That Move of His Was Brutal!

This scene seems familiar.

They were both meticulous people, and as mother and daughter, their expressions and demeanor were exactly the same at this moment.

"You guys chat first, I'll go check on Sister Haruno."

Fushimi Makoto hadn't forgotten that there was a drunkard in his house.

He got up and went inside, and immediately saw Haruno.

Haruno was staring blankly at the wall, her face flushed and her eyes visibly unfocused.

This is how alcohol affects the brain.

Some people get very drunk and become very loud and disruptive, while others simply sleep or space out.

Fushimi Makoto walked over with his water glass, then remembered that peanuts with water would only make her more drunk, so he put the glass down again.

"Give it to me." To his surprise Haruno noticed his actions and stretched out her fair little hand to him.

"I'll give it to you later, answer my questions first." Fushimi Makoto sensed that she was already drunk.

"Okay, then you have to answer one question for me too." Haruno's eyes were watery, whether from drunkenness or some other emotion, it was hard to tell.

"Then you ask first."

"Then let me ask you, did you see everything that day?"

Was it really that direct from the start?

Fushimi Makoto deliberately said, "Didn't I leave quite early that day? Haruno, is your memory that bad?"

"Um?"

Haruno frowned, trying hard to recall, but her brain wouldn't cooperate, becoming so sluggish it was almost unusable.

After two seconds, she waved her hand haphazardly. "Never mind, come and sit down first."

Fushimi Makoto pulled over a chair.

But she said, "You sit here."

She pointed to the bed frame.

Fushimi Makoto loosened his grip on the chair and sat down.

At such close range, Haruno Nai maintained her adorable duck-sitting posture in front of him.

I must say, this scene is really captivating.

"I've noticed, you sometimes look at Yukino's legs, haven't you?" Haruno blushed and chuckled, as if showing off her excellent observation skills.

Fushimi Makoto neither admitted nor denied it. "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Then I won't answer." After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel dizzy again and simply Fushimi Makoto.

Now her beautiful, curled-up legs were even closer.

Her thighs were somewhat thin, not as voluptuous as Utaha's, but very well-proportioned, with the feeling of her calves extending upwards. The area between her half-stockings and the hem of her skirt made one marvel as if another realm existed there.

"You help me with the schedule, and I'll let you play with my legs, how about it?" she said, making a very bold statement.

Fushimi Makoto's expression was extremely serious. "Haruno- nee, that's very rude of you."

Haruno: "???"

No, how could you say such a thing?

Is this what you should be saying?

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "You're probably drunk. Lie down and rest."

Haruno's last shred of reason was struggling; she glanced at him sideways and said, "Something's wrong with you."

Of course something's wrong with me.

Because your mom is eavesdropping outside the door!

Chapter 352 His move was too ruthless!

Although Haruno was already quite drunk, she still kept the schedule in mind.

She realized that her drunken appearance was very deceptive, so as soon as Fushimi Makoto the room, she immediately put her plan into action.

What she just said about paying attention to Fushimi Makoto's eyes is true.

Therefore, she directly used her well-maintained, beautiful legs as a weapon.

In other words, she was using her legs to create a nest.

However, her emotional changes could not be Fushimi Makoto at all, not to mention that Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly came over.

Fushimi Makoto remained seated, motionless, his hands and eyes still. "Haruno, you really should rest."

"Don't change the subject. Answer me first: what did you think of that suggestion?"

"Haruno, you should rest."

"Oh dear, you only know this one sentence... Hmm? Who was speaking just now?" Haruno woke up with a start.

That was clearly a woman's voice!

Despite being drunk Haruno turned around abruptly and saw his mother standing at the door.

Fushimi Makoto up and reached out to support Haruno's swaying body, preventing her from falling over.

"Makoto is right, you really need to rest." Mrs. Yukinoshita walked in.

Her tone was calm, and there was no anger on her face; she seemed to be simply concerned about her daughter.

However Fushimi Makoto noticed that she was also experiencing some emotional fluctuations.

So, Makoto likes girls' legs?

