Eriri's Great Discovery

Yukino turned to look at Fushimi Makoto, intending to discuss it with him.

Then she heard Fushimi Makoto say, "He's looking at me."

"Um?"

The three girls' attention was immediately drawn to it.

Fushimi Makoto explained casually, "He's been staring at me ever since he appeared. Although he tried to hide it, his enthusiasm was undeniable."

"Enthusiasm?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura's expression was strange.

"Oh, I wasn't quite right. It should be called intense heat and excitement," Fushimi Makoto corrected.

"Huh? That sounds even weirder!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura retorted.

These words sounded exactly like Nan Tong's gaze.

But Fushimi Makoto knew in his heart that this was not some Sichuan opera, but a battle cry.

Although he didn't know the other person at all.

Seeing that Utaha Fushimi Makoto didn't continue explaining, Shiyu wisely stopped asking. She fiddled with the pendant he'd given her, and asked, "Are you going to train again tonight after you get back?"

"Yes, of course I will," Eriri Spencer Sawamura said, indicating that she is very self-disciplined.

Yukino glanced at Utaha and said indifferently, "What? Did you lose so badly on the field today that you want to drag everyone down into training?"

"As expected of you, you always manage to guess what I'm thinking right away," Utaha replied with a less-than-friendly smile.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura froze, blinking rapidly, thinking to herself, "How come I didn't notice?"

Yukino replied in her usual indifferent tone, "I'm studying with Itsuki tonight; exercise is scheduled for the afternoon."

"Then I'll go with Eriri Spencer Sawamura today," Utaha decided.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura immediately smiled; she was more than happy to have someone accompany her during training.

Just as Utaha finished speaking, she accidentally flung the pendant in her hand, which landed right in the gap between the two cars.

"Oh no!"

Utaha's expression changed. This pendant was a valuable item, and she was genuinely worried that she might break it.

"Don't worry, this pendant isn't that fragile," Fushimi Makoto said, sensing her emotions.

"That's good." Utaha hurriedly ran over, only to find that the car was parked very improperly, with a very small gap in the middle. She tried to turn sideways to get in, and then... she got stuck by her own chest.

"Fushimi, help me out," Utaha called out, slightly embarrassed. It was the first time she realized that having a great figure could be a problem.

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura also came over, and upon seeing this scene, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Fushimi Makoto suppressed a laugh and carefully pulled Utaha out.

"What's so funny?" Utaha's cheeks flushed slightly, a little embarrassed and annoyed.

"Kasumi, you need to lose weight." Eriri Spencer Sawamura wouldn't miss this opportunity to mock her enemy.

Yukino is better at using subtle sarcasm. "You always like to show off your big breasts in front of everyone, I thought you were very satisfied with your figure, but the emotions you just revealed clearly indicate that's not the case."

"Yukino right!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura grinned.

Utaha bit her red lips, seemingly wanting to retaliate, but then she thought of something and suddenly put on a beautiful smile, "If it were you two, I think you wouldn't even need to adjust your positions to easily squeeze in. So, you really are quite cute."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was a little confused. "Cute?"

Yukino expressionless.

Utaha deliberately covered her mouth and laughed, "Yes, you girls with small chests are really cute."

"Kasumi, you really do want to start a fight, don't you?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura huffed.

Yukino said coldly, "I was just thinking of helping you pick up the pendant, but it seems there's no need."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura chimed in fiercely, "Yeah, I'm not going to help you either."

Utaha's smile froze; she absolutely couldn't bear to throw that pendant away.

But it's impossible to get her to give in to Yukino and the other two so quickly.

So she turned around, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Fushimi Makoto, trying to seek help.

"It's not that complicated." Fushimi Makoto walked over.

"Do you have a solution?" Utaha quickly followed.

Yukino and Eriri Spencer Sawamura also gathered around.

The three girls' positions perfectly blocked Fushimi Makoto.

Then, Fushimi Makoto and lifted the Toyota sedan on the left.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was speechless.

Yukino and Utaha were also stunned.

They already knew Fushimi Makoto was strong, but to lift a car with one hand—wasn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

"What are you standing there for? Go pick something up," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Oh." Utaha moved her feet mechanically, and even her sexy waist and hips didn't sway as beautifully as usual.

After she picked up the pendant, Fushimi Makoto casually put the car down, and she subconsciously asked, "You can even move a car?"

"If you'd like to see, I can try to lift the car up," Fushimi Makoto said, pointing to the car from before.

"Are you kidding me? How could one person lift a car?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't believe it at all. She even wondered if Fushimi Makoto was planning to use Bamboo-copter to help.

Yukino didn't interrupt. She rested her chin on the back of her hand, adopting a scrutinizing posture, her gaze sweeping back and forth over Fushimi Makoto.

Judging from the Second Miss's attitude, she might be planning to do some research again tonight.

At that moment, Sawamura Sayuri and her group approached. After a brief exchange of greetings, the two beautiful women were about to take their leave when the burly man asked in English, "You must be Fushimi Makoto, the guy who's supposedly incredibly good at fighting, right?"

Everyone except Fushimi Makoto was taken aback for a moment.

So that's what his fighting spirit meant just now.

Fushimi Makoto probably guessed what the other person was thinking and replied in English, "It's me."

The kind-looking man interjected, "This is Mr. Basong. He just arrived here from Thailand three months ago. He currently runs a boxing gym here, and business is quite good."

"No, my boxing gym is doing terribly." The other person shook their head. "If I don't come up with something soon, my gym might have to go out of business."

"What does this have to do with us?" Fushimi Makoto asked deliberately.

Basong stared at him intently. "I've seen the videos of you fighting with others online. I have to say, you're really capable. At least I wasn't that good at your age."

"So?"

