Attack of the Eriri / Awaiting Good News

Yukino said calmly, "I happen to be relatively free lately, and Ms. Sayuri asked me to take care of Sawamura. How about I create a new schedule based on your plan, and then I'll supervise her?"

"With you supervising her, she won't be able to slack off at all... Hmm? A new schedule?" Fushimi Makoto caught the key words.

Yukino looked at her curiously. "What's wrong?"

Fushimi Makoto did not answer.

Yeah, I'm still experimenting with the limits of the [Diligence Aura], so why don't I make a new schedule for Eriri Spencer Sawamura?

As for the time and content in the form, I can let her arrange it as she pleases, as long as she is making progress.

However, Fushimi Makoto thought of the paper airplane from earlier.

The paper airplanes he folded so meticulously have now become the new toys that the boys in his class are all clamoring for.

That feeling of "point and shoot" gave the boys a lot of novelty.

Fushimi Makoto then realized that if his remade schedule also had that magical function, he should not give it to Eriri Spencer Sawamura openly, but rather slip it to her when she wasn't looking.

"Thank you, Yukino, you've really reminded me." Fushimi Makoto thanked him and picked up a pen and paper to get to work.

Yukino blinked in surprise, wondering if she had said something that should be noted.

She even went over to take a look and found that Fushimi Makoto wasn't doing anything strange; he was just making a new schedule.

However, this schedule is a little different. It doesn't list the exercises to be done, nor does it specify the time. It's just an ordinary schedule.

Yukino, of course, had no idea that the moment Fushimi Makoto completed the plan, he had already heard the system's notification in his mind.

[Rough Schedule: When you fill in today's itinerary in the form, neither wind nor rain will affect your ability to complete the items in the form.]

[Note: Your carefully crafted schedule is too rough and can only cover a maximum of one week. The schedule will automatically disappear after the week's activities are completed.]

I knew it!

Fushimi Makoto's spirits lifted.

This [Diligence Aura] that refreshes daily has no effort or sweat involved; it's all about mechanics and stats!

Chapter 305 Eriri Spencer Sawamura's Attack

At six o'clock in the evening, Fushimi Makoto sneaked up to Eriri Spencer Sawamura's house.

No, it wasn't exactly sneaky; he brought fruit specifically for this purpose.

He had already come up with a reason for visiting: to thank Sawamura Sayuri for inviting him on a trip and for helping promote the short film.

The person in charge of receiving him was, of course, Sawamura Sayuri.

The beautiful woman invited him to stay a little longer, perhaps until eight o'clock, but he had come with a mission and naturally declined.

Just then Eriri Spencer Sawamura was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Sawamura Sayuri got up to make tea. Fushimi Makoto found Eriri Spencer Sawamura's room, pushed open a corner of the door, picked up the schedule, and accurately threw it onto the desk inside.

"Auntie Sayuri... Oh, it's you, sister. I won't have the tea. My friends messaged me; they need to talk to me."

"Are you leaving so soon? I wanted to talk to you for a bit, and Eriri Spencer Sawamura is still taking a shower. Why don't you wait for her to come out and chat with her?"

"I see her every day, so it's very convenient for us to chat."

"After all, school and home are completely different experiences... Oh well, since you've already made plans with your friends, come over to my place for dinner in a couple of days."

"Good."

Shortly after Fushimi Makoto left, Eriri Spencer Sawamura emerged wrapped in a bath towel.

The girl's hair was still wet from her bath, her rosy cheeks were flushed with a charming blush, and her smooth little feet were on the floor, her budding toenails gleaming under the light.

"Mom, I think I just heard Fushimi's voice. Was it just my imagination?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura asked curiously, drying her hair.

"It's not a misperception, Makoto did come by, but he's already gone back."

"Huh? He left so fast?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura looked disappointed.

Sawamura Sayuri smiled and said, "He came to thank me for helping him promote his short film, so he bought some fruit to express his gratitude. However, his friend needed to see him, so he went back home."

"I see..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was still somewhat disappointed.

Although, as Fushimi Makoto said, the two of them could see each other at school every day, it felt completely different for Eriri Spencer Sawamura when the other came to visit her home.

After all, he's a boy. The fact that he came to my house means we're good friends.

Yes, and they are perfectly innocent friends.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura shyly added a sentence in her mind.

She's been having a great time these days. Utaha chats with her almost every day, and the two of them sometimes go shopping together when they have time.

She understood that Utaha had decided to team up with her.

"My senior and I will become partners like Ichika and Yukinoshita."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt that her life had a glimmer of hope.

After she finished drying her hair and returned to her room, she suddenly noticed something extra on her desk.

"What is this? A schedule? Did Mom prepare it for me?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura subconsciously turned to look at the tightly closed door.

Her mother knew she had a schedule, and she had told her mother that it was made with Fushimi Makoto's help.

Sawamura Sayuri had asked her if it worked, and she said it seemed to work, but she didn't feel it herself.

Having received this answer, Sawamura Sayuri gave up her idea of having Fushimi Makoto make one for her as well.

