino and Utaha were completely satisfied.

Both of them gained the insights and ideas they wanted.

It's fun to compete with experts.

The same thought popped into their minds at the same time.

"By the way, Fushimi, there's something I'd like to talk to you about alone." Utaha suddenly looked over.

"Do we have to talk alone?" Fushimi Makoto asked.

"At least for now, I have no intention of changing this mind."

After speaking, Utaha specifically gestured to Yukinoshita and her daughter, saying, "I'm sorry, but this involves my own private matters."

"It's okay, you can go talk on the balcony." Yukino didn't seem to care at all.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was actually a little bothered, but she didn't show it.

After Fushimi Makoto and Utaha went to the balcony, Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at her daughter casually and said, "Kasumigaoka's attitude towards Makoto doesn't seem like that of an ordinary classmate."

"I noticed that too," Yukino said calmly.

Is it really that sure?

Mrs. Yukinoshita was somewhat surprised.

She had a good memory. Earlier, she had seen Fushimi Makoto getting along well with other girls. Even though her youngest daughter didn't show it on her face, as a mother, she could still tell something.

For example, her youngest daughter was actually a little unhappy.

But things seem to have changed now.

She was certain that Yukino was incredibly steady at that moment.

It's so stable that the hidden discontent of the past is no longer there.

"What happened between Makoto and Yukino that I don't know about recently?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita thought to herself.

Yukino was unaware of her mother's thoughts.

Even if she found out, she would most likely pretend she didn't notice.

Her composure stemmed entirely from the fact that she had been completely honest with Fushimi Makoto.

Not just the kind where you take off your clothes.

After that night on Tanabata, Yukino finally understood everything.