Eriri, You Did Great! / I'm Going to Punish You

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's curiosity was also piqued.

Compared to Utaha's generosity, she seemed much shy.

When Fushimi Makoto and put his arms around the two beautiful girls' thighs, lifting them up as easily as a strongman in a TV show, the two girls instinctively reached out and pressed their hands on his shoulders to steady themselves.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of passersby, but it was rush hour, so everyone just silently expressed their envy of Fushimi Makoto before turning their attention away and walking away.

Some people needed to rush back to rest, while others were eager to relax and have drinks with friends.

"Hold on tight, I'm about to depart."

As Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out, Utaha and Eriri Spencer Sawamura both rolled their eyes at him.

That sounds really strange.

However, it was their first time being held and lifted up like this by a boy, and it felt quite novel.

"So this is what it feels like to be tall." From Eriri Spencer Sawamura's perspective, everyone around her looked several heads shorter.

Just as Utaha was about to say something, Fushimi Makoto suddenly started running away.

The wind that suddenly arose howled and pierced her ears, not only messing up her hair but also making her quickly shut her mouth.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, standing next to Utaha, instinctively gasped. Her continuous shouts, combined with her expressive face, made her look quite adorable.

The two beautiful girls felt a violent gust of wind, and the surrounding scenery and people were rushing past them; everything they saw was a blur.

Passersby only felt as if someone had flashed past at high speed, but they didn't have time to see what they looked like.

The moment Fushimi Makoto stopped, their breathing quickened in unison, their chests heaving rapidly.

The two women gasped for breath for several seconds before turning back in astonishment to look at the spot where they had just been standing.

Fushimi Makoto did some mental calculations. He ran the 200-meter distance in 11.3 seconds, and that was even with him suppressing most of his strength.

"You're so fast?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura stared blankly behind her, then looked down at Fushimi Makoto, her little face full of shock.

This speed is beyond the reach of poets!

Utaha was also looking Fushimi Makoto.

She hadn't calculated the distance or time, but she knew that this was definitely not a speed a normal person could run at.

At this moment, her eyes shone with excitement, and her voice was filled with exhilaration. "You mean, as long as Eriri Spencer Sawamura and I start training again, we'll have a chance to reach this level in the future?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was stunned again, her fair face turning bright red with excitement.

Is a superhero about to emerge from the Sawamura Family?

The girl was so excited that she didn't know how to describe it, and could only think of the omnipotent term "Superman".

If Superman were mentioned in normal circumstances, neither she nor Utaha would feel much connection to him.

But Fushimi Makoto demonstrated this to them through his actions, and indicated that they might be able to achieve the same level in the future.

That feels completely different!

Although they never dreamed of becoming powerful Supergirl, it would be a lie to say they weren't tempted by the opportunity now that it was presented to them.

Who doesn't want to become stronger?

Especially now that a bright future is laid out before them.

"If you persevere, and with my regular massages to relax your muscles, you can definitely do it." Fushimi Makoto colors.

"Massage for relaxation?" Utaha, somewhat surprised.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and remained silent.

Am I... going to have to take my skirt off again?

Chapter 301 Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you did a great job!

With Fushimi Makoto personally demonstrating the benefits of training and becoming stronger, Utaha and Eriri Spencer Sawamura's enthusiasm was completely aroused.

They weren't unaware of the benefits of exercise before, and they had personally experienced the improvement in their physical fitness, but people aren't machines, and eventually they will become lazy.

Moreover, Utaha and Eriri Spencer Sawamura had never even considered things like Supergirl.

Before today, they had always thought that the schedule Fushimi Makoto had created for himself could only improve his physical fitness, and that the improvement would be limited.

Therefore, once they got busy, they naturally forgot about exercising.

This does not align with Fushimi Makoto's original plan.

He hopes that all the beautiful girls he is close to can continue to improve, whether in terms of physical fitness or other aspects.

So he suppressed his strength and indulged himself a little.

Even though he suppressed so much power, the explosive force and speed he displayed still shocked Utaha and Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

"I have found the bright path that transcends the Yukinoshita!"

Utaha's fighting spirit was burning brightly.

She would never forget the scene where Yukino easily pinned her to the ground and tied her to a chair with a rope, inadvertently revealing her fetish.

If she had the chance, she would like to tie Yukino to the chair herself.

"I might become the Sawamura Family's Supergirl!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura seemed particularly excited.

Most importantly, Fushimi Makoto just mentioned, exercise should be combined with massage, because massage can relieve muscle soreness and dispel fatigue from exercise.

Although Eriri Spencer Sawamura wasn't entirely sure that massage had such a powerful effect, after experiencing Fushimi Makoto's massage firsthand, she felt she could never forget that pleasurable feeling.

Whether it can relieve fatigue or not is another matter, but the main thing is that I feel really happy.

It was so embarrassing that he insisted on taking off my skirt.

I wonder if there's a way to get a massage without having to take off your skirt.

With the two beautiful girls reconsidering their exercise routines, Eriri Spencer Sawamura lost interest in continuing her shopping trip.

After Eriri Spencer Sawamura got home, Fushimi Makoto turned to his stunningly beautiful upperclassman in a black stockings and skirt. "Shall I take you home?"

"I'm not in a hurry. Let's go to your place and sit for a while. Anyway, my parents trust me a lot." Utaha's eyes kept changing.

