You Picked a Fight with Me, Eriri-You've Kicked a Cotton Ball

Yukino said coldly, "You're lying, Young Master Sakai."

The other person clearly hadn't expected Yukino to be so direct, and a mischievous smile appeared on his face, "Fine, I'll admit it then, I did it on purpose."

"What's the reason?" Fushimi Makoto pressed Yukino's hand, indicating that he should handle it.

"I've already given you my reason: it's fun and interesting, that's all." The other person maintained their nonchalant tone.

"You're lying again, but it doesn't matter. I'm not interested in your reasons for doing things anyway. I'm only asking out of politeness."

Fushimi Makoto stood up as he spoke.

He was about half a head taller than the other person, and the height difference was quite obvious when he stood up.

"What do you mean by that?" Sakai Saito realized something was wrong.

Fushimi Makoto calmly replied, "This matter is not important."

"What's important?"

"I was originally thinking of meeting you and teaching you a lesson, but I've changed my mind."

"Ha, that's a bit of a joke." Sakai Saito couldn't help but laugh, but his smile wasn't friendly. "So, you want to play?"

"Okay." Fushimi Makoto nodded.

"Now?" Sakai Saito raised an eyebrow, his smile turning into a sneer.

"That's fine too."

Fushimi Makoto finished speaking, he made a move to walk outside.

Because that area is relatively open.

Sakai Saito was stunned.

Fushimi Makoto left too decisively and swiftly, giving him no chance to speak at all.

In his eyes, Fushimi Makoto's behavior was that of a hothead.

He really didn't dare go out alone with that hothead.

Fushimi Makoto was taller and younger than him, and if they really started fighting, he suspected he would get a beating.

Getting beaten up is a small matter, but getting beaten up like this is really embarrassing.

Just as he was struggling with his decision, Yukino's undisguised mockery rang out. "Young Master Sakai, are you scared?"

His face turned cold, and he Fushimi Makoto interjected in perfect unison, "I just observed him carefully. His steps are unsteady, his skin is pale and bluish, and he lacks color. These are standard symptoms of kidney yang deficiency."

"What did you say?" Sakai Saito almost blushed; this topic was absolutely the greatest insult a man could receive.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and covered her mouth to stifle a laugh, while Yukino made no attempt to hide her smirk, her mocking smile growing ever clearer.

Fushimi Makoto, seemingly growing impatient, asked, "Are you coming or not?"

"I..."

Sakai Saito paused for half a second, then calmly lit a cigarette and said, "I'm not going to fight you here; that's not something I should be doing."

As he spoke, he pulled a lighter from his pocket and muttered to himself, "Oh, I did bring a lighter; I just forgot."

He had just lit his cigarette and hadn't even taken Ichika puff when his vision suddenly blurred, accompanied by a howling wind. It seemed like a hand appeared in his field of vision, or perhaps he was just imagining things.

The next moment, the cigarette in his mouth disappeared.

When he looked up in surprise, he Fushimi Makoto extinguish his lit cigarette and crumple it into a ball. "It's disgusting to let others inhale secondhand smoke."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fushimi Makoto flicked his finger lightly.

The seemingly weightless cigarette traced a high-speed arc through the air and struck Sakai Saito precisely on the forehead.

In an instant, Sakai Saito felt a sharp pain in his forehead, as if he had been hit by a sharp stone. He gasped in pain and quickly reached up to touch it, only to find that his forehead was swollen.

Are you kidding me?

How could a cigarette thrown at you have such force?

Sakai Saito stood there, stunned. The shock of this event was so great that he even forgot the pain.

Fushimi Makoto only spoke now, "I wasn't thinking of fighting you just now, but rather I wanted to have a chat. Since you're not interested, let's have a proper chat when we meet again."

He then gave Yukino and the other person a meaningful look.

Yukino pulled Eriri Spencer Sawamura along, and the three of them walked into the hall together.

Sakai Saito stared at the three people's backs, enduring the pain as he touched his forehead, his face turning extremely pale.

How did you just do that?

Still in the same spot, Eriri Spencer Sawamura didn't look at anyone else, but stared intently at Fushimi Makoto, her eyes brimming with an insatiable thirst for knowledge.

Fushimi Makoto joked, "Didn't I tell you before that I was born with superhuman strength?"

"Absolutely not! No, is the claim of innate superhuman strength true or false?"

"Of course it's true."

Why do I feel like you're lying to me?

"With your intelligence, I shouldn't be able to fool you, right?"

"You despicable person, you've clearly been lying to me!"

Yukino stood quietly to the side, watching Eriri Spencer Sawamura jump up and down in frustration.

She flicked her fingers, Fushimi Makoto's earlier action, as she lowered her small hand.

She then concluded that even if she used all her strength, she couldn't achieve the same level of power exertion as him.

This guy's strength may have increased again.

