Haruno: I'm Not Kidding-Mom Just Flew Through the Sky!

But as the students watching continued to observe, they discovered something surprising and baffling: Fushimi Makoto and Eriri Spencer Sawamura were really just explaining a problem!

They spoke with utmost care, and their conversation consisted entirely of studying; they never talked about anything else.

After this news spread, no one was surprised by it anymore.

Therefore, even though Eriri Spencer Sawamura has come looking for her now, Yumiko doesn't feel the slightest bit of possessiveness.

When the two of them get together, they never talk about anything other than studying.

Yumiko thought to herself.

Fushimi Makoto naturally wouldn't refuse Eriri Spencer Sawamura's request.

He was looking forward to seeing how this "loser queen" would improve and what a wonderful future she would be like.

"Then it's settled!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura finally smiled, and even the awkwardness and embarrassment caused by Yumiko earlier gradually faded away.

Fushimi Makoto immediately said to the student at the classroom door, "Sawakita- kun, I'm not feeling well. Could you please tell the teacher later?"

"No problem."

After receiving a reply from his classmate, Fushimi Makoto retrieved the Anywhere Door from his desk drawer.

He walked out openly and honestly, without even trying to hide it.

Many students witnessed this scene, but they were simply curious. "Why is Fushimi holding a piece of cardboard?"

As Fushimi Makoto walked out with the Anywhere Door, Yumiko didn't hesitate for a second. She quickly asked a friend to ask for leave for her and then followed him.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who hadn't left yet, watched the two figures disappear. She hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately gave up the urge to follow them.

She didn't know that if she insisted on going with him, given her relationship with Fushimi Makoto, he wouldn't refuse.

But she suppressed the impulse in her heart and silently walked towards her classroom.

On the other side.

Fushimi Makoto wasn't surprised that Yumiko had followed him. After all, he hadn't sneaked away earlier, and she was currently engrossed in their "master and maid" game. It would be strange if she could resist coming over.

"Are you feeling unwell? I just asked a friend to take the day off, so I can go to the infirmary to take care of you." Yumiko met Fushimi Makoto's gaze, her face full of concern.

"I'm not feeling unwell."

"Huh?"

"Come on, I'll take you to see something fun."

"Yes, Master."

Excitement gleamed in Yumiko's eyes as she blushed and uttered those words.

At this moment, she wasn't very curious; she was more concerned about asking for leave with her master to do "bad things."

It's a bad thing for a student to suddenly ask for leave and run away even though they're not feeling well.

The two arrived at a corner below the teaching building, and in front of Yumiko, Fushimi Makoto stuck the Anywhere Door to the wall.

Yumiko stood aside, puzzled, without rushing to ask any questions.

"Let's go." Fushimi Makoto reached out his hand to her.

Walk?

Where to go?

Yumiko was even more confused, but she still held Fushimi Makoto's hand.

Then, to her shock, she saw herself being pulled into the wall by Fushimi Makoto.

She unconsciously tightened her Fushimi Makoto's hand, a sense of unease spreading through her.

After a brief period of darkness, she was stunned again as the light before her eyes returned.

Because she was no longer standing in a school, but inside a house.

Judging from the arrangement of the furniture and decorations, it should be someone else's guest room, but the room is very tidy, making it clear at a glance that this is a wealthy person's place.

Fushimi Makoto put down the Anywhere Door, turned around, and reached out to pat Yumiko's head, who was still in shock. "Wasn't that amazing?"

Yumiko paused for two seconds, then excitedly clenched her little fist. "Yes!"

"Aren't you going to ask me how I did it?" Fushimi Makoto was somewhat surprised.

Yumiko's fair face flushed with excitement. She gazed intently at Fushimi Makoto's face, her red lips parting slightly. "Because I've always known you're amazing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she blushed, stood on tiptoe, and affectionately hooked her long arms Fushimi Makoto's neck, her well-developed chest also pressing up against him.

Her heart was beating very rapidly.

Having witnessed such a miraculous thing, her eyes revealed boundless fascination, intoxication, and adoration.

"Shall we begin now, Master?"

She thought that Fushimi Makoto had brought her here specifically to... do bad things.

Chapter 345 Haruno: I'm not joking, my mom was just flying in the sky!

Fushimi Makoto could certainly sense Yumiko's agitated emotions.

The girl already admired him because of the significant improvement in his physical fitness through "training," and now that she had witnessed a technique that resembled teleportation, her heart was immediately stirred.

These ripples contained surprise, admiration, and excitement at her incredible experience.

A mix of emotions welled up within her, and when she couldn't help but wrap her arms Fushimi Makoto's neck, her girlish heart instantly burned with passion.

Now, if Fushimi Makoto just one word, she would probably be willing to lift her hair and squat down, no matter how shy she was...

But Fushimi Makoto is here today to watch the drama unfold and have some fun.

He first comforted Yumiko for a few moments, and once the girl had calmed down a bit, he asked, "I'm going to watch the play in the next room now, do you want to come?"

"May I come with you?" Yumiko didn't rush to agree.

"I find it convenient myself, but the young lady next door might not find it convenient," Fushimi Makoto replied truthfully after a second's thought.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Yumiko was only this obedient in front of him.

