It's Not Cheating If It Isn't Turned On

Haruno's expression just now was practically like a fill-in-the-blank question that was a freebie.

For example, ___Love of a Thousand Flowers, ___Day Rhapsody, ___Wife Administrator.

This is an easy fill-in-the-blank question.

Chapter 350: Not turning it off doesn't count as cheating

After receiving Fushimi Makoto's reply, Haruno's smile grew even brighter.

But Fushimi Makoto could sense that her smile was fake.

Fake Smile Haruno

He could guess the reason; it was nothing more than the plan he had made and his trip to Chiba to watch the play that had angered Haruno.

But Haruno wanted to get the Bamboo-copter, so she had to keep a fake smile the whole time.

Mrs. Yukinoshita, she said to Fushimi Makoto, "There's a ball next Tuesday night, and I hope you can attend."

Then, for some reason, she added, "Yukino will also be participating."

Fushimi Makoto subconsciously looked at Yukino's cute face.

Yukino nodded slightly. "I will go, but I usually just eat at the ball. If you don't want to socialize, you can come with me."

"No problem," Fushimi Makoto agreed.

He didn't ask Mrs. Yukinoshita why she wanted him to participate. Since she specifically mentioned Yukino, this beautiful woman certainly didn't want him to refuse.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto agreed, Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled. She then remained silent, letting the three young people talk in the living room.

It wasn't until Fushimi Makoto said, "I'll go to my room and make Bamboo-copter first," that things changed.

The mother Yukinoshita her two daughters immediately turned their attention to them.

"Can I just watch?" Haruno asked directly.

The other two didn't say anything, but they felt the same way.

"No. I generally don't want anyone disturbing me when I'm doing serious business." Fushimi Makoto adopted a solemn posture.

"I won't bother you. I won't interrupt unless you let me speak." Haruno's smile remained.

"Then let me ask you, if you, Haruno, were engrossed in reading one day, and I were watching you intently the whole time, how would you feel?"

"I think you're trying to strike up a conversation," Haruno said with a smile.

Mrs. Yukinoshita coughed lightly, putting her hand to her mouth. "Haruno."

My eldest daughter has started her usual unruly behavior again.

Normally it would be fine, but Mrs. Yukinoshita came so that she could continue her flight, and she didn't want Fushimi Makoto to be disturbed.

"I know, I was just joking." Haruno responded with a smile, then said to Fushimi Makoto, "You can focus on your business, I won't bother you."

Fushimi Makoto then entered the bedroom.

After the door closed, Haruno rested her chin on her hand and looked at her younger sister and mother, as if complaining, "You kept such a fun thing from me for so long, I'm actually a little unhappy."

"We didn't mean to hide it from you, because that... Bamboo-copter belongs to Makoto. It doesn't need to be charged or rely on external force to allow a grown person to easily fulfill their wish to fly. You should understand how precious this thing is," Mrs. Yukinoshita said calmly.

Yukino replied, "I can't tell anyone without his permission."

Haruno continued in a resentful tone, "But we're family."

Yukino: "What would you do if your older sister got the Bamboo-copter before us?"

"Of course, it's about flying around in front of you."

"... I knew it."

Yukino sighed helplessly, "That's why I didn't tell you sooner."

Ten minutes later, Fushimi Makoto came out carrying a bag of Bamboo-copter.

Each person can get 10.

Not only did Yukino and Haruno show excited expressions, Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes were also filled with a touching ripple.

They all recognized the value of this thing.

Originally, apart from Haruno, Mrs. Yukinoshita and Yukino were unsure whether Fushimi Makoto had as many of these things as he wanted.

Now they can finally be sure.

We have as many as you want!

In just ten minutes, everyone managed to get ten!

"This is truly..." Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at her share, pondered for a moment, and then let out a soft sigh, "Truly remarkable talent."

Yukino was also very surprised.

Although she wasn't someone who craved toys, a toy that could make someone fly at will had a special significance.

She even tested it at home; as long as the Bamboo-copter's durability wasn't completely depleted, she could even sleep in the sky...

Even when her durability is depleted, she won't fall directly, but will drift down slowly like a falling leaf.

Since it was Haruno's first time handling this item, she didn't have as many thoughts as the other two. She eagerly placed it on her head and, following the method taught by her mother and sister, she flew up directly in the living room.

"Haruno!" Mrs. Yukinoshita called out quickly.

"What's wrong... This thing is really amazing, I actually flew up like this." Haruno rarely lost control of her expression, her jubilant look like that of a child who had just received a bunch of candy on Halloween.

Yukino spoke up too, "Sister, you're wearing a dress."

"Ah? Oh, sorry, I got a little too excited." Haruno smiled sheepishly and landed slowly.

Yukino and the other two's reminders were unnecessary; Fushimi Makoto didn't even look at Haruno.

After handing the things to the three of them, he tied on his apron; he had to prepare dinner.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" Fushimi Makoto asked.

"If it's not too much of a disturbance," Mrs. Yukinoshita certainly wanted to stay.

With Fushimi Makoto's high-level culinary skills, she could never experience such delicious food even in a restaurant.

Of course, she had no idea that Fushimi Makoto had long ago used his superhuman senses to figure out all the data about the three of them.

