Eriri: Why Can't I Keep My Mouth Shut?!

Haruno: "..."

Well, she really can't deny that.

Yukino had reminded her many times before, but she still didn't take it seriously.

Wrong!

This is not my responsibility!

Although Yukino reminded me at the time, she didn't explain herself clearly.

This is the younger sister's scheme against her older sister!

Haruno immediately said to Fushimi Makoto, "Please make another copy of the same schedule and give it to Yukino. She also needs self-discipline."

Yukino smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, but I was already being self-disciplined before you were."

Fushimi Makoto chimed in, "That's right, Yukino doesn't need external force to force her to train."

Haruno revealed a pitiful and charming look. "But Makoto, have you ever thought about it? Wouldn't it be more interesting for you if the two of us sisters forced ourselves to be disciplined together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about Haruno- nee? I can offend one of you, but I would never offend two of you at the same time." Fushimi Makoto continued eating.

Haruno's smile froze, and he sighed, "Really, it feels awful to be schemed against."

Yukino, however, said slowly, "At least you, sister, are indeed improving, which is a good thing."

Haruno rolled her eyes. "I do not oppose progress, but this is not the kind of progress I want."

As she spoke, she cast an expectant glance at Fushimi Makoto.

But Fushimi Makoto didn't even look at her.

She waited three seconds before the other person finally looked up.

She then winked charmingly, her adorable appearance enough to make any man's heart flutter.

Fushimi Makoto picked up a slice of watermelon from his fork and pretended to be clueless, saying, "Take it yourself if you want some. Don't expect me to feed you."

Haruno clenched her little fists; this guy could be really annoying sometimes.

The next second, Fushimi Makoto took a clean fork, picked up a slice of watermelon, and brought it to Yukino's mouth. "Open your mouth."

Yukino blushed slightly. She knew that Fushimi Makoto was deliberately trying to provoke her sister, so she didn't refuse and opened her red lips.

"Is it delicious?" Fushimi Makoto asked, feigning seriousness.

Yukino suppressed a laugh and, unusually cooperative, gave a soft "hmm."

I can't take it anymore!

Haruno showed signs of flushing, but she restrained herself.

Even though she could control her emotions, the resentment in her heart still remained.

She looks just like that meme, as if she's about to launch a duel against Fushimi Makoto at any moment.

"Never mind, it seems there's no place for me here. I'll be going now."

Haruno left without looking back.

Fushimi Makoto said with some regret, "She's really so rational."

Yukino couldn't help but smile and look at her, "Are you waiting for her to make her move on you?"

"It's not an attack, it's a challenge to a duel. I was really ready to duel her just now."

"Oh? How do you plan to duel her?"

"How about we see who can eat the most?"

"... I suddenly don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Yukino withdrew her gaze expressionlessly.

To her Fushimi Makoto's answer was like this: two people were arguing in the street, ready to roll up their sleeves and fight, when suddenly the situation changed, and they actually pulled out Yu-Gi-Oh!! cards to duel.

Suddenly, a slice of watermelon appeared in Yukino's line of sight.

She glanced at Fushimi Makoto and said, "I don't want it, thank you."

Fushimi Makoto continued to move the fork closer to her lips.

As if she couldn't take it anymore, she opened her mouth again, suppressing the slight burning sensation on her cheeks.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who happened to be looking for someone, witnessed this scene.

The blonde girl stood there stunned for a moment, feeling uneasy, but she couldn't quite explain it.

Just then, Fushimi Makoto suddenly turned his head and met her gaze. "Come here, let me feed you."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura paused for a moment, her face turning bright red, and huffed arrogantly, "I don't want you to feed me, who cares?"

"Don't do that. This is my first time experiencing feeding a beautiful girl. You and Yukino both happen to be at the beautiful girl level, so just consider it a favor to me."

Even if you praise me, it won't help.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed as she walked to Fushimi Makoto's side, her expression reluctant. She slightly parted her rosy lips, revealing her white teeth and pink tongue.

Fushimi Makoto switched to a different fork and fed a slice of watermelon to Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura suppressed her inner joy and silently turned away.

Yukino frowned slightly as she watched this scene, but then Fushimi Makoto handed her another slice of watermelon.

No, is this guy really enjoying feeding beautiful girls?

Yukino's initial doubts faded, and she rolled her eyes at him. "I don't want to consume so much sugar, thank you."

After she finished speaking, she picked up a glass of warm water, too lazy to pay any more attention to Fushimi Makoto.

Fushimi Makoto calmly picked up the juice, thinking to himself how exciting it would be to openly feed the two beautiful girls without making them angry.

Of course, he also thought of an even more exciting way to play.

His peripheral vision caught sight of two beautiful women in the crowd.

That level of feeding is truly challenging.

Chapter 357 Eriri Spencer Sawamura: Why can't I control my mouth?!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's arrival did not change the atmosphere of the conversation at Fushimi Makoto's table.

The three of them continued eating and chatting as usual, just like they would at school.

