The Little Matter of Massage

"Makoto, are you thinking about lewd things? You can't~" She cutely raised her hand and made a "meow" gesture.

The two joked around for Nakano Ichika glanced at the Yukinoshita sisters and said with some surprise, "Yukinoshita seems really serious, what's she doing?"

"Observe, analyze, and summarize," Fushimi Makoto succinctly put it.

Nakano Ichika was taken aback. "Has she gotten this competitive already?"

"Because there's a girl named Ichika who's now standing at a mountaintop that all the girls in the school look up to. If she doesn't compete fiercely, then she's not Yukinoshita Yukino."

"Hehe, I love hearing that. Have some more."

"Ichika is the best in the world?"

"That's an exaggeration! But do you really think I'm the best in the world?"

"Actually, I think 'Miku the best in the world' sounds better."

"I'm unhappy again."

Nakano Ichika suddenly looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to her, then smiled shyly at Fushimi Makoto and put her delicate index finger to her lips, "Shh."

Fushimi Makoto shut up.

Nakano Ichika quietly tiptoed, her delicate lips slightly parted. "My lipstick is lemon-flavored."

Fushimi Makoto understood. "Really? I don't believe it."

"Then you can have a taste."

She tilted her rosy cheeks up and quickly kissed him.

Divide at the first touch.

There were just too many people from the film crew, and she dared not continue.

A quick, stealthy kiss—that was the limit of what she could do.

But that wasn't the end of her story.

"Where are you staying tonight?" she asked, blushing.

The look in his eyes, the expression—it was as if his face practically screamed, "I'm all alone in this hotel room."

She's getting more and more enchanting!

Fushimi Makoto was filled with emotion.

In just a few words, she revealed her hotel room number, and blinked her charming eyes, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Fushimi Makoto made a decision in an instant: Tonight, I will subdue the demons!

With her break over, Nakano Ichika had to get back to work.

Fushimi Makoto returned to his seat, glanced at Yukino who was still intently observing the film crew, and asked, "How's it going with your observation?"

"I learned a lot," she replied succinctly.

Haruno, however, had lost interest after the initial novelty wore off and was now bored, looking down at her phone.

"Shall we observe together until it gets dark?" Fushimi Makoto mimicked Yukino's sitting posture, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Yukino, of course, saw his behavior, glared at him irritably, and casually asked, "How long are they going to film today?"

"Ichika told me we'd be filming until after nine o'clock."

It's too late.

Yukino thought for a few seconds and then made a decision, "Let's watch for a while longer, then we'll go back."

Fushimi Makoto had no objection.

Another half hour passed, Haruno simply leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and took a nap.

Yukino stood up contentedly and said softly, "Let's go."

Haruno quickly opened her eyes, stretched, and yawned, her chest bobbing as she did so. "Have you finally seen enough?"

Yukino inexplicably turned her gaze to Fushimi Makoto.

There was nothing I could do; my sister was shaking too much.

But Fushimi Makoto didn't even look at Haruno; he got up and went to greet Nakano Ichika's manager.

Yukino secretly revealed a hint of satisfaction.

Sure enough, large breasts didn't fascinate him.

Having beautiful legs is the most important thing.

Wrong.

If I had this thought, wouldn't I be just as twisted as him?

Chapter 335 About the Little Thing Called Massage

On his way back, Fushimi Makoto stopped at a flower shop and bought a small bouquet of carnations.

The Yukinoshita sisters were naturally drawn to his actions. Haruno jokingly said, "Carnations represent peace, health, and blessings, and are usually only given to elders, so you didn't buy flowers for Yukino?"

"You guessed correctly." Fushimi Makoto slightly raised his hand, indicating that he should continue his performance.

Haruno wouldn't cooperate with his actions of teasing the monkey, and turned to look at his sister.

Yukino, on the contrary, remained calm. "I don't like riddle games."

"That's because there's no reward. If there were a prize, you would definitely be interested," Haruno retorted.

I don't deny that.

After Yukino finished speaking, she glanced at Fushimi Makoto, "You've only been in my house for a short time, and you've already observed the entire layout?"

Haruno was taken aback. She understood and asked Fushimi Makoto in surprise, "You noticed the empty vase on the table a while ago, so you decided to buy a bouquet of flowers to put in it?"

"Congratulations Haruno- nee, you guessed right again," Fushimi Makoto admitted.

Haruno seemed incredulous. She opened her mouth, then shook her head and said, "I thought you'd come here specifically to buy flowers for some fun reason. How boring."

Yukino ignored their conversation. "Fushimi, you haven't answered my question yet."

Fushimi Makoto: "Because I'm learning from you, observing more, and summarizing more."

Yukino reluctantly accepted this explanation.

When the three returned to the living room, Mrs. Yukinoshita happened to be there as well.

