Omniverse Time Loop, I Do Whatever I Want

Yukino's body was tense at this moment, as she wondered whether she should elbow or kick Fushimi Makoto if he tried to take advantage of the situation.

Who would have thought that Fushimi Makoto would steadily tie the apron for her, remaining completely proper throughout the entire process, even keeping physical contact to a minimum.

This caused the conflict and tension in Yukino's heart to instantly freeze.

When she heard Fushimi Makoto say, "All done."

Her tense body suddenly relaxed, turning into a wisp of bewilderment.

No!

Why was she feeling a sense of anticipation?

This guy was definitely up to no good!

Even though Yukino had never been in a relationship, she realized it at this moment.

Fushimi Makoto was playing mind games with her!

Yet, she truly couldn't control her emotions the way she used to.

Who told him to play a trump card that pierced through a young girl's defenses?

After the two of them finished a delicious lunch, they each sat on a single sofa in the living room.

Fushimi Makoto watched the television program and asked as if it were a casual remark: "Do you want to go out and play again today?"

Yukino thought for a moment and said: "No need, I'm in a very good state right now."

It wasn't just her tense emotions that had relaxed.

Because of his arrival, her heart, which had originally been restless and uneasy, had also gradually calmed down.

Yukino was very clear that she could now settle her mind to study, or perhaps go practice the piano.

All of this was only possible because he had come.

Yukino felt her cheeks heating up quietly again.

This was a very bad sign!

And Fushimi Makoto, sitting to her right, maintained that same casual tone: "Since you don't want to go out, how about we study?"

"Study?" Yukino was startled.

Fushimi Makoto said quite formally: "I think this is something you would enjoy, and since we happen to have the opportunity, you can ask me about those professional topics."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Yukino didn't hesitate in the slightest and agreed directly.

This proposal was exactly to her liking.

However, she didn't notice that Fushimi Makoto was casting his bait once again.

The two studied together until four-thirty in the afternoon, and Yukino stopped her note-taking with immense satisfaction; she had gained a great deal today.

Therefore, her tone softened as well: "Thank you for your hard work."

Fushimi Makoto began to reel in the bait: "Is a verbal thank you enough?"

Yukino revealed a suspicious expression: "What are you trying to do?"

Fushimi Makoto took out his phone: "Can you cooperate with me and take a few photos? You've already seen my photography skills; they will definitely satisfy you."

Yukino let out a cold laugh: "You mainly want to take pictures of my legs, right?"

"That's right."

Yukino mocked him: "You're still as honest as ever."

"Thank you for the compliment."

This time, Yukino didn't say the words, "Don't even think about it."

He had helped her so much that afternoon, and it was just taking a few lifestyle photos; besides, she really couldn't find any fault with his photography skills.

So, she agreed.

Following that, right there in Yukino's home, the young girl followed Fushimi Makoto's directions throughout the entire process, capturing one beautiful lifestyle photo after another.

"Let me see."

After Yukino sat down on the loveseat in the living room, she spoke immediately.

She still felt a bit of anticipation in her heart.

Fushimi Makoto took the opportunity to sit beside her and handed over the phone.

Yukino didn't mind that he had suddenly sat right next to her and reached out to take it.

After all, she had already hugged him "yesterday."

Once there is a first time for anything, there will be a second.

Yukino was admiring her photos with satisfaction, secretly praising in her heart that this person really knew how to photograph her well.

But as she looked, she keenly noticed that Fushimi Makoto was actually staring at her legs.

"Your eyes?"

Yukino issued a reminder.

"Oh, my apologies." Fushimi Makoto seemed to realize his mistake.

Just as Yukino was about to continue admiring the photo, she never expected that while the man agreed with his words, he immediately took action!

Her body trembled, and her cheeks turned crimson in an instant.

Because Fushimi Makoto had gripped her smooth calf.

And he whispered softly, "Did you account for this move in your defense?"

No member of the opposite sex had ever touched her legs before, let alone held them so firmly, feeling the skin of her leg directly.

