Shizuka Really Is So Cute

Yukino didn't utter a single word from beginning to end, just staring at Utaha with her emotionless eyes.

That expression seemed to say: How about we hold another "private meeting"?

Now that it's not Time Loop, Yukino's possessiveness naturally comes to the fore.

Since Yukino herself couldn't stay because she had to go home to take care of important business, she wouldn't let Utaha stay either.

And so Utaha "willingly" left with Yukino.

What annoyed the senior even more was that part of their way back was on the same route, which meant that she, as the "defeated opponent," would have to travel with Yukino for a while.

"It's already a holiday, why do you still have to go back to compete so early?" Utaha, clutching her handbag as she walked side by side with Yukino, her expression not very pleasant.

You should know that there was nothing else in her bag except the lingerie that Fushimi Makoto had picked out last time.

"Progress is a good thing, I like progress." Yukino's answer was very concise.

Utaha's expression immediately turned strange.

"Senior, your gaze is very rude."

"Oh, I was just wondering, have you always been like this since you were little? Always thinking about making the most of your time to improve and become better, don't you ever get tired?"

"Senior, haven't you been working hard lately too?" Yukino reminded her that she had been busy with her new book.

"I am indeed working hard, but I won't keep pushing myself like this forever," Utaha said casually. "For example, when I feel tired or under too much pressure, I will take a break."

Yukino looked thoughtful; she had taken her senior's words to heart.

Utaha didn't notice this and continued, "However, based on my personal experience, the best way for me to relax is to go and chat with Fushimi."

Yukino, expressionless. "Just chatting?"

"What else could it be?"

"Kasumigaoka- senpai, you're getting better and better at lying. If I didn't know you fairly well, I might actually have been fooled by you."

"Think what you want."

Utaha is a smart person, and she wouldn't continue to argue with Yukino about this topic, as that would only put her at a disadvantage.

Oh, she's taken me down twice today, I'm already at a huge disadvantage.

I get annoyed just thinking about Utaha.

It's a pleasant surprise that my physical fitness has improved, so how did I get knocked out by Yukinoshita in the blink of an eye?

That shouldn't be done, it's really wrong.

"It's okay, I have plenty of time to improve. Besides, summer vacation has just begun. Just because I don't have a chance to relax today doesn't mean I won't have a chance tomorrow."

Utaha thought happily.

Yukino's voice suddenly rang out. "Before the filming officially started, I contacted my senior every day."

"Huh?" Utaha's eyes sharpened, like a little black cat with its fur standing on end.

Yukino said quite naturally, "Aside from Fushimi and Ichika, the most important person in the entire crew is Kasumigaoka- senpai. As the director, is it strange that I consult with you about important matters every day?"

"Discuss?" Utaha couldn't help but sneer. "Are you sure you're not just using this as an excuse to spy on me?"

"If you like to use that way of saying it, then I don't mind."

Utaha thought to herself with a dark expression: At worst, I'll sneak over there.

However, Yukino's voice rang out again. "By the way, I'll contact Fushimi from time to time."

Then, under Utaha's astonished gaze, she slowly took out her phone. "Video chat, voice call, there's bound to be one that suits you and him."

Utaha was so angry her breasts almost grew bigger!

Isn't this blatantly declaring to herself: I, Yukinoshita, am skilled at checking up on people?

"You're something else," Utaha said coldly, then fell silent.

Yukino didn't continue the topic.

She easily dealt with the senior student, and to be honest, she felt quite pleased with herself.

Seeing the other person unable to do anything about it brings even more pleasure.

Yukino unconsciously thought of Fushimi Makoto.

Could it be that he enjoys teasing me so much because of the pleasure it brings?

Yukino fell into deep thought again.

Questioning Fushimi Makoto, understanding Fushimi Makoto.

On the other side.

Fushimi Makoto was making a phone call at home.

Shortly after Yukino and the other two left, Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly called.

She first asked Fushimi Makoto if he was on vacation, and then brought up the promise they had made to have dinner together last time.

"We'll start filming in three days, so I'm not sure when I'll be available," Fushimi Makoto said truthfully.

"Then let's do it tomorrow." Mrs. Yukinoshita made the decision directly.

"So fast?"

