Omniverse Time Loop, I Do Whatever I Want

Nakano Ichika glanced at her father, who was currently conversing with the Yukinoshita Couple, and suddenly realized what was happening.

She felt a bit strange.

Judging by the attitude of the Yukinoshita Couple, she felt that if she were to become close friends with Yukinoshita Yukino in the future, this couple would likely be even more pleased.

Fortunately, she was not an ordinary girl, and she quickly adjusted her mindset.

But then she noticed that Fushimi Makoto was still playing on his phone!

The problem was, she hadn't received any messages from him.

So, who was he chatting with?

Nakano Ichika was anxious.

However, with three elders present, she couldn't lean over to sneak a peek.

Could he be chatting with another girl?

The young girl thought sensitively.

In reality, she had guessed correctly; Fushimi Makoto was chatting with Yukino.

To be precise, Yukino had just sent a message: [I looked up a lot of information when I got home today. You mentioned wanting to film a short movie last time, but that kind of thing is very troublesome to execute. Are you sure we can do it on our own?]

Fushimi Makoto: [Who is "we"?]

Yukino: [You've already made it so obvious. The club you're planning to form must be related to short films, right?]

Then she sent another message: [I can even guess that your purpose in forming the club is more to look after Nakano-san.]

Fushimi Makoto: [You guessed correctly.]

Seeing his reply so straightforward, Yukino, on the other end of the phone, felt that thought bubble up in her heart again: he really does treat Nakano Ichika better.

However, she would never voice these thoughts.

Yukino: [Since you have it all figured out, I won't ask any more.]

Fushimi Makoto: [Are you going to be busy?]

Yukino: [I'm preparing to read. Why?]

Fushimi Makoto: [I'm chatting with your mother. Do you have anything you want to say?]

Yukino: [?]

Yukino, on the other side, held her phone and fell into silence.

What on earth is he trying to do?

The young girl tightened her face and edited a message: [May I ask, are you on very good terms with my mother?]

Fushimi Makoto: ["We are old friends now. Also, please remember that I am your big brother."]

Yukino gradually turned red, and the frequency of her fingers tapping the screen increased: [Then let me ask you, are you trying to become the son-in-law of the Yukinoshita family?]

Fushimi Makoto: [Why wouldn't you be the one marrying into my family?]

Yukino: [Very well, I have lost interest in chatting with you.]

Fushimi Makoto: [It's fine, I can chat with your mom.]

Yukino: [???]

Seeing the question marks sent by the girl, Fushimi Makoto quickly turned off his screen and put his phone away.

The movement was smooth and fluid.

The daily goal of fishing for Yukino's curiosity was achieved!

He turned his head and signaled to Nakano Ichika, who had been peeking at him: I'll talk to you later.

Only then did Nakano Ichika look away.

At this moment, Mrs. Yukinoshita mentioned Fushimi Makoto: "Is Mr. Nakano familiar with Makoto? He is not only the top of his grade, but he also possesses excellent creative abilities. My daughter told me this herself."

Fushimi Makoto was slightly stunned. What was the meaning of this?

Opposite him, Nakano Maruo asked in confusion: "Creative?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled and explained: "Yes, according to my daughter, he has not only created many stories but should also have the talent to adapt scripts."

Nakano Maruo's blood pressure wasn't high this time; instead, he felt the pressure mounting.

A good-looking boy who is eloquent and talented—could he still keep his daughter safe?

Mrs. Yukinoshita gave Fushimi Makoto a knowing smile, and the latter immediately reacted.

She is helping me.

As expected of an intelligent, mature woman; she grasped the situation in just a few moments.

Fushimi Makoto understood clearly.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's assist this time successfully intensified Nakano Maruo's regard for Fushimi Makoto.

From then on, there was nothing left for Fushimi Makoto and Nakano Ichika to do.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was a woman of great ambition; since Makoto had presented her with an opportunity, she would seize it firmly.

In return, she would also work to improve Nakano Maruo's poor impression of Makoto.

Once Makoto had finished his meal and saw that Nakano Ichika had also set down her chopsticks, he stood up and said, "We'll take our leave now, so we won't disturb your business discussion any further."

The Yukinoshita Couple responded one after another.

Nakano Maruo opened his mouth as if to say something, then hesitated.

Makoto smiled and said, "I'll make sure to get Ichika home safely."

Only then did Nakano Maruo say in an indifferent tone, "Then I'll leave her in your care."

After leaving the restaurant, Makoto noticed that Nakano Ichika seemed a bit distracted, so he went straight to the point: "If you want to hold hands, just say so. Why be so coy about it?"

Huh?

When did I say I wanted to hold hands?

Wait, no!

I do want to!

Nakano Ichika's brain processed the response in an instant; she raised her fair, delicate hand and offered it with a beaming smile.