A variety of strange emotions welled up in Yukino's heart.

She glared at him with a flushed face, but before the words "let go" could leave her lips, she was defeated by a single sentence from Fushimi Makoto: "Is it really that hard to admit that you care?"

Yukino froze on the spot.

She understood him perfectly.

The last time he said this, he was teasing her for being dishonest about caring for him despite her actions.

And this time.

He had clearly sensed her thoughts all along.

He had been waiting here to ambush her!

If he said he liked her legs, then he truly liked her legs.

Fushimi Makoto was a man of his word.

So he grabbed hold, and in an instant, began to refine...

The living room fell silent for a moment, and Yukino, as if resigning herself to fate, turned her beautiful face away, muttering, "If you dare to do anything reckless, you are absolutely dead, Fushimi Makoto."

Fushimi Makoto just laughed: "Brother, you smell so good."

Of course, he didn't do anything reckless; he simply toyed with her beautiful legs in satisfaction.

White, tender, and smooth—the texture was exactly as he had expected, excessively good.

Truly a pair of legs worth playing with for a lifetime.

Even though he was just toying with them casually, Yukino went limp against the sofa, her face red, completely silent.

Trouble.

For the second time, she thought this to herself.

The feelings she had wanted to blur were, in the end, becoming clear.

And Fushimi Makoto was thinking: Today's memories must be preserved; she studied seriously all afternoon, so her efforts must not go to waste.

The cream puff on the table might not have been placed securely, wobbling gently on the plate as if foreshadowing the scenes to come.

Chapter 40: Making a mistake? It's just human nature.

In the days that followed, Fushimi Makoto's time loop maintained a very healthy rhythm.

Studying music composition.

Working out.

Tutoring Yukino on professional knowledge.

Playing with legs.

Studying.

He wanted to play, but Yukino refused.

Studying.

Yukino gave in again.

Continuing like this, both Fushimi Makoto and Yukino could clearly feel their own progress.

Especially Fushimi Makoto.

He felt the monstrous talent of this genius girl for the first time.

He had originally thought he would need to spend half a year in the time loop, but in less than two months, his physical strength had far surpassed his original self.

From starting with a five-kilometer weighted run to twenty kilometers.

Afterward, he simply pulled a big stunt: carrying Yukino on his back to run laps early in the morning.

Yukino was anxious and angry, finally unleashing her Aikido.

And then she suffered a light-speed defeat.

He gained Yukino's defeat CG.

She gained Fushimi Makoto's MVP summary screen.

A win-win.

Every afternoon, she would pretend to be calm while Fushimi Makoto played with her legs.

Perhaps because she had never experienced such stimulation before, Yukino would basically go limp the moment Fushimi Makoto laid his hands on her.

This was what they called: youth has no price, and Yukino melts the moment she's touched.

There were several times when Yukino's embarrassment reached its limit, and she desperately wanted to lash out at Fushimi Makoto in a fit of shame and anger, but then she remembered that whenever she went to take a bath at night and looked down, she had an even more powerful "sprayer" of her own.

Her confidence would instantly evaporate.

Because of this, throughout the time loop, she felt both angry at and grateful to Fushimi Makoto.

Grateful that he had helped her make such significant progress.

Angry that he seemed to have become addicted to touching her.

"He is a pervert."

Yukino reached this conclusion.

"The time loop should end."

Fushimi Makoto made his decision.

On the first day after the time loop ended, Fushimi Makoto returned to his life of attending school.

In the morning, he chatted with Nakano Itsuki as usual, and occasionally Yumiko would squeeze in to ask about his club.

Yumiko had been curious about it from the start, but Fushimi Makoto had interrupted her so many times that she was only just now getting around to asking.

"Occult Research Club? Isn't that just the Film Club?"

After hearing Fushimi Makoto's introduction, Yumiko's reaction was the same as Utaha's.

Fushimi Makoto smiled and asked in return, "Is the school's Film Club that impressive?"