This Is Just Ridiculously Sly!

Moreover, it's a horror movie set in a high school.

Fushimi Makoto almost chuckled. Why did girls always seem to prefer horror movies in private settings?

As the movie began, Fushimi Makoto and his two companions squeezed onto a not-so-spacious sofa, surrounded by the scents of beautiful girls on both sides, constantly tantalizing his sense of smell.

At first Utaha and Nakano Nino weren't very serious, but then, twenty minutes into the movie, a love scene between the female supporting characters took place.

The two beautiful girls' eyes widened instantly.

No one is home right now.

They both thought of this.

Watching the female supporting character being stripped naked on the screen, hearing her heavy breathing, their chests heaving, and their legs quietly coming together.

Fushimi Makoto wasn't surprised by this. The film's cast consisted entirely of unfamiliar faces, making it a typical low-budget horror film. These kinds of films aren't very competitive, so they usually include some explicit scenes to attract audiences.

However, this intimate scene lasted for a full seven minutes. At first, Utaha and Nakano Nino were able to barely keep their composure, but gradually they became engrossed in watching, and their eyes became watery.

The reason why Utaha also became like this is because she and Nakano Nino had the same idea.

The two had experience working together, and there were no outsiders at home today, plus there was still some time before dinner.

Isn't this a great opportunity?

"Um, I'll go get a glass of water." Nakano Nino suddenly stood up, her face flushed.

"I'm thirsty too," Utaha, following suit.

Fushimi Makoto glanced at their mature and voluptuous figures, thinking to himself, "Nino Divine Power yet, and you guys can't hold on?"

The two beautiful girls came to the living room and took turns getting water. After each taking a sip, Utaha said with a teasing smile, "Your heart is in turmoil, Nino."

"Aren't you the same?" Nakano Nino wasn't stupid. If the other person came out with her, it meant they were in the same situation, so neither of them should laugh at the other.

Utaha no longer felt embarrassed; she was just a little awkward and had a headache. "I just finished showering."

Nakano Nino understood the unspoken meaning. Blushing, she asked softly, "Are you changing your... underwear too?"

Utaha coughed lightly, which was taken as acquiescence.

Seeing that she had already said it so directly, Nakano Nino stopped being reserved and said with distress, "I'm in a similar situation, but I can't go back to change."

"Why?"

"If I go back now, Ichika will definitely catch me and ask me all sorts of questions. I might not be able to come back then."

Utaha's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said, "That's not necessarily true. What if they didn't notice you?"

Nakano Nino glanced sideways at her. "Does senpai really hope I don't come back?"

Utaha smiled slightly, but didn't answer. Instead, she changed the subject. "If you don't mind, I can lend it to you."

Nakano Nino: "Your butt is too big, I can't wear it."

Utaha: "???"

She was so angry she laughed.

"Then you can keep wearing those underwear that make you uncomfortable!"

Utaha said coldly, then turned and left.

Nakano Nino stared at Utaha's back for a while before muttering to herself, "My observation was right, Senpai does have a big butt."

The two returned to the bedroom, only to Fushimi Makoto looking at them and patting his thigh. "Do you want to sit here? It's too crowded for the three of you on the sofa."

Does it not feel cramped to sit on your lap?

The two beautiful girls thought of it at the same time.

But the next second, they realized something.

So Fushimi (Makoto) also had feelings?

Chapter 380 This is simply an outrageous and incredible move!

Seeing Fushimi Makoto suddenly extend the invitation, Utaha and Nakano Nino thought to themselves: He really couldn't hold back after all!

Utaha slightly raised her chin, a movement that caused her to straighten her chest, making her already voluptuous curves even more alluring.

She originally planned to use words to push and pull on the surface, but actually observe Nakano Nino's reaction first. If the other party was reserved and shy, then she could take the initiative.

To her surprise, before she could even speak, Nakano Nino blushed and walked over.

As Fushimi Makoto reached out and put his arm around Nakano Nino's waist, the girl's soft, fragrant body nestled into his arms, and she sat comfortably on his lap.

Utaha was dumbfounded.

No, girl, where's your girlish modesty? Where's your shyness?

Why did you just sit down without saying a word?

This is the downside of insufficient information.

Although she had teamed up with Nakano Nino, to be honest, she didn't know much about her.

Once the vanguard of the Nakano Family has set a goal and has an idea, they will not stop halfway or drag their feet.

"Now I'm going to carry you over, Nino, what do you think?" Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out.

"Okay." Nakano Nino's reaction surprised Utaha once again.

Utaha probably never dreamed that when it comes to team building, Nakano Nino actually has more experience than her.

Even though she was the senior, she felt like a complete newbie.

At that moment Fushimi Makoto looked over and said, "Senpai, it's your turn."

Utaha crossed her arms, as if displaying her haughty attitude. "You two just decided what to do like this? Are you sure you don't want to ask me, the person involved, for my opinion?"

Fushimi Makoto: "Then let me ask you, senior, would you be willing to grant me a small request?"

"A small request?" Utaha's lips curled up, her smile malicious. "Are you sure this is just a small request?"

"Because the bigger ones are yet to come."

"???"

This guy actually admitted it so readily!

