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"Perhaps Dean Nakano hasn't informed them yet? But that's not important. What's important is that you seem to have a very good relationship with the Sawamura Family?"

When this was mentioned, Yukino didn't hide the curiosity and skepticism in her eyes.

Fushimi Makoto retorted, "Are you questioning my relationship with Eriri Spencer Sawamura again?"

Yukino looked suspicious. "My reason tells me that you and Sawamura are just friends, but given your long list of crimes, I think I should still have my doubts."

"I prefer your twin tails to your blonde twin tails." Fushimi Makoto looked at her beautiful hair.

Yukino simply rolled her eyes in response.

That means: You're dreaming!

She knew Fushimi Makoto's personality all too well.

If someone suddenly mentions pigtails, they definitely don't mean. "You can try changing to pigtails in your daily life."

Yukino would bet that this guy's real purpose was to genuinely look forward to her twin tails on nights when they were alone together.

On the way back, Fushimi Makoto casually mentioned the person who sold Nakano Ichika's phone number online.

After investigating for several days, he discovered that the other party seemed to have only decided to sell on a whim, thus his sting operation encountered difficulties in its early stages.

Fortunately, he finally managed to chat with the other person and add them as a friend, and they're looking forward to meeting tomorrow.

"What I can confirm now is that she is a girl from our school, and a second-year student at that." Fushimi Makoto did not hide the results of his investigation.

Yukino's face turned serious. "This matter is not insignificant. You must resolve it once and for all, and ensure that the other party will not do such a thing again."

"That's what I think too." Fushimi Makoto nodded; he didn't want Ichika to be harassed.

Yukino: "I'll go with you tomorrow."

"You're going too?"

"Yes, Ichika is also a member of the production team. Since the work on this short film is not completely finished, it is my responsibility to resolve this matter."

"You look quite handsome right now, it even sparks my imagination."

"What are you thinking about now?" Yukino gave her a suspicious look.

"I was just thinking about how handsome you would look with your hair in a high ponytail and wearing a women's suit."

"You're doing something stupid again."

The two arrived at Yukino's apartment, Fushimi Makoto followed her upstairs.

During this time, Yukino didn't say a single word of objection or obstruction.

Perhaps, as Fushimi Makoto just said, she really needs to relax for a while.

So the question is, what's the best way for her to relax?

Yukino unconsciously recalled that feeling of peak pleasure.

To be honest, she really couldn't deny that it was the most comfortable and relaxed state she was in.

To avoid being Fushimi Makoto, she deliberately turned her back while changing her shoes. After squatting down, the hem of her skirt immediately tightened, accentuating the curves of her waist, hips, and legs.

Fushimi Makoto had no other thoughts in mind; he had just been thinking about Sawamura Sayuri's travel plans.

He was thinking about something and changing his shoes when he looked up and saw the little ball.

Where are you looking?

Yukino was quite perceptive; the blush on her little face was both shy and beautiful.

"I'm on your leg." Fushimi Makoto decisively.

You're lying.

"Huh? Why are you so sure?"

Yukino was too lazy to argue with him.

To be honest, Fushimi Makoto has been her shareholder for a long time.

After the two entered the living room and sat down, Yukino didn't ask Fushimi Makoto when he planned to go back.

They always manage to maintain a tacit understanding in this regard.

Fushimi Makoto didn't speak and Yukino didn't ask, it meant that both of them were ready.

"Proper relaxation is very important, otherwise no matter how capable you are, you will eventually be defeated." Fushimi Makoto brought up this point again.

Yukino's beautiful face looked exceptionally radiant under the light.

She felt that the other person couldn't hold back any longer.

So she glanced at the time and, feigning composure, said, "Wait a little longer, I need to take a shower later."

Fushimi Makoto asked, "It's just a massage, taking a shower won't be a problem, right?"

"A massage?" Yukino was stunned.

So, it turns out I made a mistake in my judgment?

Fushimi Makoto: "What else did you think it was?"

I thought you wanted to press me.

Yukino remained silent, blushing as she turned away, leaving him with a captivating silhouette. "How do you press it?"

"Lie down properly~"

"... If you keep talking in that weird tone, I'll kick you!"

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This time, Fushimi Makoto truly had no improper thoughts.

Since Yukino was right beside him, and she had tacitly agreed to let him stay the night, what was there to rush about?

Therefore, Fushimi Makoto genuinely intended to give Yukino a good massage to help her relax.

However, Yukino believed that the other party had committed numerous crimes, to the point that her small guild died once.

It wasn't until she took off her shoes and lay completely sprawled on the sofa that she realized for the first time that massage could be a great way to relax.