The older a woman gets, the more concerned she becomes about her figure.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura had told her mother that she had stopped exercising for a while because she was too busy, so when she saw the new schedule on the table, she naturally assumed that it was prepared by her mother.

She didn't doubt Fushimi Makoto at all.

As Sawamura Sayuri has already said, Fushimi Makoto came to deliver fruit as a thank you, and left without even having a cup of tea after delivering the fruit.

On the other hand, the plans that Fushimi Makoto made for them before were all printed, while this new plan was handwritten, so Eriri Spencer Sawamura naturally couldn't doubt him.

"Mom would never guess that I've picked up my workout routine again. I'm the Sawamura Family's future Supergirl, you know..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura recalled Fushimi Makoto's explosive power and speed as the "root poet" back then, and a strong sense of anticipation rose in her heart.

"Speaking of which, the schedule Fushimi made for me was a bit too tight. I'd better make a schedule that suits my schedule better, based on the items he arranged."

Having made up her mind, Eriri Spencer Sawamura decided to go for it.

"Well, since we're going to plan our schedules in detail, let's start from the morning... I don't need to think about the daytime, I have to go to school, so I'll study diligently until school ends."

"After school, I'd discuss serious matters with Fushimi and the others in the club, or just chat. After dinner, I'd start exercising for about an hour."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura got more and more into writing.

It's like watching a game introduction video; it's really exciting while watching, but once you actually download the game, you find yourself too lazy to play it.

There's a saying that goes, "I've already paid for the game, why should I spend my own time playing it?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's current mood is pretty much like this.

As her schedule neared completion, her joy grew.

When she saw that she had a lot of free time between exercising and going to bed, she thought for a moment and wrote on a whim, "I'll ask Utaha- senpai or Fushimi for professional knowledge tonight, in order to improve."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura put down her pen, stretched her wrists, and looked at the activity form filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Then she noticed a small line of text at the bottom of the schedule: This schedule can only be maintained for one week.

What does this mean?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up thinking about it.

It's just a schedule anyway, a trivial matter, not worth my time.

"It's still early, let's read comics."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura pushed the schedule aside, intending to find a manga she liked, but she quickly realized something was wrong.

My body is out of my control!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura watched as she stood up, then picked up a mat from the corner, laid it out, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the mat, moving her body along with it.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "???"

What's going on?

Why can't I control my body?

Wait, the current time is...

Eriri Spencer Sawamura suddenly remembered that the exercise time she had just filled in on the schedule was now.

How can there be such an outrageous schedule in the world?

Can it still force me to complete those plans?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura looked panicked, but her hands and feet wouldn't obey her commands, performing the standard movements meticulously.

She could certainly recognize that these were warm-up exercises before starting aerobic exercise.

The problem is, I didn't even think about exercising today; I was planning to postpone it until tomorrow!

Just then, the door was pushed open, Sawamura Sayuri poked her head into the room carrying a plate of sliced watermelon.

When she saw her daughter diligently exercising on the mat, she smiled with satisfaction and said, "Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you're exercising so early? But you shouldn't have taken a shower earlier; you'll have to take another one later."

"...I know," Eriri Spencer Sawamura replied, on the verge of tears.

After warming up, she reluctantly began her workout.

Sawamura Sayuri placed the plate on the table, smiled, and patted her daughter's shoulder. "Go for it, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, go for it!"

I have absolutely no desire to advance!

Also, what exactly is this schedule all about?

Chapter 306 Awaiting Good News

Eriri Spencer Sawamura is completely confused.

She never imagined that such a seemingly ordinary schedule could actually force her to get up and exercise.

What surprised her even more was that even though she wanted to sit back down, her hands and feet wouldn't obey her commands and she insisted on standing on the mat to continue exercising.

This was too bizarre and too sudden for her to tell Sawamura Sayuri.

"We can only try to find another opportunity to talk to Fushimi and see what we can do!"

In such a helpless moment, the first person she thought of was Fushimi Makoto.

But she didn't know that the person who specially delivered the schedule to help her with her training was also Fushimi Makoto.

Now, all she can think about is getting help from Fushimi Makoto.

This is probably what they mean by "the one who tied the knot must untie it."

If Sawamura Sayuri had stayed inside, she would have definitely noticed the incongruity in Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's movements were perfectly standard and rhythmic, looking like she was seriously exercising, but her face was full of helplessness, and occasionally her eyes would show a struggle, indicating that she was fighting against her own body.

At this moment, her situation was somewhat like a cat fighting with its own tail, neither listening to the other.

"No way! I've filled out the schedule completely. Even though I get enough sleep, if I keep this schedule every day, won't I have no time to play games or read comics anymore?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura discovered something even more terrifying.

She made up her mind that she had to seek help from Fushimi Makoto tonight.

Her plan for the night before bed was to consult with either Utaha or Fushimi Makoto.

"I hope Fushimi can help me!"

Even if you say that, there's nothing I can do.

Fushimi Makoto sighed in his living room.

He was on a voice call with Aota, who had made his own tokusatsu costume and planned to participate in a small comic convention at the end of September.

But Aota felt that his own physique was not good; he was short and a bit fat, and he couldn't bring out the coolness of the suit at all, so he came to Fushimi Makoto.