Let Me Play with Your Legs

And there's Nakano Nino.

This person is also temporarily on her "blacklist".

If you chat with them a little longer, she'll clearly remember how, during the spicy hot pot incident, she humiliatingly huddled against the bathroom wall, sobbing and whimpering...

Nakano Yotsuba remembered Yukino's advice, and she used all her strength from the very beginning, as if she were really playing a match.

However, the gap between her and Fushimi Makoto was like heaven and earth. In the end, she didn't score a single point either. Instead, because her safety shorts were a bit shorter than Yukino's, someone got to look at her thighs for a long time with satisfaction.

Although only a tiny bit of her thigh skin was visible.

However, Fushimi Makoto still wants to say: the tennis skirts worn by beautiful girls are really amazing.

"As expected of my best teammate, he's really amazing."

When Nakano Yotsuba came off the field, she was still full of energy and didn't seem discouraged at all.

Fushimi Makoto said with a serious expression, "It's good that you know. Also, don't slack off on your training, otherwise the gap between you and me will only widen."

"Yes!" Nakano Yotsuba responded loudly.

Everyone present noticed Fushimi Makoto's use of the word "you".

Yukino and the others were fine, but Eriri Spencer Sawamura seemed a little uncomfortable.

She's been undergoing a painful yet enjoyable "special training" these past few days.

The only thing that comforted her was that the deadline on the schedule was approaching, and she hoped that the seven days mentioned on it were true.

She was truly fed up with this daily grind of studying and exercising. Compared to this repetitive life, she would rather take off her skirt and have Fushimi Makoto massage her every day.

If Fushimi Makoto knew her thoughts, he would definitely say with disdain, "Fine, fine, let's eat and take some, shall we?"

"You guys seem to be having a lot of fun, I'll give it a try too." Sawamura Sayuri suddenly picked up her racket with light steps.

Fushimi Makoto looked at him with some surprise. "You're coming too?"

"Yes, is that not allowed?"

"Would you like to change your clothes?"

Upon hearing Fushimi Makoto's question, Sawamura Sayuri casually countered with, "What do you think Makoto? Should I change into a tennis skirt?"

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "Forget it, the outcome is already decided anyway. You'll still lose even if you change your clothes."

"Hey, Makoto really doesn't hold back." Sawamura Sayuri smiled and winked.

That look seemed to say: I thought you would be bold enough to say you wanted to see my tennis skirt.

Fushimi Makoto pretended not to see it.

Just kidding, with so many eyes watching him right now, even if he really wanted to see, he couldn't say anything.

It was precisely because of Fushimi Makoto's composure that even the perceptive Mrs. Yukinoshita did not harbor any suspicion. At most, she was just wondering: what was the meaning behind Sayuri's playful wink just now?

Do you have a fever?

Thinking back to the sounds she had heard that night, this unusually impolite thought popped into her head.

"If Mom plays, Fushimi will definitely hold back, right?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura picked up her phone to take a picture.

Yukino and Utaha said in unison, "I don't think so."

The two paused for a moment, exchanged a glance, and then quickly looked away.

What Yukino and Utaha said was subsequently proven true.

Sawamura Sayuri makes her grand entrance!

Sawamura Sayuri makes a dignified exit!

With just two balls, Fushimi Makoto showed her what it meant to be completely overwhelmed by strength.

"You really won't hold back at all? Can't you let me win even one point?" Sawamura Sayuri stared in disbelief.

Fushimi Makoto feigned profundity. "Sigma men only value their opponents and go all out."

Sawamura Sayuri stood with her hands on her hips, looking annoyed.

Mrs. Yukinoshita the sidelines, suddenly smiled.

He was laughing very happily.

Another person who was smiling happily was Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

She only wanted to take pictures of her mother playing tennis on a whim, but ended up capturing her mother's astonished expression.

Especially the way her mother stood with her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Fushimi Makoto, made Eriri Spencer Sawamura feel like she had unintentionally uncovered her mother's embarrassing past!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura carefully saved the video, but feeling it wasn't secure enough, she simply added it to her private files and even set a password.

Just then, she heard Nakano Itsuki whisper beside her, "Why do I feel like Sayuri Sayuri's hands-on-hips pose is a bit... a bit..."

"Cute, Itsuki, is that what you meant to say?" Nakano Nino chimed in.

Nakano Itsuki gave a slightly awkward "hmm." No matter what, saying an elder was cute was still quite impolite, but that was exactly what her brain was thinking.

Nakano Nino lowered her voice as well. "I agree with you. I used to think that if a woman of your age tried to act cute, it would definitely give me goosebumps. But I don't feel that way about Aunt Sayuri. On the contrary, I genuinely find her cute."

"Right? That's what I was just thinking." Seeing that her sisters thought the same thing, Nakano Itsuki finally felt less embarrassed.

"Miku, what do you think?" Nino nudged Miku's arm.

