Time Loop in Anime Multiverse, I Do Whatever I Want 36

Yukino froze, her attention diverted as she quickly looked ahead.

That tall, curvaceous, black-stockinged beauty—who else could it be but Utaha?

"I'm going over to say hello," Fushimi Makoto said.

Yukino's face was cold and detached: "What are you planning this time?"

"Nothing at all. I just saw an acquaintance and wanted to say hi."

"Are you sure you don't want to expose me?"

"It doesn't matter if you're exposed; everything will reset tomorrow anyway."

"..."

Yukino was left speechless.

That's right, everything would reset. In reality, everything that happened today was meaningless.

She was lost in thought for a moment.

She forgot to let go of Fushimi Makoto's waist, and she also forgot that her chest was still pressed firmly against his back.

The two of them maintained that close, clinging posture as they rode the motorcycle up to where Utaha stood.

Utaha glanced over with a puzzled look, but upon seeing a man and a woman on a Harley, she instantly lost interest.

She had always kept her distance from guys who rode motorcycles and carried girls around early in the morning.

However, Fushimi Makoto slowly steered the motorcycle forward and pushed up his visor with one hand: "Good morning, Senpai."

"Hm?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Utaha turned her head again in astonishment.

When she saw those eyes clearly, her expression became even more surprised: "Fushimi?"

Her gaze then fell upon Yukino behind him.

Could this be Nakano Ichika?

In her mind, only Nakano Ichika would be this intimate with Fushimi Makoto.

But she quickly dismissed that thought.

Because the girl behind him had a chest that was far too small.

No matter how she looked at it, it didn't match Nakano Ichika's proportions.

Yukino, meanwhile, felt helpless. Not greeting a senior from school went against the upbringing she had received since childhood.

As she let go of Fushimi Makoto's waist and mimicked his action of pushing up her visor, she suddenly froze.

Wait!

Did this guy say all that on purpose just to make me hug him longer?

Yukino felt that was highly likely.

After all, when it comes to being this close, the first time is bound to feel unnatural, but once you've done it once, can the second or third time be far behind?

Because he was Fushimi Makoto, and because today was a time loop, Yukino became even more convinced of this theory.

But for now, she could only greet the stunned Utaha: "Good morning, Kasumigaoka-senpai."

"You're Yukinoshita?" Utaha was completely dumbfounded.

"It is I," Yukino admitted calmly.

Since she had already been exposed, there was no point in panicking; it was better to handle it with composure.

That was her style.

Utaha's expression became incredibly colorful.

Since there were no other students nearby, she even took out her phone to check the date, thinking she might have misread it and that there was actually no school today.

But when she confirmed the date was correct, she asked with a look of suspicion and uncertainty: "Are you two... skipping class on purpose?"

The first and second years of the top tier, skipping class together?

These two were truly terrifyingly bold.

"We took leave," Yukino answered this time.

Even though she knew this was a time loop, she still wanted to make it clear.

Fushimi Makoto chimed in: "That's right."

Utaha's ample chest heaved sharply, and her tone was clearly uncertain: "And the reason for the leave is?"

"As you can see, a joyride," Fushimi Makoto said, gesturing toward Yukino behind him.

Yukino glared at him.

Utaha nodded, expressionless.

Fine, I get it.

The young couple impulsively chose to skip class just to go for a joyride.

This was the kind of thing boys and girls at this age would do.

It's just that...

Since he and Yukinoshita were dating, what was the deal with Nakano Ichika?

Utaha made a point to recall the details.

She remembered very clearly that the care and concern Fushimi Makoto showed Nakano Ichika that day were not fake.

At the same time, she felt a twinge of regret in her heart.

She had finally found a boy she clicked with, and now that he had a girlfriend, she wouldn't be able to ask him for advice whenever she wanted.

"Senior, we're heading out."

Fushimi Makoto waved his hand and suddenly accelerated.

At the same time, he reached out to grab Yukino's arm to keep her from losing her balance and falling backward.

Because of this, Yukino once again leaned into him due to the physical inertia.

"I want to punch you, Fushimi Makoto."

Yukino's voice sounded right by his ear.

Fushimi Makoto: "Why be so formal between brothers? If you call me big brother, then physical contact between brothers is perfectly normal."

Yukino: "Can you say anything useful besides spouting nonsense?"

Fushimi Makoto laughed: "Let's change the subject then. For instance, since you've been working so hard lately and I, as a professional, am your big brother, I'll put together a complete guide on photography knowledge for you next time, including my own personal experience."