Hearing this reply, coupled with her gentle and charming face, Fushimi Makoto felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Do you know how much you appeal to my XP right now?

Fushimi Makoto turned and walked out.

When he arrived at Haruno's bedroom door, he immediately sensed heavy breathing inside, and possibly the sound of jumping and thumping on the floor.

He picked up his phone, opened the camera app, and pushed the door open to enter.

The next second, Hino's face, Haruno with an alluring blush from the intense exercise, appeared in Fushimi Makoto's line of sight.

Their eyes met, Haruno was completely stunned.

She clearly hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto to show up at her house.

Fushimi Makoto was also looking at her.

At this moment, her smooth, white feet were on the mat. She had probably just gotten up and been forced to be self-disciplined, as she was still wearing a purple chiffon slip dress.

She was sweating profusely; not only was her hair sticky, but sweat was also constantly sliding down her face. Some of it landed on the mat, while some slowly slid down her elegant, fair neck, eventually disappearing into the bottomless valley.

Because of her strict self-discipline, the strap on her left shoulder had slipped down and was now hanging on her slender arm, exposing her rounded shoulder to the air, making people want to take a second look.

Seeing this scene, Fushimi Makoto was certain that she had only just woken up and hadn't even had time to change her clothes before the "justice was carried out" according to the schedule.

Because the straps of his nightgown slipped down, Fushimi Makoto didn't see any trace of underwear.

After all, a mature woman like her would definitely wear underwear if she weren't home alone and didn't have any plans to go out.

"Makoto! What are you doing here?"

Haruno remained silent for a full two seconds before her surprised voice rang out.

But before she could finish speaking, her body started jumping uncontrollably again.

This not only caused the sweat on her body to fly off, but Fushimi Makoto even felt a little dizzy.

"I came here specifically to find you." Fushimi Makoto did not activate the camera function at the moment.

"Looking for me? No, when did you get here? Did you skip school today and come all the way to Chiba to find me?" Haruno felt there were too many suspicious points, and her brain had to work at high speed.

"You can think about it more." Fushimi Makoto pointed to his head.

Haruno's expression stiffened slightly, then she quickly said, "Never mind that for now, just help me."

How can I help?

"Huh? You're actually asking me? You gave this plan to Yukino, right? You definitely knew there was something wrong with it, didn't you?" Haruno had completely lost control of her expression.

At this moment, she was still jumping around.

"It was indeed me who gave it to Yukino, but I really don't know how to stop it." Fushimi Makoto's tone was sincere.

Haruno didn't believe it at all. She gasped for breath and said, "Stop it! I really can't stand this anymore! Do you know I was planning to sleep until nine o'clock today? But I only slept until eight o'clock, and my body started moving on its own!"

As she finished speaking, her voice suddenly rose, revealing just how shocked she was.

"I really don't know how to help you stop it." Fushimi Makoto shook his head.

Haruno gritted his teeth.

Three seconds later, as if by magic, she conjured a charming smile, "How about this, you help me solve that strange schedule, and I'll grant you one request."

She took another breath and tried to make her tone more appealing. "Any request is welcome."

Fushimi Makoto suddenly burst out laughing.

Haruno's charming expression froze. "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't really want to smile, but you're practically exhausted, yet you're forcing yourself to look alluring. It's really hard for me to resist..."

Fushimi Makoto, smiling, walked up to Haruno and casually helped her pull up her tank top.

Haruno realized that she had almost exposed herself.

She pursed her lips, her smile gradually fading, "You really have no way?"

"Really." Fushimi Makoto reached out again to tidy her messy hair.

After all, with all that jumping aerobics, not only was her nightgown messed up, but her hair was also a mess.

"Thank you... but I'd rather you help me resolve this situation than fix my hair." Haruno said, bouncing around helplessly.

To her surprise Fushimi Makoto took a few steps back, and under her astonished gaze, picked up his phone and turned on the camera.

"What are you doing?" Haruno narrowed her beautiful eyes, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

"I think Yukino would really enjoy watching this," Fushimi Makoto, holding up his phone.

"Please turn off the filming, thank you."

"I'll only film for ten seconds."

"I'll get angry if you do that," she said, her tone suddenly softening.

Anyone with half a brain could tell that her gentleness concealed a great crisis.

But Fushimi Makoto was not intimidated at all.

Haruno realized that Fushimi Makoto was there to amuse her, and while feeling helpless, she tried her best to remember his smile.

I'll pay for this sooner or later!

Haruno didn't say anything more, and continued to jump around while panting.

Fushimi Makoto said he would only film for ten seconds, he wouldn't film for even a second longer.

The moment he put down his phone, Haruno's left shoulder strap slipped down again.

"Could you please help me adjust my clothes?" Haruno's voice became even gentler.

Fushimi Makoto was about to step forward, the strap on Haruno's right shoulder slipped down due to her violent movement.

Once the straps on both sides of the nightgown slipped down, the dress could no longer be held in place.

With a whoosh, her nightgown fell right down to her waist.

Fushimi Makoto and Haruno were both stunned.

The only sounds in the room were her panting and the thud of her small feet on the mat.