Oh, she's going to reward me.

Fushimi Makoto sensed her restlessness but didn't expose her, and led the fat old woman, Kasumi, home.

"Speaking of which, something big happened in the place you traveled to before. Were you involved?"

In the living room, Utaha neatly sat with her black-stockinged legs together. Her skirt rode up because of her sitting posture, and this time it couldn't completely cover her fleshy thighs, instantly becoming the most eye-catching sight in the living room.

"Why are you suddenly interested in this?" Fushimi Makoto looked over curiously.

With a knowing smile, Utaha picked up her phone and waved it. "I saw your video online yesterday... um, I also saw Yukinoshita and Ichika; they were right behind me."

She paused deliberately, her fragrant body Fushimi Makoto: "I saw online that you got into a fight while fishing, and you took on seven people by yourself? Someone even gave you the nickname 'One Against Seven' in the comments."

Fushimi Makoto immediately understood which incident she was referring to and couldn't help but laugh, "There were indeed seven people at the time, but only two of them actually attacked me. Most of what's online is exaggerated."

Why would you suddenly start a fight with someone?

"Because they took the children's soccer ball..."

Fushimi Makoto didn't hide anything and told the whole story.

He didn't mention the scene where he took on twenty people at the bar.

It wasn't that he wanted to hide it, but in his view, it was a trivial matter, not worth mentioning at all.

"I see. I was wondering why someone with your personality would fight for no reason." Utaha listened intently.

She then shook her head, seemingly regretfully, "If I had known, I would have shamelessly gone on this trip with you all."

You won't do that.

Are you so sure?

"Of course, with Yukino around, unless she invites you or Ichika and the others call you over, you absolutely won't speak up."

Hearing him analyze his inner thoughts once again, Utaha clicked her tongue softly, as if she was annoyed.

But the next second, she stared intently at Fushimi Makoto's face. "With such a great opportunity to travel, why didn't Yukinoshita find a chance to go out and play with you alone?"

"No, don't forget, she's the epitome of involution."

"Hmm? You mean, even when she travels, she reads books?"

"That's right."

"... This is absolutely outrageous."

Utaha rubbed her temples, seemingly annoyed that her opponent was too disciplined.

"Do you need me to give you a massage?" Fushimi Makoto a beat.

Utaha opened her eyes and looked at her with a half-smile, "Just pressing your head?"

"If you want me to press other places, that's fine too."

"Heh, I think you couldn't hold back any longer, could you?"

After saying that, Utaha deliberately raised her beautiful black-stockinged legs and slowly slid them through the air. When she landed, she crossed her legs in a very unladylike manner.

But it was precisely because of this posture that her long, beautiful legs were crossed, causing her skirt to be pulled up again, making her even more sexy and alluring.

"You underestimate my self-control." Fushimi Makoto's tone was calm, but his eyes were on auto-aiming.

There's no way around it, Utaha's mature look is just too alluring.

Her usual outfits are already quite charming, but today, she said that since Yukino has a catgirl outfit, she also wants an outfit of her own style.

Once you put this dress on, every curve of your body becomes more captivating; you simply can't get enough of looking at it.

Fushimi Makoto got up and came behind her, gently massaging her head.

Utaha squinted comfortably and exclaimed in surprise, "Your technique seems to have improved again!"

It's easier and more relaxing to do this than when you're playing with your own legs.

"My technique has always been pretty good."

Fushimi Makoto spoke, his hand descended from the girl's fair forehead, caressing her supple, pink cheeks.

As if receiving his signal, Utaha slowly raised her head, a strange smile appearing in her beautiful eyes, "What do you want?"

"I was thinking that I wouldn't dare to do anything reckless in the movie theater, but now it's different."

"So?" Her smile remained unchanged, her eyes exceptionally alluring.

Because she knew that her charm had won this guy over.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

"So, you have to reward me handsomely." Fushimi Makoto lowered his head and kissed Utaha's luscious red lips.

Without the slightest hesitation, she tilted her rosy cheeks slightly to make it easier for the other person.

At that moment, she couldn't help but think of Eriri Spencer Sawamura had gone home early.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you did a great job!

Thank you for not staying to bother me.

Chapter 302 I Will Punish You

On the first day after the holiday, Fushimi Makoto and the other members who had participated in the filming arrived at school and were immediately surrounded by enthusiastic onlookers from the students.

This time was different from the last. With the success of the first short film as a foundation, the second short film's explosive popularity directly achieved the goal of breaking into the mainstream, and even people who don't follow the film and television industry at all could see this news.

The popularity that breaks out of its niche is often quite astonishing, especially since students are naturally curious and have a strong ability to accept new things.

As Fushimi Makoto and his group arrived at the school, they were immediately surrounded by their classmates before they could even take their seats. The scene resembled a horde of zombies from World War...

Yumiko had originally wanted to chat with Fushimi Makoto, but as soon as she entered the classroom, her group of friends surrounded her.

She already had her own small circle of friends, and they were all good friends. Now, facing all sorts of questions from her friends, she really stole the show.

However, the feeling of being constantly questioned by her friends left her feeling helpless, so her day was a mix of happiness and headache.

The students reluctantly returned to their seats only after the teacher entered the classroom.

Fushimi Makoto remained calm about this; practice makes perfect.