He brought up the topic they had discussed during the last time loop.

Yukino froze, then fell silent.

She truly needed Fushimi Makoto's help.

She learned things quickly, but she wasn't born knowing everything.

If a professional could provide her with direction and details, she was confident she could master all the knowledge within a month.

So this time, she didn't say anything else.

Her fair, slender arms quietly wrapped around Fushimi Makoto's waist, and she didn't let go.

I must be crazy!

That thought popped into her mind.

However, Yukino didn't know.

She hadn't adjusted her goggles back into place, and with her whole body pressed against him, her brain was currently a bit sluggish. Because of this, Fushimi Makoto would sneakily glance over his shoulder while driving the motorcycle.

He saw every change in Yukino's expression.

"My brother is really cute," he remarked.

Yukino pretended not to hear him.

Fushimi Makoto had originally been observing her in secret, but as he watched, he couldn't help but look at Yukino's thighs.

Those thighs, made even more rounded by the tight jeans.

It is well known that a girl with an excellent waist-to-hip ratio, when sitting on the back of a motorcycle in this position, displays a figure that is incredibly alluring.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but sigh to himself, girls with beautiful legs are truly something else; she was already impressive enough in stockings, but he hadn't expected her to be even more powerful in tight jeans.

"Brother, can I discuss something with you?" Fushimi Makoto started.

Yukino raised her eyes coldly: "Speak."

"I'll treat you to the aquarium later, can you pose for a photo for me?"

"The reason for the photo?"

Fushimi Makoto was blunt: "Your legs look exceptionally good."

Yukino didn't speak, she just raised her hand and gave him an elbow strike.

Fushimi Makoto, the master of enduring elbows, didn't make a sound.

Only then did Yukino say: "Don't even think about it."

The playful physical interactions between close friends seemed to have become quite natural.

"Fine, then we'll stick to the original plan and just take you to relax," Fushimi Makoto said, feigning disappointment.

Yukino caught the shift in his mood, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl upward.

Yet she forgot that her action of proactively wrapping her arms around Fushimi Makoto's waist this time was so practiced.

The value of the saying "the first time is awkward, the second time is natural" continued to rise.

Chapter 38: Admit it, you have feelings

At 10:00 AM, Yukino saw the penguins as she had wished.

There weren't many customers at this hour, and with a beautiful girl like Yukino standing there, she instantly became the most eye-catching presence, both in terms of temperament and appearance.

Fortunately, the staff's activity introductions and the penguins' silly, adorable antics drew away quite a few gazes; otherwise, Yukino likely wouldn't have been happy to stay any longer.

Fushimi Makoto had no interest in penguins, and he had already called that music teacher this morning to say he wasn't feeling well.

Although his condition would reset by tomorrow and the other party wouldn't remember that there was supposed to be a lesson today anyway, it was just a quick word, so Fushimi Makoto didn't find it troublesome.

Watching the penguins' round bellies, a lovely smile appeared on Yukino's face as well.

These kinds of goofy, cute-looking animals always seemed to be able to elicit a maternal smile from girls.

Her smile didn't quite reach that level, but looking at her, one could tell she was very happy right now.

After a while, Yukino withdrew her gaze in satisfaction and turned her head to see Fushimi Makoto chatting with a passerby over there.

She didn't go over to disturb them, waiting patiently for two minutes before asking once Fushimi Makoto returned, "Is it someone you know?"

"No. I heard him and his friend speaking Chinese just now, so I was curious and went over to strike up a conversation. I didn't expect them to actually be tourists from China," Fushimi Makoto said casually.

Yukino's focus, however, was elsewhere: "You can speak Chinese?"

"I won't say I've studied it this time; I have to say I'm fluent."

"So confident?" Yukino was clearly skeptical.

She had, of course, looked into Chinese before; the tones alone were enough to stump a whole group of students, making it extremely difficult to learn.

Just as Fushimi Makoto was about to answer, the two tourists he had been talking to earlier walked over and said in Chinese, "We're going to go see other animals now, what about you... holy crap, is this your girlfriend? She's way too beautiful, isn't she?"

Both of them were stunned by Yukino's looks.

Fushimi Makoto laughed out loud: "It's been a long time since I've heard such an authentic 'holy crap'."

The other party laughed sheepishly: "Sorry, sorry, we're just used to saying that."

Then, the two of them gave Yukino a reserved smile as a way of saying hello.