Time Loop in Anime Multiverse, I Do Whatever I Want Chapter 29

Nakano Itsuki blushed in embarrassment: "Why would you suspect me?"

Nakano Nino said calmly: "Besides you, who else in the house is so obsessed with food?"

Nakano Itsuki blushed and wanted to retort, but Fushimi Makoto interjected at the right moment: "Actually, the answer to the thing Nakano Ichika is hiding from you two is inside the club we formed."

Both girls were stunned at the same time.

Nakano Nino puffed out her chest subconsciously and turned to stare at Itsuki: "So you knew all along?"

Nakano Itsuki had a blank look on her small face: "Knew what?"

"Didn't you already join Fushimi-san's club?"

"Yes, but I don't know anything."

"..."

Nakano Nino was left speechless.

Itsuki's confused expression didn't look like she was acting.

Fushimi Makoto didn't look like he was lying either.

So, was Itsuki just too slow?

Nakano Nino wondered.

The group first strolled along the shops by the roadside, as the dazzling array of goods easily piqued the girls' interest.

Even Nakano Nino and Itsuki were no exception.

After everyone had been walking for about fifteen minutes, Yumiko led them to a nearby park.

"The environment in this park is very nice, and girls often come here to take photos as souvenirs."

As Yumiko spoke, her eyes remained fixed on Fushimi Makoto.

Clearly, the professional photography skills Fushimi Makoto mentioned earlier had piqued her curiosity.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto didn't answer, she said straightforwardly: "You should be able to help me take some photos, right?"

There were no words like "please help me," but rather a more direct approach.

Fushimi Makoto acted as if he hadn't noticed: "I can, but you must follow my instructions throughout the process."

"Eh?"

Yumiko was taken aback; this wasn't part of the scenario she had imagined.

Fushimi Makoto looked very serious: "Photography is an art. Although we only have mobile phones and no professional equipment to capture your charm more precisely, I have always been very serious about photography."

The phrase "capture your charm more precisely" immediately made Yumiko's heart bloom with joy.

He was clearly talking about the poor equipment, yet he managed to compliment her at the same time.

That was very pleasing.

Yumiko agreed immediately: "Fine, then I'll listen to your arrangements."

The two boys following Hayato Hayama had been playing on their phones, but now they were distracted and whispered: "This guy really knows his stuff. I've learned something today."

Hayato Hayama, on the other hand, didn't care; with his emotional intelligence, he could have come up with a similar line in an instant.

He was more curious about whether it was inappropriate for Fushimi Makoto to leave the two girls from the Nakano Family on the sidelines like that.

In fact, Nakano Nino was indeed a bit annoyed at the moment.

But she wasn't annoyed at Fushimi Makoto; she was annoyed at Yumiko.

Asking someone else to take photos so rudely—does she really think she's a queen?

Nakano Nino recalled the nickname their classmates used for Yumiko in private.

She was just about to ask for Itsuki's opinion when she saw her standing beside her, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Nakano Nino couldn't help but ask.

Nakano Itsuki showed a look of recollection: "No wonder he was so serious when he took photos of us last time; so that's what he thinks. Photography is an art—that actually sounds very reasonable."

"Wait, you two took photos together too?" Nakano Nino was more concerned about this.

Nakano Itsuki picked up her phone and said: "He insisted on taking photos of me last time. But he really takes great pictures; I especially like those few photos. By the way..."

Remembering something, she tapped her finger on the screen a few times: "I also saw a photo of Ichika and him online. It must have been taken by someone at the bookstore that day."

Nakano Nino leaned over quickly and saw that a post on a social forum featured a photo of Fushimi Makoto and Nakano Ichika.

In the photo, Nakano Ichika was smiling beautifully, while Fushimi Makoto was holding his phone with intense focus.

Below it was a caption: A wild handsome guy and beautiful girl appeared at this trendy bookstore.

Although everyone online knows that candid photography is illegal, people upload videos or photos of others every now and then, most of which are accidents or fights.

After reading the post, Nakano Nino inadvertently glanced at the comment with the most likes at the bottom.

Then, she couldn't hold it together anymore.

That comment said: "Although I don't know these two people and don't know if they are a couple, I think they look so good together. Does anyone else feel the same way as I do?"

Nakano Nino was far too familiar with this account.

Because this was clearly Nakano Ichika's alt account!

This move was truly hard to keep a straight face at.

"Itsuki, take a screenshot of this post and send it to me."

After saying this, Nakano Nino looked back toward Fushimi Makoto.

Yumiko was already posing according to Fushimi Makoto's instructions.

Chapter 31: Are You Done Showing Off? It's My Turn

At this moment, Yumiko's mood was a bit strange.

Usually, within her own circle of popular friends, everyone was willing to follow her lead. As for the classmates outside her circle, they also regarded her with a mix of awe and admiration.

