Poking Your Thigh!

Having come this far, why continue to be so awkward?

The Fushimi Makoto chose to spend time with her on such a special day as Tanabata (the Tanabata) already speaks volumes.

To put it simply: In Fushimi Makoto's heart, Yukino has firmly secured her position as the rightful wife.

Although Yukino is still annoyed by Fushimi Makoto Fushimi's womanizing nature, she knows she can't live without him and has given him everything.

Then there's no need to dwell on it anymore.

As for Kasumigaoka Utaha?

Yukino admits that her senior is very capable and can rival her in various aspects.

But it's just a gamble.

She is very confident in her intellect and abilities.

Not to mention she also has Fushimi Makoto, her human cheat code, to help her.

If she wanted to enter the Time Loop, Fushimi Makoto would definitely agree without hesitation.

"What did that guy say again? Oh, cheating is fun for a while, cheating all the time is even more fun."

Yukino didn't like that statement.

But every time she emerged from the Time Loop, she could genuinely feel the pleasure that cheating brought.

Therefore, she wasn't flustered at all.

Until Mrs. Yukinoshita said, "I'll stay here tonight."

Yukino's originally calm state of mind was as if a stone had been thrown at her, instantly creating ripples of unease.

If my mother wants to stay here, then Fushimi won't be able to stay overnight.

She was a little reluctant to leave.

Having just tasted the forbidden fruit, even though she could suppress her lingering feelings with astonishing self-control, she still longed to be intimate with the person she loved.

"Okay, I'll go tidy up the guest room later," Yukino replied, thinking that the guy would definitely be disappointed again upon hearing this news.

On the other side.

Fushimi Makoto stood on the balcony, Utaha stared straight at him and said, "My new book is about to be released."

Seeing her expression, Fushimi Makoto assumed she was worried about the sales of her new book, so he reminded her, "Senpai, you really don't need to worry. As I told you before, our club's activity account will do its best to promote it for you. I'll also ask Aunt Yukinoshita and Aunt Sawamura for help."

Utaha was touched, but she smiled and shook her head, "Although I'm very grateful for your help, that's not what I wanted to say."

"So what you mean is?"

"You read my work before, so you should remember, right? The male protagonist of my new book is based on you." Utaha's smile turned playful.

Fushimi Makoto instantly understood. "The female lead is yourself?"

"Guess," Utaha said, not intending to spell it out.

Fushimi Makoto subconsciously began to think, "I think I understand what you mean. Given that you and Yukino are both rivals and friends, she will definitely buy a copy of your work. So you want to ask me if I'm worried about her seeing it?"

"I just love talking to smart people." Utaha's smile widened.

She adjusted her posture slightly, with most of her plump body leaning on the balcony railing.

As she bent over, her already impressive chest became even more striking.

"You and Yukinoshita are such good friends, if she sees my new book, she probably won't be angry with you, right?" She laughed even more happily as she spoke.

Fushimi Makoto stroked his chin. "Why does your statement sound a bit like tea?"

"What's that?" Utaha didn't care about that and continued to laugh, "I'm quite looking forward to Yukinoshita's reaction."

"I'm looking forward to it too," Fushimi Makoto chimed in.

"Hmm? What are you expecting?"

"I'm looking forward to her critique of your work."

"Oh, well, I don't really care..."

Utaha spoke, she seemed to remember something, and her charming smile suddenly turned strange, "You might not believe it, but do you know what Yukinoshita did while I was changing my shoes at the door just now?"

"Weren't you having a heated discussion?" Fushimi Makoto had overheard part of the conversation.

Utaha blinked, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "She's looking at my drum."

Fushimi Makoto: "???"

Holy crap!

Wrong.

How could Yukino be watching your drums?

Are your drums big?

Oh, it really does seem quite big...

But to be honest, even if Yukino had nothing better to do, she wouldn't do something so pointless.

If anyone's going to see it, it'll be me.

Fushimi Makoto subconsciously felt that Utaha's perverse sense of humor had returned.

But Utaha took the initiative to look him in the eye, and there was not a trace of lying on her face.

This completely baffled Fushimi Makoto.

Utaha lay there lazily, the setting sun highlighting her perfect figure. "From my perspective just now, that's indeed how it was. As for what she thought, I have no idea."

Fushimi Makoto was silent for a moment, then asked in an incredibly subtle tone, "She really saw it?"

"I looked at it for a long time," Utaha replied affirmatively.

Fushimi Makoto fell into deep thought.

I would watch it too.

Chapter 208 I'll Poke Your Thigh!

"So, you said Yukino watched for a long time, how long exactly?"

"It took me about ten seconds to change my shoes and turn around, and she just happened to stare for that long."

"... To be honest, I still can't quite believe it."

"Nobody believed it, not even me, but it happened."

On the balcony, Fushimi Makoto and Utaha had an in-depth discussion about this topic.