Fushimi Makoto was secretly alarmed.

Did she get addicted to it last time? It hasn't been that long, and she's already craving it again?

No.

She might want more than just to relive the memories.

Besides, I'm not that honest; I can't just stand at the door and be a spectator every time.

I prefer to stand across the audience seats and inside the stage (bathroom).

"Since you said you'll be busy soon, then I'll have to come earlier." Mrs. Yukinoshita's laughter was very clear.

Fushimi Makoto tentatively asked, "Is anyone else dining with you this time?"

Who would you like to participate?

"I'm the one asking you."

"But I also have the right to ask you that question, don't I?"

Really.

A beautiful woman is of a higher level than a teenage girl.

Whether it's intelligence or shamelessness, she's on a higher level.

If it had been Yukino or Utaha, they wouldn't have asked that question.

"Makoto, why aren't you saying anything?" Her voice interrupted Fushimi Makoto's thoughts.

"You were just cheating," Fushimi Makoto reminded him.

"Is this considered cheating? An elder asking a younger person a question... Oh, you said we should treat each other as friends of the same generation. In that case, it's even more normal for friends to ask each other questions."

Okay, okay, you insist on playing it this way, right?

Fushimi Makoto unleashed his ultimate killing move. "So that's what you're thinking? In that case, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Go ahead and say it."

"If the same thing happens again this time, I won't just stand there obediently."

"..."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

It was so quiet you could hear her breathing; it paused for a moment, then quickened for a second.

After a full five seconds of silence, she finally spoke, "It's just a meal."

Oh, what a futile attempt to cover it up.

Fushimi Makoto chuckled in agreement, "That's true, it's just a meal."

After hanging up the phone, he leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

[Charm Badge] + [Fantasy Badge] + [Delicate Badge].

With all three approaches combined, you probably won't have a chance to back out by then.

Fushimi Makoto opened his eyes and looked at his long, slender fingers.

A single [Delicate Badge] is enough.

Just like Utaha and Yumiko, they couldn't last more than a few rounds against him.

That Hand of God is no joke.

If one hand isn't enough, then use two.

Fushimi Makoto has always been good at grasping the key points.

At 8:30 p. m., the doorbell rang.

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Matsukaze Mayu came together.

They were also carrying bags containing nightgowns.

Fushimi Makoto saw their rosy cheeks and shifty eyes.

He recalled that when he was being interviewed in the principal's office, the two men also exchanged strange glances.

So, the reporters couldn't get a big story from me, but you guys are thinking of getting a really big one from me?

"Why are you staring at us like that?" Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't stand Fushimi Makoto's gaze any longer, and her face flushed crimson like a sunset.

Fushimi Makoto asked with a half-smile, "What are your plans for tonight?"

Hiss!

That little rascal is way too direct!

Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately froze.

She thought of her taciturn best friend, and just as she was about to speak to avoid making the atmosphere too awkward, she heard Matsukaze Mayu's soft voice. "Makoto, have you taken a shower?"

Fushimi Makoto: "Not yet."

Although Matsukaze Mayu blushed, she spoke quite frankly, "Then let me help you scrub your back."

"Thank you for your help."

The exchange was completed in a few words.

Under Hiratsuka Shizuka's shocked gaze, Fushimi Makoto led the blushing Matsukaze Mayu away.

With a bang, the bathroom door slammed shut.

An eerie silence fell over the living room.

No, is there something wrong with my eyes?

Hiratsuka Shizuka rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things or hallucinating.

Why is Mayu more skilled than me?

She had just been thinking that she had to be shameless enough to start a conversation.

After struggling with her feelings of embarrassment for a long time, she couldn't resist her best friend's offer to "scrub your back."

Hiratsuka Shizuka: In front of Mayu, I feel like a complete greenhorn.

Chapter 245 Jing'er is indeed very cute

In Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind, Matsukaze Mayu's "progress bar" should be the same as hers, which is why she had to bite the bullet and step forward before.

Hiratsuka Shizuka relied entirely on impressions, overlooked one thing: Matsukaze Mayu had known Fushimi Makoto longer than her, and the two were even neighbors.

With this inherent advantage, their familiarity with each other was naturally deeper than that with Hiratsuka Shizuka.