Ever since the start of the school year, she had been living within this "queen" aura.

Yet now, she was acting like an obedient robot, following Fushimi Makoto's instructions for every single pose.

She felt that with her looks and figure, as long as he didn't deliberately snap an ugly photo, she should look beautiful no matter how she was photographed.

But Fushimi Makoto hadn't been satisfied with her initial attempts to do things her own way.

She clearly should have spoken up, but whether it was because of the sense of approachability Fushimi Makoto exuded or his serious and focused demeanor, she ultimately couldn't bring herself to interrupt him.

Hmph, I want to see if you're really as good as you think you are.

Unconsciously, Yumiko developed a competitive spirit unique to a young girl.

"Miura-san, your smile is too confident. It needs to be softer—that gentle feeling, you understand, right?"

Under Fushimi Makoto's meticulous direction, Yumiko's photos were finally finished.

She let out a long breath, as if she had just finished a long-distance race.

It was at this exact moment that Fushimi Makoto raised his phone again and captured a shot with a "click."

"Eh? Weren't we done?" Yumiko looked up upon hearing the shutter sound.

Fushimi Makoto waved her over: "Come take a look for yourself."

Yumiko walked over with her arms crossed, acting tough: "If you didn't take a good picture of me, I'm going to tell you straight to your face."

Fushimi Makoto: "General, worry not. Just look at this."

Yumiko approached with a belly full of questions, but the moment she glanced at the photo on the phone, she was immediately filled with pleasant surprise.

He made me look so good!

And they were all in the style of a gentle young girl.

The lighting, shadows, and angles were chosen so well; it felt completely different from my own selfies.

Yumiko's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and her lips gradually curled into a smile: "No wonder you were having me find angles and pay attention to micro-expressions earlier. So that's how you shoot?"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Mm, very satisfied!"

Yumiko emphasized her tone, and her smile widened.

She really loved these photos.

In the past, her selfies were always those seemingly confident, smiling faces, but Fushimi Makoto had captured a different style of her.

A girl who loves beauty will always be happy because of a beautiful photo of herself.

Especially when it was a vibe she had never seen before.

"I've carefully selected them, and there are four photos that meet my standards," Fushimi Makoto said at this moment.

Yumiko was stunned: "Four? But I like all seven of these photos."

"The other three didn't meet my requirements." Fushimi Makoto suddenly turned serious. "You should remember, right? I said that photography is an art."

"Oh, oh... I see."

Seeing him suddenly become so serious, Yumiko found herself subconsciously nodding in agreement.

There was no helping it; Fushimi Makoto had made her look so good that she had every reason to trust him.

Yumiko naturally wanted these photos, but she only just remembered that Fushimi Makoto was using his own phone.

So, the blonde girl took the initiative to hold up her phone: "Let's exchange contact information, and then you can send those four photos to me."

Fushimi Makoto, however, said: "I'll send you two first."

Yumiko asked, confused: "Why only two?"

"I feel like the other two still have room for improvement. I'll send them to you after I finish retouching them."

"You can do that too?" Yumiko was full of surprise.

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. Only by doing this could he keep her thinking about him.

And Yumiko thought to herself: This guy is so attentive.

Among the people she knew, only Hayato Hayama would be this attentive.

However, Hayato Hayama didn't have such good photography skills at all!

Like most boys, as far as he was concerned, as long as the photo showed a "human shape," that was photography.

A girl who loved beauty like Yumiko would, of course, never be satisfied with that kind of "barely human" photography style.

After meeting different members of the opposite sex, girls would occasionally make comparisons in their hearts.

This wasn't malicious; it was just a subconscious habit.

So, after Yumiko compared Makoto Fushimi with the boys she knew in her heart, she immediately realized that the former was the boy who surprised her the most.

Hayato Hayama was also a very good boy, but there was an incredibly sharp issue with him.

As long as he was in front of his classmates, he would always be everyone's Hayato Hayama, never belonging exclusively to any one person.

This style of conduct, which was warm to the extreme, easily created a subtle sense of disappointment.

It wasn't just girls who felt this; boys who admired Hayato Hayama and wanted to be his best friend would also have this feeling.

Just like right now, seeing that everyone else was distracted, Hayato Hayama took the classmates for a stroll in the park.

"Thank you, Fushimi-kun." Yumiko appeared incredibly sincere at this moment.

"It was just a small favor," Makoto said.

Yumiko looked at his handsome face and said with a smile, "You can call me Yumiko from now on. By the way, what do your friends usually call you?"

Makoto: "Everyone gives me face and calls me Brother Makoto."

Yumiko: "???"

The young girl rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and said to herself, "Then I'll just call you Makoto. We're friends now, so it won't seem so distant."

Nakano Nino, who had been watching from behind the whole time, had her beautiful face completely tensed up.