"It's more relaxing here." Eriri Spencer Sawamura sipped her juice, looking like a skinny rabbit gnawing on a carrot.

"You mean you were tense the whole time?" Fushimi Makoto continued the conversation.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was about to admit it when she seemed to remember something, hummed twice, turned around, and left Fushimi Makoto with the back of her head.

Her movement was so sudden that her fragrant golden hair swayed with her motion, almost brushing against Fushimi Makoto's nose.

If Fushimi Makoto and Yukino didn't both know her personality, they might have thought she was deliberately flirting.

After all, her beautiful blonde hair is very eye-catching, and she's a girl who perfectly suits pigtails, which makes her even more attractive.

"Did I say something wrong?" Fushimi Makoto looked at Eriri Spencer Sawamura's hair, feigning surprise.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura pursed her lips, remaining silent.

Yukino seemed to find the scene amusing. With a smile in her eyes, she raised her water glass and said, "Eriri Spencer Sawamura has become smarter. She knows that if she answers your question from earlier, you'll definitely take the opportunity to make fun of her."

"I never thought that way," Fushimi Makoto naturally denied.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed instantly, both embarrassed by her thoughts being exposed and surprised by Yukino's insight.

You know, she didn't say anything, she just hummed, and Yukino still figured it out.

She couldn't help but recall that Fushimi Makoto's insight had always been just as sharp.

How did these two manage to do that?

Can't I improve to that level?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura muttered to herself, feeling a little discouraged.

She overlooked one thing: her progress rate had never slowed down recently.

It was only because Yukino had performed so well that, in comparison, she momentarily forgot that she herself was already far more outstanding than before.

"Fushimi, you really need to tone it down sometimes. Eriri Spencer Sawamura is easily embarrassed, and if you keep making fun of her, even I won't be able to stand it," Yukino, as if giving a serious warning.

But Fushimi Makoto knew that she actually cared a lot about his relationship with Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

So Fushimi Makoto went along with it and said, "So you and Eriri Spencer Sawamura are quite close. That's nice."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who had been eavesdropping, couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, Yukino and I have been friends for a long time."

A smug gleam still lingered in her eyes.

Although Fushimi Makoto didn't understand why she was showing off.

Is it because becoming friends with Yukino is something to be proud of?

Well, that's certainly something to be proud of, after all, Yukino's personality makes it really difficult for most people to get along with her.

But Eriri Spencer Sawamura chose the wrong person to show off to.

Beside her Fushimi Makoto, the one who controlled Yukino's beautiful legs, Yukino's controlling shareholder...

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto noticed Mrs. Yukinoshita the crowd, and he immediately told the two girls, "My aunt is calling me, I'll go over first."

"Hmm." Yukino nodded; she could guess some of her mother's thoughts.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura responded in response, and watching Fushimi Makoto's figure disappear, she asked curiously, "Does he get busy in these kinds of situations, just like Haruno?"

"You know about my sister too?" Yukino raised an eyebrow.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura puffed out her chest. "I know quite a lot of things."

"Oh, it seems Sayuri Lily told you."

"... So you knew that too?"

"Hmm, easy to guess."

"To say it's easy to guess? That's going too far!"

"Sorry, your thoughts are really easy to guess."

The two beautiful girls chatted idly, while Makoto Fushimi Makoto was pulled away by Mrs. Yukinoshita to "meet a guest."

To be precise, it was about introducing him to wealthy people.

He could also tell that Mrs. Yukinoshita was seriously paving the way for him.

Even if you don't need these connections in the future, it's still good to have them in your hands.

He himself never expected that he would become so famous in these circles of wealthy people.

"So you're Fushimi Makoto? That's really impressive. You're still just a high school student, yet you've managed to direct an excellent short film. I've also heard you're good at screenwriting?"

"Ms. Yukinoshita, is this child your daughter's boyfriend? If not, it just so happens that my daughter is also a high school student."

Fushimi Makoto moved among the group of wealthy people, and whenever he encountered a tricky problem, Mrs. Yukinoshita would skillfully help him out.

Although Fushimi Makoto didn't need her to do this, she had gone to such lengths to help him, so he accepted it.

How are you feeling?

After finally having some free time, Mrs. Yukinoshita handed Fushimi Makoto a glass of juice, her smile unusually gentle.

"To be honest, it's not really feasible." Fushimi Makoto took a sip of juice and continued, "If possible, I'd rather eat at that place we just ate."

"I knew you'd answer like that, but you're so outstanding that many people have noticed you a long time ago, but they haven't contacted you privately just because of me," she said with a smile.

Fushimi Makoto feigned surprise. "So the Yukinoshita Family has such great power?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita understood him perfectly well, and tapped his head again. "Our family isn't that powerful. But I've already let those friends know about your relationship with my family... Yukino, so they naturally assume that you're tied to our family."

She paused for a moment, her tone seemingly shifting subtly.

Fushimi Makoto sensed a fleeting shift in her emotions.

Just then, a melodious tune began to play from all around.