She was wearing loose-fitting loungewear and white women's sandals. Her round, full toes were neatly arranged, and in the bright light, they seemed to glow with a layer of moisture.

"You went out to buy flowers?" Her attention fell on the carnations in Fushimi Makoto's hand.

Fushimi Makoto pointed to the empty bottle on the table to his right. Mrs. Yukinoshita. Yukinoshita smiled knowingly and held out her hand, saying, "You're quite observant. Give it to me."

After putting the flowers into the empty vase, she smiled broadly at Fushimi Makoto and the other two and said, "I won't be eating lunch or dinner at home; I have plans with friends."

"Okay, I'll cook." Yukino nodded.

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, presumably to change her clothes.

Haruno slowly lay back on the sofa, saying lazily, "What's the plan next? Should the two of us sisters take Makoto for a walk around the area, or..."

"I want to read a book," Yukino replied decisively.

Fushimi Makoto cooperated, saying, "I'll tutor Yukino."

Yukino immediately cast a suspicious look at her. "You're tutoring me?"

"Am I not strong enough?" Fushimi Makoto retorted.

"Please note that the books I want to read are traditional literature, not photography or math problems."

Fushimi Makoto in English: "True sorrow often comes silently."

"So you've read Hamlet? I'll allow you to tutor me then." Yukino nodded her chin in approval.

Haruno watched in stunned silence.

A few seconds later, she suddenly felt as if she was being isolated by the two of them.

Even if it's not isolation, it's still bullying!

Haruno wasn't the kind of woman who would just wait. Since she was convinced that there were many things about Fushimi Makoto that were worth exploring, she would take the initiative.

"I'll join you too." She stood up seemingly nonchalantly, smiling lazily. "I haven't tutored Yukino since we were little, and thinking about it now, I kind of miss it."

Yukino slightly lost in thought, seemingly recalling things from the past.

Her heart softened slightly.

Haruno's next sentence was. "If I don't join in, I seriously suspect that the two of you will be doing strange things secretly in the room because you're so close."

I shouldn't have had any expectations of my sister!

Yukino covered her forehead, too lazy to even complain, and turned to leave.

Fushimi Makoto was quite adept at responding to this kind of topic. "Haruno's reason is quite good."

"Reason?"

"Yes, I'm 80% sure you don't want to be all alone in the living room, and you might even feel isolated by us."

Upon hearing this, Yukino unconsciously stopped in her tracks.

Haruno's smile was as bright and captivating as ever, "Is Makoto going to perform a deduction? Then I can cooperate with you. Tell me, what do I need to do?"

Fushimi Makoto: "First, you need to create the classic culprit's three-piece set after I finish my deduction."

What is a three-piece set?

"Kneel down, shed tears, and confess your crimes."

"What kind of weird mystery dramas do you usually watch? How could a criminal do something like this?"

After listening to their conversation for a while, Yukino realized that their exchange was unlikely to produce a clear winner, and lost interest.

For her, it was always a pleasure to see either Fushimi Makoto or her sister looking defeated.

The three of them spent most of the afternoon reading and chatting in the room, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Because Mrs. Yukinoshita hadn't been home for a while, there was no food in the refrigerator, Fushimi Makoto volunteered to go grocery shopping.

As he left, Haruno teased her younger sister, "Why is he so diligent? I thought he was going to drag you along to buy groceries."

Yukino calmly flipped through the book. "He probably thinks he hasn't figured out a way to break through your defenses yet, so he decided to go outside for some fresh air and think things over."

"Really? He has this kind of hobby?" Haruno was skeptical.

Yukino didn't offer any further explanation.

This time, Haruno believed it, and she was once again impressed by how well the two understood each other.

For some reason, this made her feel a little envious.

But she quickly suppressed her envy and changed the subject. "When I went to a party with my mother last time, Aunt Sayuri told me something very interesting."

"What topic?"

"She said Makoto knows a lot of things, and it seems he even learned massage from a professional."

"So, why did you suddenly bring this up, sister?"

"I suddenly feel like getting a massage, can you help me?"

"I refuse."

Haruno was completely unaffected by her sister's indifference. She got up, walked to the bedside, lay down, rolled over, and ended up on her stomach.

She rubbed her neck, as if confiding, "I've had a lot going on lately, and quite a few things that have been really stressful. The busier I am, the more I envy your life. You get to spend every day with a group of friends, even if it's just studying together, that must be a really great atmosphere."

Yukino sighed softly, "I understand, I'll massage it for you."

Thank you~

Haruno's gloomy expression vanished instantly, replaced by a wide, happy smile.

Yukino put down her book and stood up, speechless.

She knew, of course, that her sister was acting, but she also knew that her sister's life was indeed more tiring than her own.

That's why she didn't refuse.