Sayuri, So Cute

Fushimi Makoto was about to make a joke when he suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him. Apart from Yukino, everyone else seemed to be curious about the truth of what he had just said.

So he changed his tune, saying, "The minister's authority cannot be questioned so easily. How about this, if any of you want to know my true abilities, I can give you a chance."

"Oh, what an arrogant statement," Utaha said with a half-smile.

Fushimi Makoto: "Would you like to spar with me, Utaha- senpai? You can choose the sport, tennis, running, anything is fine."

"Then let's play tennis, but not me." Utaha smiled at Yukino. "Yukinoshita, you should be good at this, right?"

Yukino looked over coldly. "Why me?"

With an expression that said, "I've seen right through you," Utaha said, "Didn't you say before that you were curious about Fushimi's physical abilities? Now you have the chance, and I don't believe you'll refuse."

Yukino fell silent.

She could tell that Utaha just wanted to watch the show, but since the other person wasn't willing to get involved, she encouraged her to do it.

Ironically, she had always been genuinely curious about Fushimi Makoto's body.

Even now, her desire to study Fushimi Makoto's body has never ceased.

"Can."

Yukino finally gave the answer.

"Me too! Me too!" Nakano Yotsuba waved her little hand, indicating that she wanted to compete with her teammate.

A large group of people left the activity room, while Fushimi Makoto and his two companions, who were in charge of the Fushimi Makoto, went to change their clothes first.

When Yukino and Nakano Yotsuba, both wearing tennis skirts, came out, Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but think to himself: I'm so clever. As long as I use the guise of a friendly match, I can see beautiful girls with different styles.

Yukino and the other girl's skirts weren't long, but they were both wearing safety shorts underneath, similar in length to athletic shorts, so they didn't have to worry about accidentally exposing themselves.

Fushimi Makoto admired their beautiful legs, which made Yukino feel somewhat awkward.

Was he saying that on purpose?

Yukino gripped her tennis racket tightly. She had a feeling that Fushimi Makoto was deliberately trying to arouse everyone's curiosity by wanting to see her in her tennis skirt.

Nakano Yotsuba wasn't thinking too much about it; she was warming up on the sidelines.

Fushimi Makoto suddenly sensed the two familiar scents from that morning. He turned around and saw the two beautiful women walking towards him.

What should I do? I suddenly want to see them both wearing tennis skirts.

Fushimi Makoto.

Chapter 316 Sayuri, Cute

The arrival of Mrs. Mrs. Yukinoshita and Sawamura Sayuri changed the atmosphere somewhat.

Apart from Fushimi Makoto, everyone else present seemed somewhat reserved.

Sawamura Sayuri is alright; she always seems to have an abundance of friendliness. If she changed her outfit and hairstyle, with her youthful, baby-faced appearance, people would always mistake her for Yukino's age.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was different; she always dressed elegantly and maturely. At this moment, her face was expressionless, and the few changes in her eyes were mixed with helplessness, suggesting that she had been forcibly dragged here by Sawamura Sayuri.

"Don't worry about us. We were just bored and saw you guys suddenly appear, so we thought we'd come and check it out."

Sawamura Sayuri noticed that the girls were a little reserved, so she took the initiative to show them a gentle smile.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's glossy lips, coated with lipstick, parted slightly, as if hesitating, but in the end, she remained silent.

Fushimi Makoto could sense that she had originally intended to say, "I hadn't even thought about it."

Perhaps she felt the occasion was inappropriate, so she didn't speak.

Fushimi Makoto was also trying to liven things up. He raised his tennis racket high, like Daigo raising his magic wand, and with a "do as you please, I'm invincible" expression on his face, said, "Who goes first?"

Nakano Yotsuba politely looked at Yukino, "Shall I go first?"

"I'll do it. I know him better than you do. Yotsuba, you watch carefully from the side and try to find his weaknesses," Yukino said decisively.

"I understand, then I'll have to ask Yukinoshita to clear the way for me!" Nakano Yotsuba even bowed in a proper manner.

Yukino was almost amused by her childish behavior, and her mood improved considerably.

When Yukino stood on the other side of the tennis court, Fushimi Makoto said in a low voice, "Are you the first challenger, Yukinoshita?"

Yukino's expression remained unchanged. "Are you going to show off your endless stream of stupid nonsense again?"

"Huh? You actually used the word 'form'? Have you been watching some kind of superhero transformation show lately?"

Is that all you wanted to say?

"Of course not. What I really want to say is that although your physical fitness has improved significantly with my help, coupled with your already excellent skills and agility, you have improved a lot compared to before. But even so, in terms of sports, you will lose to me very quickly." Fushimi Makoto still had that superior demeanor.

Yukino's lips curled into a slight smile, which she then forcefully suppressed.

She knew that Fushimi Makoto noticed everyone's awkwardness, so she was trying to lighten the mood.

But for some reason, she always found it funny when the other person pretended to say things that only experts would say.

"Perhaps it's because I know him too well, so I genuinely feel that this style doesn't suit him and would create a strong sense of incongruity."

Yukino found the answer in her heart.

"Their relationship is so good," said Sawamura Sayuri, who was watching the play from the sidelines.

Mrs. Yukinoshita remained calm, as if she hadn't heard.

Sawamura Sayuri added, "I wish my Eriri Spencer Sawamura was as generous and composed as that."

"In that case, you might have other ideas, such as hoping that Eriri Spencer Sawamura could be more lively," Mrs. Yukinoshita said this time.

"That's right, everyone is greedy. You've thought things through much more carefully. You truly are my best friend." Sawamura Sayuri smiled and hugged her best friend's arm.

Mrs. Yukinoshita gave Yukino the same disgusted look. "It's so hot, can you please not hug me all of a sudden?"

