Bro, I Came to Hang Out with You

Nakano Nino puffed out her full chest and said with a confident, smug smile, "If they came along, they'd only get in my way."

Fushimi Makoto said, "I see. Your homemaking skills are maxed out, Nino."

Everyone liked being praised, but Nakano Nino had something else on her mind. "By the way, why did you call me by my name right away?"

"If you don't like it, I can stop."

"That's not what I meant. I was just curious. Haven't we only met a few times?"

Meeting Nakano Nino's puzzled gaze, Fushimi Makoto answered frankly, "Because I want to become friends with all five of you as soon as possible."

Nakano Nino was taken aback. "Why?"

"Think about it. If I become friends with all five of you early on, then if I accidentally make one of you angry someday, I can ask the other four for help."

"People can do that?"

Nakano Nino couldn't help laughing. "I think you're a pretty nice guy, but if that actually happened, I definitely wouldn't help you."

Fushimi Makoto pretended to think it over. "So the benefits I've offered you aren't enough. Let me think..."

"...It's not about the benefits."

As the two chatted, a deafening engine roared behind them.

Fushimi Makoto and Nakano Nino turned around at the same time. Two flashy motorcycles sped down the street, their riders shouting excitedly as they went.

It was obvious they were the sort of reckless young guys with nothing better to do.

The motorcycle closest to the sidewalk nearly brushed past Fushimi Makoto.

If he'd taken two more steps toward the road, he would've been hit for sure.

The two riders were acting like the law didn't apply to them. Plenty of pedestrians nearby were startled, and several called out to them in no uncertain terms.

Nakano Nino was startled too. Her face went pale as she looked at Fushimi Makoto. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Fushimi Makoto reassured her.

Nakano Nino breathed a sigh of relief, then glared angrily in the direction the motorcycles had gone. "Those people are awful! I've seen people like that on the news before. If they don't care whether they live or die, they can race somewhere deserted."

Fushimi Makoto explained, "They do it here because it's crowded. Scaring people gives them a thrill."

Nakano Nino was still angry. "What a bunch of jerks. Thank goodness you weren't hit."

Fushimi Makoto glanced in the direction the motorcycles had disappeared.

He'd always held a grudge.

Even if he got hurt in the Time Loop, he could always reset and return to full health.

But the problem was...

I came to the Time Loop to become emperor!

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So for the next few days, he came to this spot every day to "run into" Nakano Nino—and those two brazen motorcyclists.

By the eighth day of the Time Loop, Fushimi Makoto had the entire sequence down perfectly.

He chatted with Nakano Nino as usual while keeping an eye on the time.

When that familiar engine roared nearby, accompanied by countless startled cries, Fushimi Makoto sprang into the air and kicked.

His foot struck the motorcyclist who'd nearly hit him.

That strike pierced the stars!

The man went flying and crashed to the ground, rolling several times before he stopped. His motorcycle tipped over and skidded several meters, but fortunately, it didn't hit anyone.

The other motorcyclist, who'd been laughing just moments earlier, wasn't laughing anymore.

He stopped and looked back at his companion, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

Then he slammed on the gas without a word.

Time to get out of here.

Brothers stay in your heart; when trouble comes, your phone's out of reach.

As for Nakano Nino, who'd witnessed everything, she was completely dumbfounded.

A few young people nearby were also stunned for a moment. When they came to their senses, they shouted excitedly, "Holy crap, that was a Leo Kick!"

### I don't know if Fushimi Makoto's kick could split the middle of summer in two.

But he knew his Leo Kick had gotten everyone on the street fired up.

"Nice work! I've wanted to do that to people racing around downtown for ages!"

That was one young man expressing his satisfaction.

"Is that guy dead? Should we call someone?"

That was a middle-aged man voicing his concern.

The first thing Nakano Nino did after snapping out of it was hurry over to check on the motorcyclist.

He was clutching his right leg and crying out on the ground. He'd probably broken it when he fell from the air.

She hurried back to Fushimi Makoto. "You were so reckless! I'm calling my father right now. He can definitely help you."

Fushimi Makoto felt a warmth in his chest.

Even though she was nearly beside herself with worry, she was still thinking of helping him.

"Don't worry. It'll be fine." Fushimi Makoto held down the hand she'd raised to make the call.

"How could it possibly be fine? So many people saw what happened!"

"Forget about him. I'll handle it myself... By the way, Itsuki told me you're an amazing cook. I'm good at cooking too. How about we exchange tips?"

"Seriously? At a time like this, you're still thinking about cooking?"