No wonder when he asked me to change into that outfit last time, I felt like he was looking at my legs.

The beautiful woman thought to herself.

Although she is not young, she takes very meticulous care of her health.

Whether it's the legs, waist, chest, or any other part of the body.

She checks it carefully every day.

Her examination revealed that they were all very young, not old at all.

"Why did you come here?" Haruno tried to get out of bed and stand up, but found that she couldn't stand steadily, so she simply sat back down.

"Makoto said you... got drunk from eating peanuts, so I thought I'd come and check on you." Mrs. Yukinoshita paused halfway through her sentence, and her tone sounded very strange.

Haruno's expression stiffened slightly; this matter did indeed sound absurd and somewhat embarrassing.

How could anyone get drunk from eating peanuts?

Fushimi Makoto added insult to injury, "I warned you before not to eat too much, but Haruno- nee didn't listen to me."

Haruno forced a smile, hiding her embarrassment. "Actually, I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

"Just tired?"

"Certainly."

"I remember you said before that you could hold your liquor pretty well."

"..."

"I haven't heard you say you have a high alcohol tolerance for five minutes. Why don't you show that confident look you were just now again?"

"..."

Haruno was teased by him for a few more times, but in the end she couldn't hold back and gave him a light kick.

Mrs. Yukinoshita observed their interaction but didn't seem to mind. "Alright, Haruno, let's go back now. You can get some rest early tonight."

Rest?

Spicy Balls!

Haruno felt a chill run down his spine.

She seemed to hear her schedule speaking, "Miss Haruno, you can't rest now."

I'm so drunk I'm dizzy, I can barely walk. If I'm forced to practice yoga according to a schedule, I'll be in big trouble.

She instinctively looked at Fushimi Makoto, sending a distress signal with her eyes.

Fushimi Makoto guessed what she was thinking and immediately helped her walk outside, saying, "Rest when you need to, don't think so much."

"I'm not..."

"Sister Haruno, I know you also like intense competition, but you're not feeling well today, so why don't you go home and get some sleep?"

What I wanted to say was...

"Alright, I'll see you downstairs."

Under the influence of alcohol, Haruno's dulled mind was no Fushimi Makoto's, and she was interrupted by him several times when she tried to speak.

In the end Yukinoshita, her mother, and her two daughters were all Fushimi Makoto.

Haruno sat in the back seat of the car, glanced at the time on her phone, and felt a chill run down her spine.

No.

My whole body felt numb.

Makoto definitely did it on purpose!

He deliberately didn't let me finish speaking because he had guessed what I was thinking.

"He's so bad!"

Haruno covered her forehead, closed her eyes helplessly, and murmured to herself.

Hearing her sister's mutterings, Yukino, sitting beside her, was somewhat surprised. "Who are you talking about? Fushimi?"

Haruno had no desire to reply, but then she suddenly heard her phone ringing with a text message.

She casually pulled her phone out of her pocket; the sender's name on the screen was Fushimi Makoto.

You still dare to message me?

Or are you here to kick someone when they're down?

Haruno gritted her teeth and opened the message, then she froze.

[Don't worry, Haruno- jie. The schedule might force you to be disciplined, but it's based on a scientific and reasonable plan. You're drunk and in such a bad state that you can't be forced to be disciplined, so just relax and get a good night's sleep.]

Haruno stared blankly at the message on her phone, her chest heaving rapidly.

Yukino found it increasingly strange, but she wouldn't peek at her sister's phone without permission, so she waited patiently.

About two seconds later, she saw that her sister finally reacted.

Then.

She saw that her sister's face was flushed...

Haruno's pretty face turned completely red.

He's so wicked!

Telling me this now? Isn't this just blatantly trying to terrify me into going downstairs, only to leave me in despair in my car?

Although it's good news that I don't have to be self-disciplined today, it also allows me to finally relax.

But...

Haruno bit her lip, her slender fingers flying across the phone screen: [Makoto, that was too ruthless!]

Only then did Yukino ask softly, "Did Fushimi send you a message?"

"Um."

"Would it be convenient for you to tell me?"

"Inconvenient."

"Why?"