Disobedient Fushimi Pup

But soon, they all realized they were overthinking things.

Even Mrs. Yukinoshita the existence of the Bamboo-copter, didn't believe her absurd idea could come to fruition.

Unless he can produce something more amazing to show himself.

No, it's for my own amusement.

Mrs. Yukinoshita realized she had been a little greedy.

Fushimi Makoto had been observing the two's emotional changes. On the way back, he took out his notebook, tore off a piece of paper, and folded it into the [Childhood Paper Airplane] that he considered useless.

Under their astonished gazes, Fushimi Makoto casually demonstrated it once.

As long as you aim at your target in your mind, the paper airplane can fly to the other person.

"No matter how you look at it, this is impossible. A paper airplane is just a paper airplane. Makoto, you're so naive."

Sawamura Sayuri shook her head with amusement, picked up the paper airplane, breathed on it, and casually said, "I want it to fly to Eriri Spencer Sawamura, do you think it can do that?"

Fushimi Makoto: "Okay."

"Ha, only a fool would believe that."

Sawamura Sayuri rolled down the car window and threw the paper airplane out.

A moment later.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was being self-disciplined in the classroom, suddenly felt something hit her forehead. She looked up in confusion and found a paper airplane in front of her.

Who threw this?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura held the paper airplane, her little face full of confusion.

Today's teacher was a strict one. Upon seeing Eriri Spencer Sawamura looking around with her paper airplane in hand, he said with a stern face, "Sawamura, is folding paper airplanes in class fun?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "?"

Teacher: "Go stand outside as punishment."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "???"

In the corridor.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face flushed red with anger as she gritted her teeth and muttered, "If I find out which bastard did this, I'll give him a good scolding!"

I'm clearly following the schedule strictly and being self-disciplined. Although learning is painful, at least I can feel my progress.

Now look what's happened! I've been punished by the teacher and made to stand in the hallway, and the schedule is so considerate that it doesn't even require any self-discipline.

After class, Eriri Spencer Sawamura immediately began her investigation.

But she gained nothing.

At least until class started, she still hadn't found the culprit who made her stand as punishment by folding paper airplanes.

As soon as the third class started, another paper airplane suddenly flew in front of her.

She was completely stunned.

On the other side...

"Hey, the second paper airplane is gone again. That's weird, I clearly saw it fly out, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Makoto, fold me another one, this time I want to take a picture with my phone."

Inside the car, Sawamura Sayuri finally discovered something interesting.

Chapter 362 The Disobedient Fushimi Woof

"Makoto, there's something I need to remind you of."

As the car stopped outside Fushimi Makoto's apartment, Mrs. Yukinoshita, who hadn't said much the whole way, suddenly spoke.

Sawamura Sayuri must have known all along; her smile had faded, replaced by a more serious expression.

"You said." Fushimi Makoto had just grabbed the car door, lowered his hand again.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's tone was unusually serious. "The Sakai couple dote on their son. You had a conflict with him at the ball, and today the Sakai couple didn't receive your apology. They will definitely cause you trouble."

Sawamura Sayuri also said softly, "I was just thinking about this too. Although they'll probably be wary of my and Yukinoshita's backgrounds, as long as they still harbor ill will towards you, they'll definitely continue to look for opportunities, such as..."

Her eyes were fixed on Fushimi Makoto's face. "They might hire someone to cause you trouble, so that even if Yukinoshita and I want an explanation from them afterward, they can use that as an excuse to shirk responsibility."

At this moment, Mrs. Yukinoshita sneered, "If they really did such a thing, even if I don't have evidence, I will still go after them."

Sawamura Sayuri was slightly taken aback.

No, we're analyzing things here, why are you getting so worked up?

I was the one who got "bombed" last night, not you. How come you've turned into this before I even got worked up?

Mrs. Yukinoshita clearly realized her lapse in composure and immediately regained her usual calm. "That's exactly what I meant. If you're willing to follow my arrangements, Makoto, I can call the security company right now. Having someone protect you will give us peace of mind."

This time, Sawamura Sayuri didn't internally complain; instead, she nodded in agreement, "I feel the same way."

"I understand you all mean well, but this matter isn't really that complicated." Fushimi Makoto smiled, reassuring them.

"But how can we feel at ease if you're being so secretive and not telling us the specifics of your plan?" Sawamura Sayuri's true colors were immediately revealed.

She still hadn't given up on being a gossip.

Mrs. Yukinoshita gave her best friend a disgruntled look before asking Fushimi Makoto, "So, what's your answer?"

"By tomorrow, the Sakai Family won't have the energy to pay attention to my affairs anymore," Fushimi Makoto said.

"So confident?"

The two beautiful women were clearly intrigued.

Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "You'll find out tomorrow what exactly will happen."

Mrs. Yukinoshita stopped her best friend from asking further questions, and nodded, saying, "Then let's wait until tomorrow."

After Fushimi Makoto got out of the car and went into the apartment, Sawamura Sayuri couldn't help but ask, "You suddenly stopped me just now, weren't you curious?"

