Social Skills

A faint blush rose on Yumiko face. She lowered her voice and said, "If you're with me, I don't mind coming to a place like this to pass the time."

That does sound very appealing.

Fushimi Makoto specifically explained, "Aota and I had previously agreed to play games together... you could also mean I'd help them rank up, so they contacted me first thing this morning while they were off work for the past two days."

Yumiko's lips slowly curved upwards.

She understood what Fushimi Makoto meant. "Because we made plans with our friends a long time ago, otherwise the two of us could have just slipped away today."

"It's okay, I can watch you play. I can also ask you some questions." She was very understanding.

She was someone her classmates had never seen before.

In private, she became increasingly accustomed to calling Fushimi Makoto" Master".

She dares to do some things openly, even if it's not explicitly stated.

Fushimi Makoto led her on a tour of the surrounding area.

The comics, drinks, and coffee here are all free.

Fushimi Makoto even saw some indecent comics.

Yumiko wasn't very interested in any of that. She grabbed a cup of coffee and, after everyone had registered, followed Fushimi Makoto into the private room for two.

As he turned on his computer, Fushimi Makoto opened the game and logged into his account, casually putting on his headphones at an angle so he could easily communicate with Yumiko.

"Go! Go! Fushimi, you used to brag so much, let's see what you're made of today!"

Fushimi Makoto joined the group voice chat, he heard Aota excitedly rambling on and on.

Yumiko casually opened a shopping website to look at clothes, but most of her attention was on Fushimi Makoto.

Although eight boys came out to play today, only four of them, including Fushimi Makoto.

"Fushimi, it's up to you now!"

On the game loading screen, Aota started yelling again.

Because his voice was so loud, and Fushimi Makoto was only wearing one earphone, Yumiko next to him could also hear it.

"Is Makoto really good at this?" she asked casually.

Aota: "I don't know either, but he said he has exceptional reflexes, and even if a professional player comes, his reflexes will be better than theirs."

Then Aota's laughter came through the earpiece. "Of course, I feel like he's just bragging, just like I always say, I'm evenly matched with professional players."

Yumiko blinked, as if she had become interested.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto was only smiling and not saying anything, she couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you refute him?"

"Masters are always hard to understand," Fushimi Makoto with a profound and enigmatic expression.

"Will you die if you don't blow it!" the boys joked.

But as the game started, the three boys playing together were quickly dumbfounded.

Fushimi Makoto's skill level is that of a normal player, but his reaction time and eyesight are monstrous.

The enemy had just positioned himself behind the door and only glanced over before Fushimi Makoto swiftly and decisively took him away.

The following scenes were basically the same.

At first, Aota was still shouting, "Fushimi, you've opened it, haven't you?"

It then became. "Fushimi, from today onwards, you are my half-brother! My journey to climb the ranks will depend entirely on you."

"Can't you be a little more sensible?" Hayato Hayama couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ranking up is nothing to be ashamed of."

The four of them were on a winning streak, Fushimi Makoto let his friends win without lifting a finger. He also noticed that Yumiko was starting to get bored, so he started talking about the funny things he did selling scripts.

Hayato Hayama were so engrossed in listening that they lost all interest in playing the game.

"So, you want to be a director in the future?"

Yumiko's eyes sparkled, and she had an excited expression that said, "My judgment was indeed excellent."

"Maybe, but there's still plenty of time, and I haven't thought about it that much yet," Fushimi Makoto said truthfully.

He turned on the chat switch, and the three from Aota chatted through the earphones about their experiences during filming, as well as the fun things that happened to each of them in the club.

As they chatted, Fushimi Makoto suddenly remembered that Hayato Hayama was the ace of the Soccer Club.

He's a star player, yet he's constantly filming for me, even getting friends to help him learn how to shoot videos. How is he supposed to play football then?

Fushimi Makoto then inquired about the other person's situation within the club.

Hayato Hayama laughed heartily, "The Soccer Club's overall strength isn't very high, and everyone still has plenty of room for improvement, so don't count on us for the high school league."

However, he didn't rule out the possibility entirely. "If we can recruit a few strong players, then there's still hope."

Yumiko had been listening the whole time, suddenly interjected, "Isn't Makoto pretty good at sports?"

Fushimi Makoto looked at him with amusement. "You want me to play in the competition? The problem is, I have absolutely no interest in that kind of thing."

Yumiko smiled and said, "No, I just wanted to see what you look like on the court."

Aota's voice came through the earpiece. "Fushimi is quite athletic. When we played volleyball in PE class, whenever he spiked, no one dared to hit him."

Another person added, "Yes, not only is he incredibly strong, but his running and jumping abilities are also terrifying. I bet Fushimi could definitely dunk."

Finally, Hayato Hayama confirmed. "That's true. Fushimi has a strong jumping ability, and combined with the reaction speed he showed in the game today, I feel he's very suitable to be a goalkeeper."

"Goalkeeper?" Yumiko rolled her eyes. "Then Makoto won't be able to run around on the field."

She wanted to see Fushimi Makoto in action, not just standing there in front of the goal, lost in thought.

Fushimi Makoto chuckled and said, "If it's just a matter of filling in as a goalkeeper, I can help."