Makoto grabbed it firmly. "I was just talking to Yukino about the club, but I think I might have made her angry."

As expected, the tactic worked.

Nakano Ichika felt the warmth in her palm and no longer cared about what had happened earlier.

She lowered her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at their joined hands.

Her slender fingers curled slightly, gripping him tightly.

I won't let you let go so easily this time!

She felt a surge of joy, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Makoto staring at her.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, using a smile to hide her shyness.

Makoto's answer was blunt: "I've wanted to say this for a while—your legs are very beautiful."

Nakano Ichika laughed playfully. "That sounds like something a pervert would say, no matter how you slice it. But if it's you, Makoto, I won't get angry~ So, do you want to touch them?"

Makoto: "Delicious, gourmet!"

"?"

Nakano Ichika blinked, feeling that the conversation was becoming increasingly perverted—this didn't align with her goal of teasing him.

So, she pretended not to hear him, a faint smile playing on her lips: "As far as I know, boys who like looking at legs should be particularly fond of various leg accessories."

Makoto: "For example?"

"Ankle socks, black pantyhose, white stockings? Or perhaps something bolder, like fishnet stockings?"

"You aren't wearing any, so why are you giving me so many examples?"

"You never know."

Nakano Ichika smiled mysteriously.

Delicious, is it?

Then you'll have to come and take them off yourself.

She thought to herself that while she didn't own any stockings, Nino had plenty of white thigh-highs. She could just borrow a pair from Nino, wear them, and then present herself to him.

If Makoto knew what she was thinking, he would surely give her a thumbs-up and praise her: This reward is too spicy; bring it on quickly.

Chapter 27: Those in the know have already opened their browsers

Although Makoto had promised Nakano Maruo that he would take Ichika home, he hadn't specified that he would do it immediately.

Nakano Ichika didn't want to go back so early either, even though she had to head to the set to continue her extra work after six o'clock.

She planned to go home and change clothes in the last half hour; she was already very familiar with the route.

Makoto accompanied her as she strolled down the street, taking the opportunity to talk about the future development of the club.

He had founded the club specifically to get the beautiful girls involved.

Anyone who plays games knows that timing is everything.

If he had buried his head in the sand and established the club early, only to notify the five sisters at the last minute, they might not have agreed.

That was why he had exposed Nakano Ichika's acting career early on, befriended Nakano Itsuki, and then introduced the topic of the club.

By now, both Ichika and Itsuki would choose to join.

As for the remaining three, Nino and Yotsuba would be easy.

Nakano Miku, who was introverted and liked to avoid interacting with others, seemed a bit tricky, but Makoto knew her preferences well; the intelligence gathering had already been taken care of.

As long as four of the five sisters joined, Nakano Miku would naturally follow suit.

Don't underestimate my intelligence network!

He pondered his plan, catching a glimpse of the girl still happily holding his hand out of the corner of his eye, and spoke abruptly: "The reason I was able to call Mrs. Yukinoshita over so easily today is actually because I visited her home previously. We talked about a lot of things that day and even had a meal together."

Nakano Ichika turned her head in surprise: "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I believe you have the right to know."

Nakano Ichika smiled happily, her moist lips curling upward: "Then what if I want to know more?"

"Feel free to ask."

"Alright then."

There was a different emotion hidden within Nakano Ichika's smile: "What did you mainly talk about with that lady? Did it have anything to do with Yukinoshita?"

"You could say it did, or you could say it didn't."

"Eh? What kind of answer is that?"

Fushimi Makoto began to cast his bait: "I told Mrs. Yukinoshita that I hoped she could treat me as a peer and a friend. Although I was mostly talking to her, this topic could be considered related to Yukinoshita."

Nakano Ichika was stunned for two seconds before bursting into laughter: "So, Makoto, you actually have thoughts like that too?"

Clearly, she shared a similar sentiment to Mrs. Yukinoshita from that day, both believing that Fushimi Makoto was like most young men, longing to become an adult quickly and unwilling to be treated like a child by adults.

Fushimi Makoto: "Children, this isn't funny."

Nakano Ichika laughed so hard her chest was shaking: "It's not, it's just that hearing those words come out of your mouth, I really find it hilarious..."

Her voice began to tremble: "You were so mature when you spoke with my father, and I had always assumed you were a mature person. I never expected you to have such... well, lively thoughts."

Fushimi Makoto put on a helpless expression: "I shouldn't have told you."

Nakano Ichika reined herself in a little, though the smile remained at the corners of her mouth: "Alright, alright, I won't laugh at you anymore. Continue."

"What I'm about to say next involves a secret of Yukinoshita's, and I'm hesitating whether I should tell you."

"Yukinoshita's secret? I want to hear it!"