Fushimi Makoto's fingers are incredibly dexterous, and he possesses superhuman sensory abilities. The combination of these two advantages is equivalent to him installing a radar inside Yukino's body, allowing him to monitor the girl's emotional changes in real time.

He could perfectly sense where to apply more pressure and where to press longer without Yukino having to say a word.

In just a few minutes, Yukino closed her eyes contentedly. She felt as if she had drunk the best chilled juice on a hot summer day, and the continuous comfort went on from head to toe.

No!

It seems to be more than just an extremely pleasant feeling; there's also a hint of restlessness or heat mixed in?

Yukino couldn't get an answer.

But this feeling of complete relaxation and comfort was an experience unlike anything I had ever had before.

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it for now.

Because it's really comfortable.

Finally, she couldn't help but hum a little.

It looks like cat ears.

As soon as she spoke, she realized something was wrong.

But before she could observe Fushimi Makoto's reaction, the cell phone on the table rang.

"Your phone." Fushimi Makoto handed over the phone.

Yukino, reached out and took it, saying thank you.

She was completely captivated by this feeling of complete relaxation.

Moreover, Fushimi Makoto's technique was by no means inferior.

She thought about it for a moment, and since it was a rare opportunity to relax like this, she didn't sit up and continued to lie face down.

Fushimi Makoto's hand returned to her slender waist.

"It was my sister who called," Yukino said.

Fushimi Makoto: "Then I guess I'll just have to become a silent masseur from now on."

What does this mean?

I'm not going home tonight.

"..."

Yukino had been looking back with her face turned to the side, immediately looked away.

She understood what Fushimi Makoto meant: because he wanted to stay overnight, he didn't want others to know he was there.

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto lifted her shirt at her waist, and his warm hands gently and attentively pressed against her waist.

She unconsciously let out a lazy hum.

She blushed and said, "Wait a minute, wait until I finish this call before you press the button."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. As long as you don't deliberately hum, your sister won't hear you." Fushimi Makoto's hands didn't stop moving.

Deliberately humming?

Yukino never felt that this was a good word.

She suppressed the urge to kick Fushimi Makoto, calmed herself, and answered the phone.

Yukino couldn't hold back her emotions after Haruno had only said the first word on the other end of the phone.

"Yukino, I'll be downstairs at your place soon."

Fushimi Makoto also heard it.

Yukino glanced back at Fushimi Makoto, and seeing that he still looked calm, she quickly composed herself. "Why are you here so late?"

"I came to deliver something to you and also to chat with you. It's been a long time since we talked."

Yukino then calmly began chatting with her older sister.

During this time, because Fushimi Makoto kept massaging her, Yukino was in a very strange state.

She was so relaxed and happy that she couldn't help but hum, but because her sister suddenly wanted to stay overnight, and she didn't want to reveal Fushimi Makoto's presence, she could only pretend to be indifferent.

The feeling of doing other things behind her elders' backs inexplicably reminded her of the memory of being in the Sawamura Family's kitchen last time.

At that time, I was also keeping it a secret from the elders outside the kitchen, and it was also Fushimi Makoto's hands.

As she pondered this, she unconsciously brought her legs together beneath her skirt.

This scene, of course, could not escape Fushimi Makoto's eyes.

Is she... finally unable to hold it in any longer?

Fushimi Makoto's massage techniques are professional enough, and with the added effect of the badge, he can naturally guarantee that Yukino will experience a completely new level of enjoyment and relaxation.

Because Yukino had been acting very comfortably, as if she hadn't experienced even the slightest bit of the heat and agitation that comes with the badge, Fushimi Makoto thought that her patience had improved and that she could actually endure to this extent.

Only now did he realize that he had been wrong.

Yukino didn't hold back at all; from the very beginning, she was completely immersed in it...

Fushimi Makoto had seen this kind of complete immersion many times before.

Mrs. Yukinoshita, once she gets involved, will lose all her guard, and her mind and senses will become dulled.

Fushimi Makoto glanced at Yukino's long, fair legs beneath her skirt.

If Haruno hadn't called and slightly interrupted Yukino's enjoyment, Yukino probably wouldn't have even realized that she was already...

After hanging up the phone, Yukino still didn't sit up.

She was worried that if she got up, Fushimi Makoto might see the watermark on the sofa.

So, suppressing her shame, she lay on the sofa and said, "My sister will be here soon. You can go to my room first."

Fushimi Makoto didn't expose her thoughts. "Miss Haruno won't come in?"

"Nothing will happen under normal circumstances, and I can guarantee that nothing abnormal will occur."