"If we can still hold hands when it's hotter, doesn't that prove our relationship is incredibly strong?"

"..."

Mrs. Yukinoshita seemed speechless and silently withdrew her hand.

Her beautiful eyes swept forward, and just as she had expected, everyone, including Fushimi Makoto and Yukino who had already taken the stage, was drawn to the commotion caused by the two of them.

She wasn't embarrassed by such a small thing, but she did have a headache.

Sawamura Sayuri was much more lively; she even smiled at everyone and said, "Alright, alright, stop staring at us, it's time to start."

"Eriri Spencer Sawamura, is Aunt Sayuri always like this?" Utaha asked softly.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura covered her face, feeling ashamed instead. "Mmm."

Utaha in amazement. "Although it's a bit impolite of me to say this, I still think Aunt Sayuri is a very interesting person."

"Mom isn't funny at all; she always likes to make trouble for me." Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't help but mutter as she recalled how her mother had teased her until she blushed.

Utaha smiled, her eyes falling on the beautiful and charming Sawamura Sayuri, as if talking to herself. "If she were willing to change her appearance, perhaps outsiders would mistake her for your older sister."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't help but purse her lips. "If she heard that, she'd be grinning from ear to ear."

Utaha didn't continue the topic. In any case, it was ultimately inappropriate to whisper about elders here.

It was Sawamura Sayuri's temperament and personality that truly surprised her.

She even had a bizarre thought: compared to Eriri Spencer Sawamura, Aunt Sayuri seemed to be more charming?

The reason she found it absurd was because she was thinking from the perspective of the male character Fushimi Makoto.

Although she wasn't a boy, she genuinely thought Sawamura Sayuri was very charming.

If she had to choose between this beautiful woman and her friend, she felt that there would probably only be one person in the Sawamura Family, and that would be Sawamura Sayuri.

"What am I thinking? Although she looks young and beautiful, she's still an aunt in my family."

Utaha found it amusing; she figured she'd been infected by Fushimi Makoto's stupidity, actually putting herself in his shoes to evaluate the two beauties of the Sawamura Family, and even making a choice in the end.

"That kind of thing is impossible no matter how you look at it."

Utaha thought this with absolute certainty.

The competition on the field soon began.

Even though Fushimi Makoto was deliberately throwing the game... oh no, I mean throwing it to Yukino, Yukino still couldn't find any chance to win.

Her skills are quite superb. After her physical fitness was no longer a weakness, her improved agility and explosiveness made her even more versatile. Even in sports, her seemingly delicate and slender figure is full of power.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of tennis balls being hit echoed constantly on the court. Almost every time Fushimi Makoto hand and swung his racket with ease, Yukino had to grit her teeth and respond.

No matter how much Fushimi Makoto played passively, his ball speed was still frighteningly fast. Yukino struggled to catch the ball every time, and in the end, she became more and more strained, losing points.

Fushimi Makoto was not only relaxed and carefree, he even had the time to admire Yukino's flowing skirt.

As the girl's skirt fluttered, her black safety shorts were revealed, completely covering her soft thighs and exposing no excess skin.

"Bang."

When Yukino lost another point, she took a deep breath and stared incredulously at the relaxed Fushimi Makoto across from her.

How much of his strength did this guy use?

Can we get three points?

Yukino was surprisingly unsure how to make a judgment.

The girls watching from the sidelines were also astonished.

They already knew that Fushimi Makoto was an excellent athlete, after all, he had shown it briefly during that swimming session.

However, with Yukino as a contrast today, the stark contrast between the two girls' completely different performances created a huge visual impact on the girls watching the match.

Even Sawamura Sayuri on the sidelines was surprised. "Did Makoto use half his strength?"

"Probably not," Mrs. Yukinoshita said calmly.

She had seen his muscular physique before, and she had also been in contact with his powerful muscle lines.

His brute strength could be described as monstrous.

Only such domineering power could achieve that indescribable, overwhelming impact.

"That's really impressive." Sawamura Sayuri stared blankly at Fushimi Makoto, her eyes flickering. It was unclear what she was thinking, but she was completely absorbed in looking at him.

A moment later, Yukino left the stage, panting.

She didn't feel resentful; she was simply surprised.

Even though she didn't get a single penny.

Nakano Yotsuba jogged over to give Yukino some water, saying with a troubled expression, "I'm sorry, I tried my best to observe him, but I found that he doesn't have any weaknesses at all."

Yukino thanked him first, then picked up her water bottle and gulped down two mouthfuls before calming her breathing and saying, "Your explosive power is stronger than mine, so I suggest you try not to conserve your energy and go all out from the start."

Nakano Yotsuba exclaimed, "Go all out?"

"Don't you want to see his expression after he loses points?" Yukino asked with a smile. She liked this girl so much that even her tone of voice softened.

"Yes, of course I want to!"

"Then give it a try."

"Nakano Yotsuba received!"

As Nakano Yotsuba walked onto the field, Yukino had just returned to the team when Utaha's voice rang out beside her. "Your stamina is much stronger than I expected."

"That's because I've been training all along," Yukino replied calmly.

Utaha rested her chin on her hand, as if deep in thought, "Based on my observation, unless five of you are on the field at the same time, you simply won't be able to score against Fushimi."

"Thanks for the reminder, senior, but you said something that's obviously obvious and obvious." Yukino didn't look at her.

"As everyone knows?"

"Otherwise what? Do you really think I'm so arrogant as to believe I can win?"

"Even the confident Yukinoshita is like this?"

"Confidence and arrogance are two different things, and I believe you understand that, senior."

Their conversation ended there.

This time, Utaha didn't try to mock Yukino; she simply wanted to talk to her about Fushimi Makoto's physical abilities.

But Yukino still remembered the spicy hot pot incident, and she didn't want to talk to Utaha any longer.