"Really? You want to join?" Hayato Hayama's voice suddenly became excited.

"You can't really say I'm joining, because I definitely won't be training with you guys. Just treat me as a temporary team member, and use my reputation to help you recruit more people."

"That's enough!"

In just a few words, they reached an agreement.

Now everyone completely lost interest in playing the game and started talking about club matters.

Fushimi Makoto left the group chat, took off his headphones, and was about to chat with Yumiko for a while when he turned his head and saw a pair of burning, beautiful eyes.

"Did you turn off the voice recording?" she asked.

Sensing her agitation, Fushimi Makoto whispered, "This is a public place."

"I know..."

She slowly approached, her fragrance enveloping Fushimi Makoto, and her glossy lips parted. "Today's lipstick is strawberry flavored."

Fushimi Makoto paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Then we absolutely must try it."

He understood Yumiko's feelings.

The girl just wanted a kiss.

However, Fushimi Makoto was still somewhat surprised that she had been affected so much and undergone so many changes.

Just like now, after she kissed me, her hands started to wander.

Fushimi Makoto was very well-behaved this time.

He knew very well how powerful his Hand of God was; even Sawamura Sayuri was defeated by it.

Speaking of Sawamura Sayuri, that beautiful woman hasn't contacted me at all these days.

He had also subtly inquired with Eriri Spencer Sawamura, and the "loser god" replied with a wise look in his eyes, "Mom is probably tired lately. She often sits at home lost in thought. It seems I need to spend more time with her in the future."

A moment later, Yumiko, her cheeks flushed, leaned against Fushimi Makoto's chest. Her voice trembled slightly, but her words were firm. "I want to come to your house to play later."

"Good."

Should I go home and get some clothes first?

"No need for that trouble, we're not taking photos today anyway."

"Actually, it's possible to film it."

"Um?"

Fushimi Makoto was taken aback, then saw Yumiko breathing heavily, her breath coming in short gasps. "Doesn't Master want to take pictures?"

Fushimi Makoto executed a tactical lean back.

Who could possibly resist that?

Unfortunately, I can't use Hand of God right now, since the location isn't convenient.

If only I were skilled not only with my hands but also with using props.

[The system has detected a strong demand from the host and, given the host's exceptionally high task completion rate, has decided to open another backdoor for you.]

A system that had been barely noticed and was still in the internship phase suddenly went live.

Fushimi Makoto remained calm, wondering to himself, "Could it be another Powerful Red Bull?"

[No, this time it's an item to complement the host's Hand of God.]

[Old Man's Rope Technique: As Old Deng, you're no longer as strong as you used to be, so you need props to achieve your goals. When you demonstrate your rope skills to someone of the opposite sex, their emotions will ignite instantly, and afterwards, both of your internal organs will experience a significant boost.]

[Note: This effect can be stacked with the Fantasy Badge; the host can combine them flexibly.]

Holy crap, this is ropework!

This is going to be interesting.

According to the description, Fushimi Makoto used to need to hold a gun to be effective, but now he doesn't need to hold a gun at all; the opponent will be automatically matched into a first-person shooter game.

Fushimi Makoto looked down at the blonde girl in his arms, her eyes burning with desire.

After thinking about it, he decided to find someone else to do the experiment.

Given Yumiko's current condition, she doesn't even need rope skills to cooperate on her own.

Then, Fushimi Makoto thought of another blonde girl's... elder.

That person would definitely be unwilling to cooperate, and because of what happened last time, she would most likely have a resistant and avoidant attitude towards me.

In this emotional state, how would she react if she used rope techniques?

Is it resisting the burning desire within, or simply proclaiming "A sister can't be bullied by her brother" while simultaneously mastering the divine skill of riding?

Fushimi Makoto felt that his own abilities were getting stronger and stronger.

Chapter 266 Social Skills

Fushimi Makoto and his group didn't leave until the afternoon, leaving the Qinghai group somewhat reluctant to part.

"Winning by doing nothing today was so awesome! If you'd like, Fushimi, we can play with you all night!"

"Actually, it doesn't have to be all night. We can play until 8 p. m. before going home."

Hearing his friends' encouragement and invitations, Fushimi Makoto simply shook his head and said, "That won't do. What if I help you win too many times at once and you get arrogant because of it?"

Everyone was taken aback. "So what if you're arrogant?"

"If you go around bragging and publicizing this, a lot of people at school will definitely come looking for me," Fushimi Makoto warned.

From what he knew, many boys in school liked to play games, especially when they got together to play together and rank up.

"Does Makoto not want to be famous anymore?" Yumiko, sounding very concerned.

Fushimi Makoto: "Although I feel it's unlikely I'll ever become famous again, that's really what I think."

The boys laughed and cursed, "I suspect that bastard Fushimi is just showing off!"

The group chatted and laughed as they walked along the road. When they passed a park, Hayato Hayama suddenly stopped and asked, "Fushimi, are you in a hurry to get home?"

"Don't rush, what's wrong?" Fushimi Makoto followed the other person's gaze and found that the other person was watching the figures playing football on the field.

He had already guessed what Hayato Hayama was thinking.

Sure enough, Hayato Hayama smiled and invited, "How about we play a couple of rounds together?"

Aota and the others looked at the people playing football and immediately understood.