"I'd like to spar with you, right here at my boxing gym."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile vanished, "Mr. Basong, don't you think it's completely unreasonable for an adult to ask a high school student to spar with you?"

The other person's tone remained unchanged. "If he were just an ordinary high school student, then I really shouldn't do this. But I've seen his videos online; many people praise him as the Tokyo Sword Saint, a ruthless guy who can take on seven opponents at once, and so on. Since he's a master, then of course I can invite him."

This man's undisguised words made his intentions clear to everyone present: because Fushimi Makoto was very famous, he hoped to make money through this sparring match.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to use Fushimi Makoto as a stepping stone to boost his own fame.

"Makoto, you don't need to agree to his request," Mrs. Yukinoshita offered her opinion.

Sawamura Sayuri tugged at Fushimi Makoto's arm. "My opinion on this kind of pointless thing is the same Yukinoshita's."

Under everyone's gaze, Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "I'm actually quite interested."

Meeting the two beautiful women's questioning gazes, he said unhurriedly, "Just consider it a pre-dinner workout. Besides, haven't you both been wanting to know my full strength for a while? Now's the perfect opportunity."

The two beautiful women weren't embarrassed that Fushimi Makoto through their long-held thoughts; they were just a little hesitant.

"Are you sure there's no danger?" Yukino suddenly asked.

"You can relax and watch a demonstration boxing match from the sidelines later," Fushimi Makoto replied.

Yukino understood immediately and turned to the two beautiful women, saying, "Mother, Aunt Sayuri, we can follow his arrangements."

"Alright." Although Mrs. Yukinoshita was reluctant to let Fushimi Makoto the risk, she had no choice but to agree now that things had come to this.

As the two resumed their conversation, Eriri Spencer Sawamura quietly tugged at Fushimi Makoto's sleeve. "Are you sure everything's alright?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I could even beat him up while holding you and spiraling into the sky with my Bamboo-copter."

"Who wants you to hug me!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura's face turned bright red; she had completely missed the point.

But soon, she shyly turned her head away and whispered, "Be careful."

"It's just a game of make-believe," Fushimi Makoto said.

Chapter 389 Eriri Spencer Sawamura's Great Discovery

After both sides made their decisions, they got into their respective cars and headed to the boxing gym.

Inside the car, the middle-aged man named Takeuchi said helplessly, "Mr. Basong, I understand your eagerness to boost the popularity of the boxing gym and gain a foothold in Tokyo, but you were too impulsive today."

"You think I'll lose?" The other person glanced at me sideways.

"Hard to say." The middle-aged man shook his head. "Anyway, I won't help you with anything else. I'm fairly familiar with Yukinoshita and the Sawamura Family. Your rude suggestion to spar with a high school student has already damaged my good impression of them."

Basong ignored the second half of his sentence: "Mr. Takeuchi, aren't you overestimating Fushimi Makoto?"

"It's not an overestimation; I've read all the news about that Fushimi Makoto online. To be honest, I've never seen such a powerful high school student, especially the news video of him being surrounded and beaten by a group of people in a shopping mall, yet still easily fighting back. That left a deep impression on me."

"I saw that news report too. I could have done it if I had been in that situation."

"Do as you please. I'll just be an observer from now on. If you really cause trouble, you'll have to clean it up yourself. I won't help you."

The middle-aged man spoke somewhat coldly, glanced at the driver, and then closed his eyes to rest.

He now regrets bringing this Muay Thai expert to meet the Yukinoshita and Sawamura families, because the two had known each other for a long time, and the other party was indeed skilled. He had helped this Muay Thai expert with the idea that "having more friends means having more options."

But he didn't expect the other party to be so impulsive.

Looking for a high school student to spar with?

Ha, I think you're just trying to ride on someone else's popularity to become famous yourself.

Regardless of who wins or loses, he will no longer participate in what follows, and he has even decided to sever ties with Basong.

On the other side.

Since Fushimi Makoto and his group got on the bus, Yukino, Utaha, and Eriri Spencer Sawamura haven't said a word.

But they weren't worried or nervous; their emotions gradually calmed down.

When Yukino and the other two heard Fushimi Makoto agree to the Muay Thai expert's request, they were indeed nervous because they were "concerned."

But as they calmed down, they all remembered Fushimi Makoto Fushimi's superhuman physique and the image of him lifting the car with one hand.

Their mood changed.

"Won't that gym leader get punched into the ICU by Fushimi?" x3

The same thought popped into the minds of Yukino and the other two.

At this moment, Mrs. Yukinoshita was driving, asked, "Makoto, why did you agree to that person's request? You should be able to tell that he wasn't trying to have a friendly spar, but rather wanted to use your online fame for publicity."

"Yes, I noticed that too," Fushimi Makoto admitted.

"Then why did you agree to his request?" Sawamura Sayuri couldn't help but ask.

Just moments before, she and Fushimi Makoto had lived up to that saying in the car, "A liar will swallow a thousand needles."

Logically speaking, she should be a little awkward right now, but now that something new has happened, her concern for Fushimi Makoto has long surpassed that bit of awkwardness in her heart.

"Like I just said, just think of it as a little exercise before dinner," Fushimi Makoto replied again.

The two beautiful women didn't believe it at all.

Yukino and Utaha exchanged a subtle glance.

Utaha picked up her phone, deliberately turning her body to block Eriri Spencer Sawamura's view, and began typing a message for Yukino.

Utaha: [Is it because of the Time Loop that he wants to be a little more unrestrained?]

Yukino: [Not only that, given his style, he most likely wants to use this opportunity to show us his true strength.]

After sending the message, Yukino paused slightly and added, "[Of course, this is on the premise that Basong can get Fushimi to use his full strength; otherwise, we definitely won't see him at his peak today.]"

Utaha also thought it made sense.