Sawamura Sayuri: Yukino, Become My Daughter!

Even their minds felt much calmer.

This unusually obvious change amazed the two beautiful girls.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura happily put the pendant into her skirt pocket, thinking that she would string it together tonight and wear it on her wrist from then on.

Yukino has a stronger thirst for knowledge.

When Fushimi Makoto had a moment to spare, she blushed and offered him her clean little feet. While trying to suppress the tingling sensation, she picked up her phone and started searching for news and information about the China Dojo.

As she searched, she found an old video of a Daoist priest.

"There's no such thing as 'lightness skill' in the world. That's impossible."

A Daoist priest smiled calmly at the reporter's camera, then turned and easily leaped down from the three- or four-meter-high mountain.

Yukino: "???"

Of course she knew what the term "lightness skill" meant. After all, she had studied Chinese in private for so long and knew that the term "lightness skill" often appeared in martial arts novels.

She had only heard of it before, but after seeing the video in person, she began searching for clips from China arts dramas related to light-footed kung fu.

She shouldn't have looked at it; once she did, she couldn't hold back anymore.

The top martial arts masters in the video have amazing lightness skills; they can leap five or six meters in a single bound and fly exceptionally high.

"Isn't this just like when he jumped onto the balcony to save the child last time?"

Yukino couldn't help but glance at Fushimi Makoto, who was still playing with his little feet in front of him. He seemed to be in a daze as he waited for the hot pot to cook.

She subconsciously recalled that at the time, Fushimi Makoto was holding onto the balcony railing and the air conditioner unit, and his movements were as agile as a monkey. In the blink of an eye, he had climbed to the fourth floor.

After the other party successfully rescued the child who was about to fall, the process of going downstairs, although not as exaggerated as in the video she had seen, was still quite visually impactful.

Yukino couldn't help but suspect that Fushimi Makoto could have acted even more exaggeratedly that day, but he restrained himself because Yukino was there.

"You've been in a really messy mood since just now. Is it because you've been talking badly about me in your mind?" Fushimi Makoto's joking voice came through.

Yukino's expression remained unchanged. She put down her phone and was about to say something when she suddenly realized that although her mind was full of questions, she was not as confused as before, which caused her to feel anxious.

This pendant is amazing!

Yukino touched the pendant in her skirt pocket and asked softly, "You know qinggong (lightweight martial arts)?"

Fushimi Makoto seemed to have heard something amusing, and he looked over with a smile, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Curious." Yukino remained outwardly calm.

Fushimi Makoto shook his head. "What kind of 'lightness skill' exists in this world?"

Yukino: Why does that sound so familiar?

She was still persistent, her thirst for knowledge growing stronger. "You really don't know?"

To her surprise, Fushimi Makoto shook his head again. "No."

Just when she thought she was overthinking things, Fushimi Makoto added, "But if you want to learn, I can learn for a while first. Once I've learned it, and after all your physical functions have reached the required level, I can teach you."

Yukino once again stared at him with a dumbfounded expression.

She usually Fushimi Makoto, but today she was shocked twice in a row, and her little expressions were absolutely adorable.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't resist and started moving upwards along her delicate, jade-like feet.

With a swift slap, Yukino brushed his hand away. "No!"

Fushimi Makoto casually put his hand back. "I really don't know qinggong (lightness skill), at least it doesn't exist in this world, but if you really want to see it, I can learn it for you."

Yukino said expressionlessly, "Do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

He said there was no such thing as "lightness skill" in the world, and then he said he wanted to learn it?

Is this something a normal human being would say?

"Just tell me if you want to learn or not?" Fushimi Makoto threw the question at him.

Yukino immediately fell silent.

A few seconds later, the conflicted look in her eyes faded, and her beautiful eyes gradually brightened. "Are you serious?"

"Or do you think I'm joking with you?"

I want to learn.

Yukino's heart pounded as she said those words.

There's no way around it, the light-footed skills depicted in martial arts dramas are just too beautiful.

Yes, Yukino used the word "beautiful".

That kind of top-level lightness skill, which is almost invisible and can go wherever it wants, and no one can stop it, truly made her yearn for it.

She wasn't a greedy person, and she didn't expect to be able to do that. She just wanted to be able to jump higher, run faster, and be as light as a swallow.

After all, she had witnessed supernatural phenomena many times before, and now she actually had the opportunity to learn how to do it herself—this was truly...

Marvelous.

Yukino's chest heaved rapidly, and her eyes shone brightly.

Fushimi Makoto noticed the change in her expression and thought to himself that he was about to start another Time Loop for Yukino's sake.

He truly didn't know how to perform light-body skills, and there was nowhere for him to learn them.

However, with his current superhuman physical abilities, leaping five or six meters or landing smoothly from a tall building would be a piece of cake for him.

If only Fushimi Makoto hadn't said those words aloud, otherwise Yukino would definitely have blurted out that classic line. "Fushimi, you still say you can't do karate?"

Everyone enjoyed the dinner. Unlike last time, the mala tang didn't turn out "unlucky" after being cooked; instead, it received a normal "delightful and satisfying mala tang" rating.