Nakano Nino muttered anxiously, but she was too weak to resist when Fushimi Makoto ushered her into the supermarket.

She was distracted the entire time they shopped for groceries.

Especially when she heard someone outside say the police had already been called. That made her even more uneasy.

But whenever she turned around, she saw Fushimi Makoto calmly helping her pick out ingredients.

It left her bewildered.

Did Fushimi really have a way to handle this?

Did his family have powerful connections?

Nakano Nino was beside herself with worry.

She'd actually found Fushimi Makoto's way of dealing with the reckless street racers satisfying too.

But satisfaction was one thing. Now that the situation had gotten serious, she was still panicking.

After all, she was only a high school girl. She had no experience handling something like this.

Fortunately, she had her father to fall back on.

Watching Fushimi Makoto remain composed the whole time, Nakano Nino made up her mind.

She'd call her father as soon as she got home!

They were friends. She had to help him.

The girl was sure of it. Even if she didn't help, Ichika would definitely call their father for help if she found out.

Fushimi Makoto accompanied Nakano Nino as she finished buying groceries. The police still hadn't arrived, but medical staff had taken the man away.

Fushimi Makoto regretted not having a suona with him. Otherwise, he could've provided the soundtrack.

"Are you really sure you don't need my help?"

On the way back, Nakano Nino still wasn't reassured.

Fushimi Makoto gave the same answer. "Relax. I can handle it."

He could always reset whenever he wanted.

He'd even considered kicking the guy every day if he had the time.

He was training right now anyway, and thanks to Yukino's quest rewards, he could feel his physical strength improving at an incredible pace.

An absurdly incredible pace!

All he could say was: I should mind my own business when it comes to anime logic.

The two reached the entrance to the five sisters' upscale apartment building. Nakano Nino watched Fushimi Makoto for a few seconds, and once she was sure he wasn't just pretending to be calm, she finally relaxed a little.

"Fushimi, why don't you come over for dinner tonight?" She made the unexpected invitation.

It was the first time she'd ever invited a boy over.

Fushimi Makoto understood what she meant. "You want everyone to figure out a solution together?"

"Yeah. I've never dealt with anything like this, so I can't think of a good solution. But if we all work on it together, we can definitely figure something out." Nakano Nino spoke earnestly.

Fushimi Makoto looked at her without saying a word.

Nakano Nino started to feel uncomfortable under his gaze and asked awkwardly, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Thank you," Fushimi Makoto said with complete sincerity.

Nakano Nino was taken aback, then said helplessly, "You still don't want to accept my help?"

"It's not that I don't want your help. I can handle it myself, so I don't want to trouble you."

As he spoke, Fushimi Makoto joked, "Remember what I said before? I want to get on good terms with you early so I can become friends with all five of you sooner."

A faint smile appeared on Nakano Nino's face. "I already consider you a friend, but I'll say it again: no matter how close we are, I'll always put my family first."

"Got it. So you're a family-first kind of person too. See you tomorrow." Fushimi Makoto turned to leave.

Nakano Nino watched him go, but in the end, she couldn't help calling after him, "You can call me anytime. I really can help you!"

"Got it." Fushimi Makoto waved.

Nakano Nino was still worried, but out of respect for her friend, she didn't tell Ichika about what had happened.

That evening, the other four girls in the Nakano Family all noticed something was wrong with Nino.

It was one thing for her to space out during dinner, but she'd nearly broken a dish while washing up.

Now everyone was sitting in the living room. Only Nakano Nino was clutching her phone, not looking at it, as if she were waiting for someone to call.

"Ichika, what's wrong with Nino?" Nakano Yotsuba came over and asked quietly, concern in her voice.

Nakano Ichika shook her head. She was a little distracted herself.

She'd sent Fushimi Makoto several messages, but he hadn't replied to a single one.

That was clearly unusual.

She thought Fushimi Makoto might be busy with something important, so she hadn't called and risked disturbing him.

Just then, Nakano Itsuki, who'd been watching food videos on her phone, came across a popular local video.

The caption underneath read: Death-Defying Chase Through Downtown Tokyo!

Nakano Itsuki's beautiful eyes widened.

In the video, two police cars were chasing someone running down the street. Just as the person was about to be caught, he smoothly turned and dashed into an alley. The police cars had to pull over, and several officers hurried in after him.

That was where the video ended.

Nakano Itsuki recognized the runner.

It was obviously Fushimi Makoto!

"You've got to be kidding me. Is something wrong with my eyes, or has AI video gotten so advanced it can look this realistic?"

Nakano Itsuki rubbed her eyes and watched it again.

No mistake—it was him!