You Annoying Auntie

Of course, all of this was made specifically for them.

He knew all of Haruno's body data and size from the moment they first met.

Yukino was watching from the side, was very happy.

The corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than an AK, so in the end she figured she couldn't suppress them anyway, so she might as well just laugh it off.

But when she leaned closer to Fushimi Makoto and glanced at the detailed data on the paper, her smile vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression of contemplation.

Because the data written by Fushimi Makoto was too detailed, from Haruno's height and weight to her breathing rate, everything was written down carefully on the paper.

These data gave Yukino the impression that he was like a sophisticated machine.

Can this level of analysis be achieved using only the eyes and brain?

Hagi Cheng, you're really something else.

That's how Yukino feels right now.

If there's anyone in the entire living room who's completely oblivious to the situation right now, it's Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

At first, she watched quietly from the sidelines, simply because it was something new and interesting.

But as she looked at it, she started to feel that something was wrong.

"No matter how you look at it, Fushimi's behavior seems like he's playing a prank on Haruno- san."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura remained silent, thinking to herself that she also wanted to read what Fushimi Makoto had written, but Yukino was standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and there was no room for her around.

It's supposed to be a movie for four people, but the "loser god" character seems to be completely ignored...

Eriri Spencer Sawamura is the kind of person who wants to compete, but is always hesitant and arrogant, or she's always charging in the opposite direction.

In the end, she never went on stage for the "movie that was missing one person" in the living room.

"Wait, Makoto!"

Haruno seemed to have reached her limit. She unusually put her hands on her hips, shook her head with a mix of annoyance and amusement, and said, "Are you sure you're not messing with me?"

"Do you think I'm playing a prank?" Fushimi Makoto asked calmly.

Haruno revealed a sly smile, "It doesn't seem like it, but you've been just scribbling and drawing the whole time. Shouldn't collecting body data require physical contact?"

Then, she deliberately emphasized, "Besides, we agreed that you would call me Sister Haruno and I would call you Makoto. How come you're calling me Miss Haruno now?"

After saying these words, her gaze finally fell on Yukino.

My sister had been laughing nonstop, which made her feel unusually embarrassed.

So now she's preparing to fight back.

To her surprise, Fushimi Makoto's expression didn't change at all after hearing her words: "I really like the saying, 'Please use your job title when you're at work.'"

Haruno chuckled softly, "So that's why you call me Miss Haruno. Well then, what's my first question?"

"This problem is even simpler." Fushimi Makoto put down his pen and paper, turned to the absent-minded Eriri Spencer Sawamura, and said, "Eriri Spencer Sawamura, could you lend me a mat? It might need to be a little big, the kind that two people can step on."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura nodded, puzzled. "No problem."

"Wait a minute!" Haruno suddenly sensed something was wrong. "What do you need the mat for?"

Yukino also cast a curious glance at her.

Fushimi Makoto rolled up his sleeves and said in a serious tone, "Since Haruno- nee prefers physical contact, let's spar."

"Huh? I'm sparring with you?" Haruno pointed blankly at her face, completely dumbfounded.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura quickly turned her head away, pursing her lips as she tried hard to suppress a laugh.

It wasn't that she wanted to be rude, but Haruno's expression at that moment was just too funny.

She had seen this beautiful and charming older sister more than once before, but since the two were not very familiar with each other, Haruno was always seen as a composed and intellectual beauty in her eyes.

As a result, Haruno has become a meme, and this scene is really hard for Eriri Spencer Sawamura to keep up.

Yukino found it funny too, but she still gave her opinion. "Sister, sparring is indeed the fastest and most convenient way."

Fushimi Makoto gave Yukino a look: Good teamwork.

Yukino responded with a smile, something she never did before.

Are you two deliberately teaming up to mess with me?

Haruno saw all of this and sighed in distress, "Fine, let's just do it the way you just did, Makoto. I'll continue to cooperate with you."

On the other side.

Sawamura Sayuri listened intently to the door for a while, her eyes constantly shifting, muttering to herself, "I can't hear very well. I should have stayed earlier."

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at her coldly. "You were the one who insisted on dragging me in."

"Would you really want to be physically touched by a younger person in front of them?"

"I don't think I ever said I needed a schedule."

"You didn't say it, but your expression betrayed your thoughts."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita silent.

She definitely needs a schedule.

Sawamura Sayuri, still in her usual unrefined manner, pressed her ear against the door. "If we didn't need to be mindful of our image, I would have opened the door and listened openly by now."

Mrs. Yukinoshita narrowed her beautiful eyes; she had already understood her best friend's unspoken meaning.

This time, she couldn't help but ask, seemingly casually, "Are you planning to ask Makoto to make a schedule?"

"Of course, you've seen Yukino's progress too. Anyone who wants to improve wouldn't refuse such an incredible change!" Sawamura Sayuri said excitedly, her beautiful legs under her skirt seemingly pressed together with excitement.

Mrs. Yukinoshita had no rebuttal.

She shared the same thought, which is why she really hoped that Fushimi Makoto would make one for her as well.

But her personality meant she couldn't be as straightforward as her best friend.

"That's it! I'll text him on my phone first, that way no one else will notice," Sawamura Sayuri suddenly thought.