Yukino was also convinced of this after the meal that she was right to have suspected him of drugging the spicy hot pot.

"Makoto, did you go to a mala tang restaurant to learn how to make it? With your skills, I feel like you could open your own shop." Sawamura Sayuri leaned lazily on the sofa, rubbing her bulging belly. She hadn't had such a big appetite in a long time.

Mrs. Yukinoshita her posture; she wasn't as casual as her best friend, but the satisfaction she felt from the food was undeniable.

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura were in a similar state; thanks to the delicious food and the charms, they were both extremely happy.

Facing the gazes of four beautiful eyes, Fushimi Makoto appeared quite casual. "There's a saying in a book that goes something like, 'Cooking can bring happiness.'"

"Which book is this quote from?" Yukinoshita and her daughter both looked at each other with a puzzled expression.

Both of them are well-read and have a wealth of knowledge.

"I forgot too, but I read it in a book anyway," Fushimi Makoto said, thinking to himself that a comic book is still a book.

Sawamura Sayuri didn't seem to care about that.

The beautiful woman reclined languidly, her slender, smooth feet kicking off her slippers beneath her long skirt, seemingly playfully stomping on them. "I suspect I might not be able to eat anything else in the future, Makoto, what do you suggest I do?"

Then why don't you wear a tennis skirt and show it to me!

Fushimi Makoto.

"You're exaggerating, Sayuri," Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a hint of exasperation.

Sawamura Sayuri chuckled, "Don't you think this dinner was delicious enough?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "On the contrary, at least among all the delicious food I've eaten, Makoto's cooking skills are in the top tier."

"See, you think the same way I do?" Sawamura Sayuri smiled happily.

Then, stroking her full belly, she sighed as if regretfully, "I wonder when I'll be able to eat something this delicious again."

Mrs. Yukinoshita raised an eyebrow slightly.

Knowing her best friend as she did, she felt that the other person hadn't said that casually.

There's a conspiracy!

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura didn't have such thoughts; the former didn't know enough about Sawamura Sayuri, and the latter... wasn't that smart.

Just then, Sawamura Sayuri suddenly asked Fushimi Makoto, "Do you usually cook something delicious for yourself in the evenings?"

"Occasionally, but if I'm home alone, I usually choose things that are better for my health." Fushimi Makoto had already sensed the beautiful woman's thoughts, but he didn't point it out.

Sawamura Sayuri smiled beautifully, "So, you mean you'll cook special meals whenever you have guests at home?"

Fushimi Makoto: "You could say that."

Sawamura Sayuri immediately looked at her best friend. "How is it?"

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura both looked bewildered.

Mrs. Yukinoshita appeared increasingly helpless. "What do you want?"

Sawamura Sayuri: "You should understand what I mean, we're best friends."

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "Would you like to stay the night?"

"What?"

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura were taken aback.

Stay overnight?

Did an elder stay overnight at Fushimi Makoto's house?

Yukino was thinking: Isn't this a bit inappropriate?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was thinking: If you guys stay overnight, who will exercise with me tonight? Who will sweat with me?

Fushimi Makoto pretended to think for a moment, "I only have one guest room here. If you two ladies would like to stay overnight, you can sleep together tonight."

Sawamura Sayuri nodded with a smile, "Then I'll trouble you."

Mrs. Yukinoshita suppressed the urge to glare at her, "You just agreed on my behalf like that?"

"Oh dear, it's all for the sake of cooking, delicious cooking~"

Seeing the happy smile on Sawamura Sayuri's face, Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

Did you stay overnight specifically to cook?

I don't think so.

She glanced discreetly at Fushimi Makoto, noticing his expectant expression. After hesitating for a moment, she sighed softly, "Fine, I'll stay and keep Sayuri too."

Yukino's eyes flickered; she was also considering staying overnight.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was speechless.

No, could you please consider me?

Mom, look at me! If you let me stay overnight, I might agree!

Chapter 319 Sawamura Sayuri: Yukino, be my daughter!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt that she shouldn't care whether she could stay overnight.

If it's just Yukino and her staying here tonight, she'll probably really want to try it.

Although the idea of spending the night at a boy's house made her feel shy, the novelty of doing something she had never done before, along with the excitement stirring within her, still stirred up some impulses in this young girl.

But now her mother is staying here, and there's another elder with her.

Now she really didn't want to stay.

Therefore, there was only one thing on her mind at that moment.

Can you please take a look at me?

She felt completely ignored, which made her want to scream, "Am I even human? Am I even human?"

At that moment Fushimi Makoto's voice suddenly rang out. "Eriri Spencer Sawamura."

"Huh? I'm here!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura was feeling a bit lost and aggrieved when she suddenly heard someone call her. Her instinctive response sounded just like an AI.

Finally, someone noticed me!

Fushimi is indeed my good friend.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, secretly pleased, looked up Fushimi Makoto's gaze, only to hear him ask, "Are you about to start training?"

"Oh right... I have to train in fifteen minutes." Eriri Spencer Sawamura was startled.

She wondered what would happen to her if she didn't exercise regularly while she was at someone else's house.

You can't force your body to run back to exercise, can you?