Whether it's size, dimensions, or their preferred flavors.

Fushimi Makoto felt he hadn't used any cheat codes.

Because he never turned it off.

He had just entered the kitchen when Haruno took off again in the living room.

Watching her older sister fly around above her, Yukino suddenly understood how her mother had felt when she saw her flying in the sky...

"You must have been very surprised at the time?" she asked, slightly embarrassed.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was taken aback, then chuckled softly, "I wasn't just surprised, I almost thought there was something wrong with my eyes."

Yukino remained embarrassed.

"If Makoto were to sell this, the profits would be astonishing," Mrs. Yukinoshita habitually thought of business.

Yukino hesitated.

Mrs. Yukinoshita immediately laughed and said, "Don't worry, I was just saying. This was made by Makoto, so the decision is his. No one else has the right to make that decision for him..."

She shook her head as she spoke, "But the effects of the Bamboo-copter are still too frightening. If we really put them on the market, the Yukinoshita Family alone wouldn't be able to survive."

Yukino finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He can easily fly high into the sky without relying on external force, and he doesn't need to worry about falling and getting hurt. Moreover Fushimi Makoto's posture, it seems that he can easily do as many as he wants.

If this thing were actually put on the market, even a high school girl like Yukino could imagine the chaos it would cause.

"Sayuri probably doesn't know what this is, right?" Yukino suddenly heard her mother's voice.

It was as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps asking himself a question.

Yukino thought for a moment and said, "Aunt Sayuri probably doesn't know, otherwise she would have told you long ago."

"That's hard to say."

For some reason, Yukino felt that her mother's mood seemed to have dropped.

Did something unpleasant happen between the two of them?

Yukino carefully recalled that, in her memory, the two elders had always had a good relationship and had never had any unpleasantness.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Mrs. Yukinoshita naturally noticed her youngest daughter's mood and, to prevent her from continuing to think about it, she decisively changed the subject.

Yukino hummed in agreement, and out of politeness, she didn't delve too deeply into the relationship between the two elders.

"Yukino, can you take a picture of me?"

Then I heard my sister's voice from above.

Yukino covered her forehead, looking troubled. "Take a picture? Are you serious, sister?"

"Of course." Haruno struck a cute pose in the sky.

Yukino was even more disgusted. "First of all, you're flying so high that I have no way to choose an angle, and I'll accidentally take a picture of you flashing. Secondly, do you think it's okay to keep pictures of people flying in the sky? What if someone sees them?"

Haruno chuckled, "Yukino, while you're very talented, there are still some things you don't understand. You can figure out the angle for taking photos, and as for others seeing them, that's even less of a problem..."

As she spoke, a broad smile graced her lips as she uttered a single word, "AI-generated graphics, you've heard of it, haven't you?"

Yukino immediately realized what was happening.

It was indeed my oversight.

I always thought about keeping it a secret and never letting outsiders know, but I overlooked the fact that photos can be photoshopped.

Even if my sister openly shows her photos of flying to her friends, they'll only laugh and say, "Your Photoshop skills are pretty good, but not exaggerated enough."

After all, Yukino had heard Fushimi Makoto talk about it before; some people are now using AI to draw doujinshi...

Mrs. Yukinoshita watched her two daughters taking pictures, and she was actually a little tempted herself.

Unfortunately, her personality meant she wouldn't speak her mind.

Just then, she heard Haruno say from above, "Yukino, your photography skills seem to have improved a lot. Did you learn from Makoto?"

"He did teach me for a while, and at least in this respect, no one I know can compare to him," Yukino answered truthfully.

Um?

Makoto taking photos?

Mrs. Yukinoshita's beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

Since you don't want others to take your picture, and it's inconvenient for you to tell others about it, why not just ask that guy to take a picture of you flying?

Anyway... he's not an outsider.

Coincidentally, Yukino also thought of this at that moment.

The idea of being able to fly freely in the sky is something even a mature Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't resist.

It would be even better if we could keep one photo.

Silently, Yukino and her mother made a decision in their hearts.

On the contrary, Haruno, who hadn't even landed yet, was admiring the photos she had just taken. She had no idea that she had suddenly been excluded by her mother and sister...

Fushimi Makoto heard everything clearly from the kitchen. He wasn't really interested in Bamboo-copter, because with his monstrous physical attributes, he could traverse skyscrapers at high speed like in Prototype if he wanted to.

No, he will be even faster than shown in the game.

He just prefers the identity of an everyday superhero.

The word "superman" can also be used as a verb.

After preparing dinner for four people, he went to check on the peanuts he had boiled.

The peanuts were bought by Hiratsuka Shizuka last time, but Fushimi Makoto prefers the taste of boiled peanuts.

He originally intended to serve the boiled peanuts as a side dish or snack, but as soon as the peanuts came out of the oven, he was drawn in by the buff description on them.

[Highly Addictive Peanuts: Although it doesn't taste the same as the ones sold in stores, it's delicious enough. If you drink the peanuts with water, you'll experience the most delicious taste of alcohol in your mind.]

[Note: While enjoying a drink is good, don't drink excessively as it can harm your health.]