Utaha felt her cheeks burning.

Although she didn't ask what "big" meant, there were no outsiders in the house, and the young man and woman were alone inside. Did she really need to explain what would happen next?

Utaha slowly Fushimi Makoto and Shiyu, and as she bent down to sit, she pressed her hand against her skirt, causing the fabric to perfectly hug her waist and hips, creating a stunningly beautiful silhouette.

Nakano Nino also witnessed this scene, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "As expected of Daimaku-senpai."

"Let me think about what price you should pay for me to agree," Utaha said calmly.

However, Fushimi Makoto simply said, "What are you babbling about?"

Utaha was stunned.

Fushimi Makoto reached out his hand to her.

Utaha raised her chin. "I'm not so easily won over by you."

Fushimi Makoto: "Shall I go find a rope now?"

Nakano Nino, who was being held in his arms, was initially a little embarrassed, but now, hearing their conversation, her attention was diverted. "Why are you looking for a rope?"

"Perhaps she prefers playing with ropes to watching a movie with the three of us?" Fushimi Makoto said slowly.

Utaha's face flushed red, and even her fair neck was tinged with a captivating blush.

She gritted her teeth and snapped, "You can shut up now!"

She absolutely cannot let more people know about her hobby of rope art.

I already embarrassed myself enough by reaching peak pleasure in front of Yukinoshita back then, do I really want to go through that again today?

Utaha dared not let Fushimi Makoto continue, her beautiful face flushed red, and she reached out to hug his arm.

Although she had given up struggling, her words were anything but subdued. "Hold me, or I won't agree."

"Then you need to hold on tight... Oh, right, get up for a second," Fushimi Makoto said.

Utaha followed suit.

Fushimi Makoto reached under her thighs, wrapped his arms around her firm thighs, and with a little force, lifted her tall body up and placed her on his lap.

Nakano Nino stared in astonishment, mouth agape. "You're so strong?"

"You didn't know?" Utaha felt the unique masculine aura Fushimi Makoto, feigning confusion to hide her racing heart.

"All I know is that Makoto has great stamina and explosive power."

"Oh."

Their conversation ceased, Fushimi Makoto spoke up, "Alright, senpai, please sit down too."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand and patted Utaha's ball.

Utaha glared at him reproachfully. "Your hands are very dirty!"

Fushimi Makoto pretended not to see and casually put his arm around the two beautiful girls' soft waists.

Now I can finally enjoy it.

Compared to his leisurely attitude, Utaha and Nakano Nino had a different feeling.

In this environment, the two of them were sitting on the same boy's lap, and they were sitting so close together.

No matter how you look at it, it feels ambiguous.

They weren't really interested in watching the movie anymore; their minds were filled with images of Fushimi Makoto.

Utaha was thinking about how she had been humiliated and defeated in the previous battles.

Nakano Nino, blushing Fushimi Makoto's superhuman physique.

Generally, girls don't develop feelings for a guy just because he's strong. But if the guy is someone she already likes, then the situation is different.

Especially after Fushimi Makoto casually displayed his power, Nakano Nino couldn't help but think in that direction. Her heart was racing, and her body felt weak, wanting to curl up completely in his arms.

Fushimi Makoto didn't notice their distraction, because his own mind was also wandering.

Today, one of them was wearing a dress and the other was wearing sportswear. Before, if you just looked at them, you would only think that they were beautiful in completely different ways.

But now they were all sitting on Fushimi Makoto's lap, and the feeling of being completely pressed together was something that couldn't be compared to what the eyes could see.

Moreover, Fushimi Makoto's perception was extraordinary. The rising body temperature of the two girls, and their occasional nervous or shy twisting and rubbing against each other, created an unusual feeling that could easily make one uneasy.

It was as if their shyness and charm could emanate from their legs.

Although they had teamed up before, they had never sat together like this before.

Close?

Embarrassing?

Does it inspire daydreams?

Utaha and Nakano Nino felt they had both.

The two girls were being held by someone's arms, not too tightly, but the warmth of his large hands was something they could feel.

Recalling what had happened between them, their eyes gradually became moist, and in this ambiguous and shameful atmosphere, they became even more alluring.

In other words: It's almost done cooking; it's time to throw it into the pan and stir-fry.

Just as Fushimi Makoto was thinking this, the low-budget horror film also gave him a boost.

These kinds of movies all have one thing in common: if you see a love scene early in the movie, then there will definitely be at least two more love scenes later in the story.

The two girls were already distracted by being Fushimi Makoto's arms, and when the second intimate scene in the movie began, they completely lost control.

"Makoto..."

Nakano Nino pouted and called out softly, as if unconsciously.

She had just felt her body burning up and her breathing becoming erratic. Now, seeing those images on the screen, her mind was flooded with embarrassing memories from the past. This made her involuntarily press her body against Fushimi Makoto's chest, her feverish body writhing, and her voice becoming soft and sweet, completely unlike her usual strong and decisive style.

In contrast, Utaha did not make a sound, but her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

She hadn't reached home base with Fushimi Makoto yet, but they were pretty close. She had experienced everything she needed to, so she knew exactly what her current emotional changes meant.