"I'll go get some fruit from over there," Fushimi Makoto teased Eriri Spencer Sawamura before turning and walking away.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura kept muttering, "How annoying."

Then, as if remembering something, she looked at Yukino beside her, hesitant to speak.

"What are you trying to say?" Yukino noticed.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's eyes were clearly filled with excitement, but she seemed to be trying to suppress this emotion, making her little face look quite funny.

Yukino looked on in confusion. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face flushed, and she said hesitantly, "Did you think that the way he looked just now...?"

Yukino couldn't stand her silence any longer and said irritably, "Are you trying to say that the way he looked just now made you feel safe?"

"No... no, I didn't say that." Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and quickly retorted.

Yukino covered her forehead, looking helpless. "It's not shameful to say something like this, why do you have to say one thing and mean another?"

"Huh? Is that what you think too?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura asked instinctively.

Yukino turned around, her beautiful eyes seemingly brimming with light, and looked at Fushimi Makoto in front of her. "Why do you think I listened to him just now?"

"Why?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura asked blankly, her expression quite adorable.

Yukino said softly, "Because if he wanted to, he could solve many things that we consider very troublesome. You could also think of him as a superhero in our daily lives."

For the first time in her life, Yukino confided her true feelings to her friends.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's blank expression made her even cuter.

She really wanted to say she didn't believe it.

But Yukino's tone left her no choice but to believe her.

She knew Yukino wouldn't joke about something like this.

"Superman really does exist."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura murmured, her eyes gradually burning with desire.

Remembering what she hadn't finished saying, she looked at Yukino with a blush on her face and said quite seriously, "He really made me feel safe just now."

Yukino responded with a beautiful, gentle smile, "Mm."

On the other side.

Fushimi Makoto didn't go for the fruit; instead, he used his extraordinary senses to find Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Sawamura Sayuri is here too.

"Why did you come here?" Mrs. Yukinoshita guessed that he must have something to talk to her about.

Fushimi Makoto said directly, "I just saw Sakai Saito."

The two beautiful women's expressions changed slightly, and they turned to look at the crowd almost simultaneously.

"He's already gone back," Fushimi Makoto indicated that they didn't need to look for him.

Mrs. Yukinoshita asked in a low voice, "What do you plan to do?"

She didn't ask what had happened because she trusted Fushimi Makoto.

"I'll be asking for leave from school tomorrow. Could you please accompany me to the Sakai Family for a visit? Hmm, just a few words inside will do." Fushimi Makoto's tone suggested he was talking about something trivial.

The two beautiful women exchanged a glance, both understanding the meaning in each other's eyes: he was about to make his move.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was curious, and she was also habitually cautious.

Sawamura Sayuri's eyes, on the other hand, were sparkling. She absolutely had to be there to witness the drama firsthand; she couldn't miss it again!

Chapter 359 Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you've really messed with me!

"Everyone should come to my house to rest tonight, including Makoto."

At the end of the ball, Sawamura Sayuri suddenly extended an invitation to everyone.

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura were both surprised, but they didn't ask any questions. They were already used to the beautiful woman's lively personality, and she would even occasionally act childishly.

"Then I'll have to bother you," Fushimi Makoto agreed.

Mrs. Yukinoshita calm. She could guess that her best friend had invited Fushimi Makoto —nothing more than wanting to gather information.

Of course, she also wanted to find out.

I just don't know if there will be an opportunity to spy on them tonight.

There is also the possibility of being stabbed.

The group returned to the Sawamura Residence by car, Yukino suddenly suggested to Fushimi Makoto, "I want to go for a walk outside. Come with me."

"Okay." Fushimi Makoto sensed that she was in a state of confusion, and that she probably had some questions waiting for him to answer.

The two beautiful women exchanged a glance but did not stop Fushimi Makoto companion. Only Sawamura Sayuri smiled and said with concern, "Remember to come back soon."

"Yes, I'll just walk around the neighborhood," Yukino replied politely.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

Yukino saw this and extended an invitation. "Want to come together?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura nodded quickly.

What happened before had already taught her a lesson; this time, she absolutely couldn't be too quick to speak!

The three strolled around the neighborhood, watching the pedestrians come and go. Yukino seemed completely oblivious to the hustle and bustle around her. Her voice was soft as she said, "You didn't just leave to get some fruit."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's eyes widened. Was there some gossip going on?

Fushimi Makoto had anticipated Yukino's question and replied, "I knew you'd figure it out."

"Is it because of that Young Master Sakai?" Yukino, quite perceptively.

"More or less."

Upon hearing the word "almost," Yukino knew she had guessed correctly.

Her expression turned serious. "Is there any danger?"

"What do you think?" Fushimi Makoto asked in return.

A smile appeared in Yukino's beautiful eyes, "Then it seems that won't happen."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't hold back any longer.

She was prepared to listen to the gossip, but after listening for a while, she became more and more confused.