I'm So Jealous of That Camera

From Fushimi Makoto's position, he could see her back perfectly.

As we all know, yoga pants have an excellent shaping effect. If a woman with a good figure wears them, the view from behind is absolutely indescribably alluring.

Why would she be practicing yoga in the living room?

Oh, this is her home, then it's alright.

Fushimi Makoto Mrs. Yukinoshita around alertly. Their eyes met, and he naturally greeted her, "Good morning."

Mrs. Yukinoshita remained silent.

Because she was kneeling on the cushion with her legs sticking up...

In less than half a second, she quickly adjusted herself and sat down on the cushion. "How long have you been watching?"

"About five seconds?" Fushimi Makoto thought for a moment.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's expression remained unchanged. "Really? Why didn't I hear you come out?"

"Speaking of which, I also find it strange. For some reason, my room door wasn't closed properly, so there was no sound when I opened it," Fushimi Makoto said seemingly casually.

Mrs. Yukinoshita calmly replied, "You probably just didn't notice."

Maybe.

Fushimi Makoto has confirmed that the person who entered the guest room last night was her.

"I'm going for a run now, you can continue," Fushimi Makoto said before leaving.

"Um."

Mrs. Yukinoshita responded, staring intently at Fushimi Makoto figure until he disappeared from sight before she looked away.

"According to what he just said, he came out of the guest room? That means he didn't stay in Yukino's room all night?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita pondered silently.

Now, her previously calm and beautiful face finally revealed a strange emotion.

She guessed that Fushimi Makoto probably didn't want to be exposed, which was why he secretly returned to his room halfway through the journey.

As for whether his strategic retreat was due to insufficient firepower?

Don't be ridiculous. Do you think I don't know how powerful he is?

Chapter 342 I really envy that camera

When Fushimi Makoto returned from his run, Mrs. Yukinoshita was no longer practicing yoga in the living room.

However, when he extended his senses, he discovered that there was quite a commotion in Yukino's room.

He listened for a while and noticed that Yukino was explaining the exercise plan to Haruno and Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Yukino gave a very detailed introduction, emphasizing her progress and revealing her firm determination to continue improving.

"I'm relieved to hear that, but Yukino, you have to do your best too. I'm even afraid of myself if I get serious. It would be so much fun if you were surpassed by me, the newcomer."

Haruno was clearly intrigued by her sister's description, so much so that her excitement was evident in her voice as she spoke.

"Fushimi once said something that I think makes a lot of sense: if you want to surpass others, you have to be determined to become their mortal enemy. So now I can understand that you want to become my enemy, sister?" Yukino's calm voice rang out.

"Being a mortal enemy is too much of an exaggeration, but in order to surpass you as soon as possible, and also to maintain my status and dignity as your older sister, I will definitely work twice as hard."

"Really? I understand."

The sisters' conversation reached Fushimi Makoto's ears without him missing a single word.

Mrs. Yukinoshita rarely spoke throughout the entire event, only opening her mouth when she had a question.

Therefore, Fushimi Makoto deduced that she was also eager to get the schedule as soon as possible, but due to her status and certain events that had occurred, she was too embarrassed to ask him to help test her physical data.

Around 9 a. m., Yukino was dragged out shopping by Haruno.

Haruno's exact words before leaving were. "We haven't gone shopping together in a long time, so today's the perfect opportunity. Just the two of us, we're not bringing Makoto."

She didn't even try to Fushimi Makoto; it was obvious she was deliberately making sure everyone could hear.

Although Yukino wasn't really keen on shopping, she could sense her sister's anticipation, and besides, just as her sister had said, the two of them hadn't gone out together in a long time.

So she finally agreed.

Fushimi Makoto didn't secretly follow them; he had his own things to do that morning.

For example Eriri Spencer Sawamura sent him a video call, asking for his help with her studies.

He even asked, "Yukino told me you'd already asked her for help, so why are you coming to me now?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura in the video is still very cute, especially with her little face flushed and head down. After her attempts to explain failed, she said with a guilty blush, "Yukino is a little strict, and there were some parts I didn't understand, but... I didn't want to keep bothering her with the same question."

Fushimi Makoto understood. "It's not that you don't want to, it's that you're afraid."

"I don't!"

"So Yukino is that intimidating to you? If she knew this, she'd probably be speechless."

"I already said I didn't!"

After teasing the blond loser for a while, Fushimi Makoto began to seriously explain the problem.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura had clearly started the plan; her body was completely out of her control as she solved the problem, but this time her face no longer showed the contrast of reluctance.

Even she herself found this amazing.

Could it be that Makoto is more suitable to be my teacher than Yukino?

No, no, it can't be a teacher!

If I become his student, and he gives me massages in the future, wouldn't our relationship become very awkward?

Amidst this wave of studying frenzy, Eriri Spencer Sawamura discarded all her random thoughts and became completely immersed in the learning process.

Half an hour later, Fushimi Makoto saw her suddenly throw down her pen and mutter happily, "It's break time!"

Fushimi Makoto immediately realized, "You've scheduled half an hour of study followed by a break this time? That's way too much of a slacking off!"

"No way! I was already studying before I video-called you. I only asked you for help because I encountered a problem." Eriri Spencer Sawamura puffed out her cheeks in denial, as if Fushimi Makoto's doubts had hurt her dedication to learning.