"I'm curious, but I trust him." Mrs. Yukinoshita gestured to the driver that they could leave.

Sawamura Sayuri glanced at the receding scenery outside the window and deliberately muttered to herself, "I have a feeling you're hiding something from me."

"That's right."

To her surprise, Mrs. Yukinoshita actually admitted it.

She immediately sighed softly, "We're clearly best friends, how could you actually be hiding something from me?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita picked up her phone, tapped on Fushimi Makoto's name, and said casually, "If he agrees, you'll come back with me later, and I'll show you something fun."

"What is that?" Sawamura Sayuri's expression changed instantly.

Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly felt like laughing, "I was asking him, because the item is his, and I need his permission first no matter what... Oh, he said it's okay, Sayuri is a trustworthy person."

Sawamura Sayuri had already moved closer to her phone, smiling as she said, "Why didn't you read out the last part, 'Just as trustworthy as Aunt Yukinoshita'?"

"You don't want to watch anymore?" Mrs. Yukinoshita calmly put away her phone. "Since you're not interested, I'll take you home first."

"Of course I want to see!" Sawamura Sayuri skillfully feigned cuteness, blinking her beautiful eyes.

With that adorable look, she said, "I want to watch, I love to watch, I want to watch more."

Mrs. Yukinoshita touched her arm. "Shut up, you're giving me goosebumps."

This cloyingly sweet voice might excite men, but in her eyes, it was simply unbearable to hear.

If Sawamura Sayuri were to sing in that cutesy voice she just used...

Mrs. Yukinoshita's thoughts suddenly took a turn.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to consider both her friendship and gave her final assessment. "Sayuri isn't stage-frightened when she sings, she doesn't lip-sync, and she doesn't sing well."

After returning home, Fushimi Makoto didn't do anything special; he just made a few extra Mushroom Rice Ball while cooking.

It's the same one that gave Hiratsuka Shizuka and the others sweet dreams last time.

This buff might seem like nothing more than a pipe dream, but Fushimi Makoto had already figured out its practical use.

After dinner, Fushimi Makoto lent the Anywhere Door to Nino and the others, because they wanted to go to Ichika's place for a get-together.

The five sisters played until after nine o'clock before returning through the Anywhere Door.

Before Fushimi Makoto left, Nakano Itsuki subtly suggested that he stay overnight, but he declined.

"Next time, definitely next time."

He stretched out two fingers and poked Nakano Itsuki's smooth forehead.

According to unofficial historical records, this gesture represents a kiss in the eyes of the Uchiha Clan.

Fushimi Makoto's opinion on this was: As expected of unofficial history, it's certainly unofficial enough.

At 10:30 p. m., he received a call from Yukino.

And it was a video call.

That's extremely rare!

After the video call connected, a beautiful girl with long, straight black hair appeared, dressed in a full-length pajama, with a band-aid on her neck.

Makoto Fushimi felt he couldn't hold back when he saw the bandage.

"You went to school with this on today?" he asked, suppressing a laugh.

"Is this funny?" Yukino said angrily.

"I just think it's so cute."

"Many people have told me I'm cute, Fushimi Woof, please come up with a fresher way to compliment people."

"The second young lady with a band-aid on is really my type."

"... I'm going to hang up the video!"

"No, I was just kidding." Fushimi Makoto cooperated by feigning nervousness.

Yukino then put on a serious face again and said, "Today, Kasumigaoka -senpai and Eriri Spencer Sawamura were both asking about you, as was Miura- san, but I didn't say anything."

Thank you for keeping this a secret.

"I didn't come here to hear your thanks."

Yukino paused briefly, her eyes filled with eager concern. "How did things go today?"

"Everything is going smoothly so far, and the results should be available as early as tomorrow," Fushimi Makoto replied succinctly.

Yukino nodded slightly. "Then I won't ask you what you can do specifically. Tell me when you come to school tomorrow."

"No problem."

"We can now begin the second important matter of the day."

"What's up?"

"That time you suddenly showed up at my house."

"Oh, shall I come find you now? I can demonstrate it for you and show you how it works."

Upon Fushimi Makoto's words, the incredibly cute girl on the other end of the video call lit up, becoming even cuter.

When Fushimi Makoto used the Anywhere Door to enter Yukino's living room, footsteps immediately came from the bedroom. As the bedroom door opened, Yukino's face, beautiful even without makeup, appeared.

She completely ignored Fushimi Makoto, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she stared intently at the black hole in her wall, saying, "Although it's not the first time I've seen something like this, it's still hard not to be surprised."

"Shall I show you how it goes now?" Fushimi Makoto extended an invitation.

Yukino readily agreed.

But the next second, she suddenly became alert. "That's your house over there, right?"

"Yes."

"Your living room?"

"My bedroom."

"Then change the venue to the living room now."

This time, Fushimi Makoto couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Yukino stared at him coldly, her slender arm already raised, as if she might elbow him at any moment.