Even though Utaha was talking about Yukino's reaction to her drumming, she didn't feel embarrassed at all; on the contrary, she was quite excited.

The smugness on her face was impossible to hide.

Especially when she saw Fushimi Makoto fall silent again, as if he were speechless, she couldn't help but laugh, "Hey, you're not thinking of asking her yourself, are you?"

"I actually have that idea," Fushimi Makoto didn't deny it.

"Then even if you want to ask, you'll have to wait until that aunt isn't there," Utaha said with a smile. "Of course, I'll definitely be there."

Nonsense, that's your drum, of course you have to be there.

After a while, Yukino appeared on the balcony. She looked calmly at Fushimi Makoto and Makoto and said, "I've washed all the fruit Mother bought. Have you finished chatting?"

"We just finished talking." Utaha smiled at Yukino. "But he has a very important question for you. Let's see how you answer it."

Yukino frowned.

Utaha's smile looked malicious, so Yukino didn't look at Fushimi Makoto, but stared at him and asked, "You two were chatting the whole time, so you must know what he's going to ask, Kasumigaoka- senpai. Why don't you answer it?"

Although Yukino wasn't quite sure what the other person wanted to do, since she sensed malice, she wouldn't go along with their lead.

"Are you sure you want me to say it... um?"

Utaha seemed eager to try, but just as she straightened up, she suddenly uttered a strange syllable, and then she pressed her leg down with a grim expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Fushimi Makoto and Yukino asked, puzzled.

"... nothing."

Utaha's voice was tinged with embarrassment.

She had become so engrossed and excited in her conversation with Fushimi Makoto that she had stayed in one position for too long.

Maintaining that posture, where all her body weight is transferred to her legs, for extended periods will naturally cause her legs to go numb.

Fushimi Makoto and Yukino stepped forward together, observed carefully for a few seconds, and immediately saw through the truth.

"So your legs were numb?" Fushimi Makoto almost laughed.

Given the position the senior student was in, with one leg braced against the balcony wall, it would be strange if her leg didn't go numb.

"You look like you're feeling really unwell, senpai?" Yukino walked over to Utaha's side.

This time, Utaha didn't smile.

It was Yukino's turn to smile.

"What's so funny?" Utaha gritted her teeth as she massaged her legs.

"I just found it funny."

Yukino's lips kept curving upwards, and in the end, she actually squatted down, holding her skirt, and poked Utaha's thigh with two fair fingers.

"Ah! Yukinoshita, stop right now!" Utaha's beautiful face flushed red.

The feeling of being poked a few times when your legs are numb is something most people can't bear.

Fushimi Makoto entered "watching the show" mode.

Seeing Yukino's expression, as if she had found a fun toy, he couldn't help but think to himself: the feud between them has now been completely set in motion.

"So, senpai wasn't acting after all," Yukino remarked to herself, then poked the area twice more.

"I'll remember this grudge, Yukinoshita!" The balcony was filled with Utaha's angry and ashamed shouts.

Yukino stood up, holding her skirt, a smile on her face, "Someone has said something similar to me before. If you want to threaten me, senpai, remember to come up with a more ruthless line, otherwise you'll just make people laugh."

Utaha gritted her teeth, then caught a glimpse of Fushimi Makoto eating melon seeds out of the corner of her eye, and a plan formed in her mind. "Fushimi, come and help me up."

Fushimi Makoto could answer, a smooth arm appeared in Utaha's sight, and at the same time, Yukino's voice came. "I'll help you."

"I don't need your help." How could Utaha possibly agree?

Yukino gave a soft "oh" and walked away without looking back.

Her steps were incredibly light, and you could tell she was genuinely happy.

It's also possible that she genuinely enjoys poking Utaha's thigh.

"I'll do the same to her next time." Utaha's face darkened.

"Don't think like that," Fushimi Makoto quickly advised. "You can compete with her in terms of knowledge, just like before."

Utaha was very clever; as soon as she heard Fushimi Makoto say that, she realized something was wrong. "She's good at fighting?"

"No, I've never seen her use her hands."

"So what you just said means..."

"She's perfect in Aikido. If you insist on giving up other aspects of the competition and choosing to fight her head-on, you'll probably have a 70-80 chance."

Utaha was taken aback, then suddenly became quite pleased. "So you think I'm very capable?"

"No." Fushimi Makoto shook his head. "What I mean is, she might be able to take on seven or eight of you. But no more than that, because her physical strength is very poor."

Utaha: "..."

In the end, Utaha calmed down.

She felt that Fushimi Makoto had no reason to lie to her about such a trivial matter.

Since Yukinoshita seems to be very skilled in martial arts, I'll choose to engage in a battle of wits instead.

Utaha pondered for a moment, then said to Fushimi Makoto, "My legs are still a little uncomfortable, could you massage them for me?"

"No problem," Fushimi Makoto enthusiastically.