Mrs. Yukinoshita just watched as her best friend started operating the machine.

But a minute later, she saw with her own eyes that Sawamura Sayuri's expression changed from excitement to embarrassment, and even her cheeks turned red.

"What did he say?" Mrs. Yukinoshita immediately sensed something was wrong.

"N-nothing," Sawamura Sayuri stammered for the first time in front of her best friend.

She couldn't help feeling ashamed; she couldn't help it.

Because when she messaged Fushimi Makoto to ask, his reply was, "[So even a female ghost needs to train?]"

Female ghost...

He's flirting with me!

But Sawamura Sayuri didn't dare to reply.

A female ghost did appear that night.

The female ghost not only attacked someone at night, but even secretly practiced her speaking skills...

What Sawamura Sayuri didn't expect was that Fushimi Makoto actually knew about this!

She suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen.

Chapter 327 Auntie Scum

"Is she too embarrassed to come out now?"

In the living room, Fushimi Makoto smiled to himself while discreetly putting his phone back in his pocket.

The ghost incident that night was indeed very exciting, but he was sound asleep when he was suddenly woken up, and all his sleepiness vanished.

The female ghost had no idea he was awake; she was fiddling around in the dark like a restless teenage girl.

At first, the female ghost was rather reserved, only blushing and talking to herself on the sofa, occasionally letting out a soft laugh as she imagined things.

But later, she probably thought that Fushimi Makoto was sleeping soundly, and she became bolder.

From physically assaulting women to women using words instead of physical violence.

The female ghost sister did it all!

Moreover, Fushimi Makoto could sense the other person's excitement mixed with secret joy.

This means that she was simply using herself as a practice tool!

How could Fushimi Makoto tolerate such a thing?

Even if you're going to practice, you can't do it secretly.

So he kept this matter in mind and was just waiting for an opportunity.

Fortunately, I had the opportunity today.

"What are you laughing at all by yourself? Is it because Ms. Haruno's stats are really that impressive?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura hesitated for a long time before Fushimi Makoto's side. As soon as she got close, she saw the smile in his eyes.

"I wouldn't say she's incredibly skilled, just a bit better than the average person." Fushimi Makoto knew what Eriri Spencer Sawamura was planning to do, and handed her the paper filled with data.

"Thank you." Eriri Spencer Sawamura happily accepted it.

"A little better than the average person? That should be considered a compliment, right?" Haruno had already sat down, and she was even sweating, with the hair on her forehead becoming sticky.

"That's one way to understand it," Fushimi Makoto didn't deny.

Haruno's stats are better than Yukino's at the beginning, but if you consider all the factors, she still can't compare to Nino and Yotsuba.

Nino already has a habit of managing her figure, and her daily routine includes practicing yoga.

Yotsuba possesses exceptional athletic talent, and coupled with her consistent adherence to the schedule Fushimi Makoto created for her, her stats are quite impressive even without the fantasy bonus.

"So, I finally got the schedule I wanted?" A smile finally appeared on Haruno's face.

She had just been thoroughly exhausted by Fushimi Makoto; not only was her hair soaked with sweat, but her back was also covered in sweat, and now her underwear felt sticky and uncomfortable against her skin.

"I'll give the latest schedule to Yukino in three days at most. You can ask her for it then," Haruno Fushimi Makoto said.

"Thank you so much~" Haruno's smile grew even brighter; finally, some good news.

Yukino the other hand, remained as steady as a mountain, unmoved.

Although she knew her older sister harbored ambitions to surpass her, she had started training earlier and was constantly pushing herself, so she wasn't worried about being overtaken at all.

She could even confidently say, "Yumiko is the strongest woman on the surface, but I am the real strongest."

Indeed, after witnessing Yukino's Yumiko performance firsthand, Yukino made that conclusion with certainty.

I am currently the strongest woman!

She simply didn't care about these things, and she disliked showing off in front of others.

Haruno got the schedule she wanted, and in a great mood, she simply pulled her sister down to sit and chat.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura held the data sheet and looked at it for a while, then handed it back to Fushimi Makoto with a wandering gaze.

Fushimi Makoto was amused by her adorable little expression and asked, "You didn't understand?"

"How could that be? Of course I understood it!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and retorted loudly.

"Oh, good that you understood. I thought if you couldn't even understand such detailed data, I would have to punish you."

"Huh? Punishing me? Why is that?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura took a step back, instinctively raising her arms to cover her chest.

Seeing her defensive posture, Fushimi Makoto almost laughed, "I've been tutoring you for a week now, and I've written this data sheet in great detail. There's no reason you shouldn't understand it."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura guiltily looked away.

She only understood half of it.

However, when Fushimi Makoto brought up the topic of tutoring her, it immediately piqued her interest.

But she didn't rush to speak. Instead, she glanced at the Yukinoshita sisters on the sofa and subtly beckoned to Fushimi Makoto.

This action Fushimi Makoto.

He almost thought Eriri Spencer Sawamura had learned how to flirt.

But as he followed the blonde girl to the other table and sat down, he heard her lower her voice and say, "Um, will you still have time to tutor me in the future?"

I knew she wouldn't take the initiative to charge.