Wait, Eriri Spencer Sawamura has a devout, sacred attitude towards learning?

This scene is so strange.

Fushimi Makoto composed himself and was about to start a conversation when Eriri Spencer Sawamura spoke first, "By the way, I've been carrying that pendant you gave me last time."

"So how are you feeling?" Fushimi Makoto sensed her joy and went along with her question.

"My sleep quality has improved recently. Whether I'm studying or doing other things, I find that I can calm down quickly..." Eriri Spencer Sawamura excitedly said a lot.

"It's good that it works. I was really worried it wouldn't work when I gave it to you. Otherwise, I would have looked like a fraud." Fushimi Makoto replied with a smile.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes flashing, and said angrily, "You were a liar all along!"

"Ah?"

"You told me it was your family heirloom, but then I found out Yukino had one too."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, there's more than one of these family heirlooms to begin with."

"Then why does my mom have one too?"

There's a saying that "the more children, the more blessings," and the more family heirlooms one possesses, the greater one's fortune.

"Are you an idiot? How can you say something so stupid!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura truly believed it back then, especially when she experienced the calming and soothing effects of the pendant, she had even less doubt.

Looking back now, she even agreed to let Fushimi Makoto give her a massage because she thought the pendant was too valuable.

Just as she was about to continue her protest, Fushimi Makoto slowly said, "But the pendant's effect is still quite magical, isn't it?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was taken aback for a moment, then nodded her little head. "Yeah, I wear it with me every day now, whether I'm taking a bath or sleeping, I don't want to take it off."

Fushimi Makoto: "I'm so envious of that pendant."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed. "You're saying weird things again!"

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "Alright, let's get serious. The pendant's effect will only last for a month. I'll replace it with a new one after that."

"Huh? So what you said about the heirloom bringing many children and good fortune wasn't a joke? You can actually mass-produce such treasures?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura was stunned.

"It wasn't produced, I bought it. You can ask Aunt Sayuri when you have time; I told her I asked a friend to buy it from China Daoist Temple."

"China Daoist temples are amazing!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura had already believed Fushimi Makoto's words, so she didn't bother to go back to her mother to verify it.

She thought that although Fushimi Makoto had lied to her, the pendant was indeed very magical, and based on its magical effects, she felt that the other party must have spent a lot of money on it.

So she took out her wallet. "How much does this cost? I'll have the money ready now and pay you back on Monday."

"No need for the money, it didn't cost much anyway," Fushimi Makoto his hand in refusal.

"Impossible! This thing looks incredibly expensive."

"That's because I have special purchasing channels, so it's very cheap."

Upon hearing this, Eriri Spencer Sawamura quickly lowered her voice, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety. "Did you break the law?"

Fushimi Makoto nearly choked on his breath.

In the video, Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face was extremely tense. She whispered, "Calm down, please don't break the law."

Why do I feel like I've become Zhang San?

After much persuasion, Fushimi Makoto finally managed to put Eriri at ease.

However, this item was indeed very valuable to her. She hesitated for a moment, seemingly remembering someone's preferences. Suddenly, she blushed and said hesitantly, "Do you have a thank-you gift you'd like? I can prepare one."

Fushimi Makoto immediately asked, "Any gift is acceptable?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face flushed slightly more. "Anything is fine as long as it's not too outrageous."

"May I see your legs?"

"I knew it! Pervert! Big pervert!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura shouted, her face flushed.

The video was turned off with a snap.

Fushimi Makoto completely calm, silently counting in his mind.

When he counted to "55", Eriri Spencer Sawamura sent a video call again.

"It didn't even last a minute, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you're way too easy to understand... I'm super... black stockings?"

Before Fushimi Makoto could finish his teasing remark, he was captivated by the scene in the video.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's clothes and skirt remained unchanged; it was still that very common outfit.

But at this moment she was standing in front of the camera, which meant that her beautiful legs, encased in black stockings, were completely exposed to the air.

Her legs are similar to Yukino's, both slender and well-proportioned. Utaha and Ichika, on the other hand, are slightly plump, fleshy, but not fat; instead, they give off a sexy vibe.

Are you satisfied now?

In the video, Eriri Spencer Sawamura's fair face was already flushed red. She felt awkward and didn't know where to put her hands, so she nervously and shyly folded them in front of her lower abdomen.

Now her posture became very proper, as if she were a little girl receiving instruction from an elder.

"Satisfied," Fushimi Makoto said contentedly.

Seeing the expression on his face, Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt both shy and proud.

Wow, my legs are so attractive! How come I never knew that before?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was secretly delighted, pretending to walk forward to bring her legs closer to the camera so that Fushimi Makoto more clearly.

Holy crap, the "Loser Immortal" is actually giving out freebies?!

Fushimi Makoto was feeling surprised, he suddenly heard Sawamura Sayuri's voice coming from the other end of the video call, "Eriri Spencer Sawamura, it's time to go out, have you changed your clothes?"

Then came the faint sound of the door being pushed open.

"Huh? Mom, why didn't you knock?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura turned around in a panic. In her haste, she tried to block the camera with her body, but she forgot that she was standing at the wrong angle.

So, in Fushimi Makoto's eyes, the camera originally showed Eriri Spencer Sawamura's slender and shapely legs, but in her panic, the girl pressed down on them, completely covering the camera lens.

Then, the entire scene went dark.