Miku Nakano didn't say anything; her gaze remained Fushimi Makoto the entire time, never wavering.

As for Aunt Sayuri?

What did you say, Sayuri? All I saw was Fushimi Makoto giving his all against his opponent.

Nino and Itsuki exchanged a glance, both with complicated feelings.

But Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't hold back any longer. "Were you serious about what you just said?"

Nino and the other girl thought Eriri Spencer Sawamura was angry, Itsuki quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, we shouldn't have said that."

"Well, we just accidentally blurted out what was on our minds." Nino coughed lightly. It was indeed embarrassing to praise Eriri Spencer Sawamura's mother as cute in front of her.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura wasn't concerned about that; she seemed somewhat bewildered. "How could you possibly think my mother is cute?"

Nino and Itsuki were both stunned.

After a second, Itsuki asked hesitantly, "Isn't it cute?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "..."

No, your thinking is really weird!

Mom is indeed very beautiful, but we're young girls! How could young girls find older women cute?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura muttered to herself.

She wasn't quite sure if she genuinely didn't understand the situation, or if she felt resentful because Nino and the others praised her mother but not her.

Just then, she felt her arm being tugged.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura turned around and saw a mischievous smile on Utaha's pretty face, "Sayuri, so cute."

She had obviously overheard the conversation and, as usual, came over to play with Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura gritted her teeth.

I don't want to play with you guys anymore!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura walked dejectedly to Yukino's side, and after taking another look at the quiet and beautiful girl with long, straight black hair, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Yukinoshita is still the best.

Yukino naturally noticed Eriri Spencer Sawamura's audacious gaze, and she turned her head in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and turned away, "It's nothing, I just thought we could go home together later."

Yukino was even more confused.

But she remembered that the two of them were already friends, and their families were also close friends.

So she didn't hesitate and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura smiled unconsciously.

Yukinoshita definitely the best.

Why did her mood become cheerful and content again?

Yukino wondered to herself.

Chapter 317 Let Me Play with Your Legs

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura made a promise to go home together, and they did indeed leave the school together after everyone else had left.

They had just reached the fork in the road and said goodbye when Eriri Spencer Sawamura's phone rang.

"It's my mom calling," Eriri Spencer Sawamura, picking up her phone to show her.

Yukino nodded. Seeing that the other person answered the phone right by the roadside, she wasn't in a hurry to go home and simply waited nearby.

It turned out that her wait was worthwhile.

Less than half a minute after Eriri Spencer Sawamura answered the phone, she looked at Yukino with a surprised expression. "Mom and Aunt Yukinoshita are Fushimi Family. They said Fushimi went to buy groceries and asked if we wanted to come over too?"

Yukino was slightly taken aback. "Why would they suddenly go to the Fushimi Family?"

"Mom said it was to discuss the adaptation rights of the script with him, because Ichika is so popular, and the news that she was going to star in Fushimi's script had already spread, so a film and television company wanted to spend money to buy the adaptation rights of the web series."

"So that's what it is."

Yukino realized.

Since it was a serious matter, she was naturally interested.

After receiving her consent, Eriri Spencer Sawamura also explained everything over the phone.

"Are we just going to go empty-handed like this?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura looked hesitant after hanging up the phone.

Yukino understood what she meant. "You want to buy something to take with you?"

"Yeah, let's buy some cookies or fruit, since we're going there to freeload."

"There's no need for that. If that guy knew we were coming, he'd be overjoyed; there's no need to prepare anything."

"Huh?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura was stunned.

Yukino looked down and said, seemingly helplessly, "You're wearing thigh-high socks today."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed. "So?"

"Long stockings would perfectly accentuate the curves of your legs... If he were here, he would say that."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's cheeks turned even redder.

However, there was clearly a hint of happiness mixed in with that shyness.

Worried that Yukino would see through her thoughts, she quickly said, "You're wearing stockings too."

Yukino glanced at her shapely, long legs and said calmly, "That pervert has long been dissatisfied with my stockings. If I hadn't changed into other stockings, he probably wouldn't have gotten so excited."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "???"

Seriously, girls, do you guys really have this much fun in private?

What does it mean that stockings won't cause too much excitement?

Do you usually wear black stockings like Utaha- senpai's when Fushimi Makoto alone with Fushimi Makoto?

Or perhaps, a style even bolder than black tights?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura unconsciously started to let her mind wander.

"What are you thinking about?" Yukino, of course, could see right through him and bluntly exposed his thoughts.

"N-no... Um, let's go ahead first, don't keep them waiting." Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and turned away, avoiding Yukino's gaze.

Yukino sighed helplessly.

That bastard's messed with someone again!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's expression was so easy to understand.

Yukino barely had to think; she had clearly caught the emotions in the other person's eyes just now.

There was surprise, and also a sour feeling of jealousy.