I've Wanted to Do This for Ages

After a while, the two returned to normal, but Sawamura Sayuri shrunk herself again.

This time, she shrunk down to the state her best friend had just been in.

"Aren't you bored?" Mrs. Yukinoshita sneered.

"It's because I'm bored that I keep myself occupied... Hehe, I'm so cute." Sawamura Sayuri is taking pictures of herself again.

Mrs. Yukinoshita further away, as if worried that her best friend's stupidity would infect her.

After playing around for a while, Sawamura Sayuri climbed onto the sofa contentedly and sat down. "By the way, now that he's laid his cards on the table with you, shouldn't we lay our cards on the table too?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita a moment, then returned to normal. "What are you going to reveal?"

"You know that."

No, I don't know.

Do I really have to say it out loud?

"You say."

"I'm a woman too, how could I possibly talk about something like that?"

"Then shut up."

Their first attempt to confront each other failed.

But they both knew in their hearts that there was only a thin veil separating them.

Sawamura Sayuri glanced at the time. "It's past eleven o'clock, we should rest too."

"Going to bed early and waking up early is good for your skin," Mrs. Yukinoshita agreed.

Sawamura Sayuri asked with a smile, "You really don't plan to confront me?"

"If you're willing to talk, then I'm willing to listen."

"Tsk tsk, not straightforward enough."

After saying that, Sawamura Sayuri jumped off the sofa and walked towards the bedroom, saying, "Whatever you want, I'm willing to accept you anyway, after all..."

She turned around, smiling playfully yet shyly, and said, "We'll be best friends for life."

Mrs. Yukinoshita disgusted she got goosebumps. "It's one thing to use a child's image, but to speak to me in a child's voice?"

Hahaha, you're so cute!

Late at night.

Fushimi Makoto has also returned to rest.

He was comfortably lounging on the sofa playing on his phone when suddenly a noise came from the other side.

Then, Sawamura Sayuri's slender figure came into view.

He was about to speak when he saw the other person raise a delicate, white finger and shush him. "Yukinoshita isn't asleep yet?"

This statement sounds like a reminder, but it's actually a hint.

Under Fushimi Makoto's astonished gaze, Sawamura Sayuri slowly walked over, her face flushed, and smiled slightly, saying, "I'm going to confront her. Will you help me?"

After a moment, Fushimi Makoto replied, "Okay."

Chapter 411 I've wanted to do this for a long time

The next morning, after dressing properly, Fushimi Makoto quietly left the room.

They were all very tired last night, and it's only a little past five o'clock now. If we wake them up, they probably won't have any energy for the whole day.

The morning air was very fresh, but the temperature was quite low. Fortunately, Fushimi Makoto's body was no longer afraid of the cold, so he rolled up his sleeves and stood at the entrance of this upscale hot spring hotel to warm up by stretching his joints.

This confrontation between Hiratsuka Shizuka and Matsukaze Mayu was actually within his expectations.

But last night's confrontation was completely beyond his expectations.

The sky was just beginning to lighten. If a normal person woke up at this hour, they would most likely choose to stay in bed and play on their phone.

Fushimi Makoto no longer needs much sleep. He thought that instead of lazing around at home, he should go out for a run and exercise, so he could make breakfast when he got back.

Just then, he heard a noise behind him, and a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes came out. Judging from his appearance, he must have not slept all night. Although his eyes showed fatigue, he was still energetic.

Fushimi Makoto tentatively took a deep breath and immediately smelled many different scents.

The smell of cigarettes, the smell of potato chips accidentally left on clothes, and the smell of carbonated drinks.

It seems he played games all night.

Fushimi Makoto.

"You're out exercising so early?" The other person was surprised to see Fushimi Makoto warming up at the door.

"Yeah, since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well get up and exercise," Fushimi Makoto replied with a smile.

"Amazing, you're amazing!" The other person gave a thumbs up.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the man hissed as he hunched his neck and walked away.

Fushimi Makoto glanced in the direction the man had left, guessing that he had probably gone out to find something to eat.

After a five-minute warm-up, Fushimi Makoto put on his Bluetooth headphones and prepared to run.

But just as he turned on the music, a chat window popped up at the top of his phone.

It was a message from Eriri Spencer Sawamura: [Am I seeing things? I think I saw you downstairs at your hotel?]

Fushimi Makoto looked up and, with his keen eyesight, clearly saw Eriri Spencer Sawamura standing on the balcony.

The girl's golden hair was messy, and she was wrapped in a blanket, completely encasing her petite body. Combined with her somewhat languid expression, she looked quite adorable.

Fushimi Makoto: [You read that right, I'm going for a run.]

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: [Turns out my eyes really are fine, but isn't this way too early? It's not even dawn yet.]

Fushimi Makoto: [I'm used to it.]

About ten seconds later, Eriri Spencer Sawamura sent another message: [Wait for me, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth, I'll be right down.]

Fushimi Makoto taken aback.

Has she become this self-disciplined?

That's great.

Soon Eriri Spencer Sawamura came running down, all dressed. Of course, she couldn't put on makeup so early in the morning, but her looks were already outstanding, and she was still very beautiful even without makeup.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura Fushimi Makoto, who had changed into a tracksuit, and chuckled, "Why did you bring a tracksuit with you?"

"I want to improve." Eriri Spencer Sawamura said this with an extremely serious expression.

Cute.

Fushimi Makoto thought to himself, but said encouragingly, "Then warm up first. I've already planned the running route, just follow me."

"Um."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura nodded her little head, cracking her knuckles as she said with a touch of smugness, "I can feel my physical condition getting better and better. Before, I would be so cold in this season that I didn't want to get out of bed, but now I find that I'm not so cold at all."

This proves that you have made a lot of progress.

"Really? I'd like to keep improving, preferably surpassing Xia Laofei, so she won't keep showing off in front of me every other day."

What did she brag about to you?

"What else could it be? It's just showing off her breasts, and..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura suddenly paused, Fushimi Makoto reproachful look, and muttered, "You should have given me the schedule sooner."

Fushimi Makoto chuckled, "I get it. You must have compared your physical abilities with Utaha- senpai in private, and you lost miserably."

"No! I was just a little bit short," Eriri Spencer Sawamura retorted, her face flushed, her golden ponytail swaying in the breeze.

"Cute." This time, Fushimi Makoto said what he really felt.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura froze, her cheeks burning even hotter, and quickly avoided his gaze. "Even if you praise me, it won't help. What you just said has already made me very angry."

"Okay, okay, if you can't run anymore later, I'll carry you."

"Huh? You... you still want to hug me!"

"It seems you really dislike it, then forget it."

"No, I didn't mean to be disgusted..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura stamped her foot in embarrassment and anxiety, embodying the image of a tongue-tied and anxious girl next door.

Fushimi Makoto felt extremely pleased.

After Eriri Spencer Sawamura finished warming up, the two began their morning exercise.

Fushimi Makoto had already planned the route using his senses. Although there weren't many cars on the street at this time, he still chose to deviate from the city center so that the two of them wouldn't be disturbed.

Twenty minutes later, Eriri Spencer Sawamura was covered in sweat, but her breathing remained smooth, and she was still able to keep up with Fushimi Makoto's pace steadily.

"I think I've improved again," she said with delight.

Fushimi Makoto simply smiled and offered no explanation.

Exercise can indeed lead to improvement, but this improvement is gradual and steady.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, of course, had no idea that the reason she was able to become so powerful in such a short time was actually due to the [Fantasy Badge].

Fushimi Makoto and she didn't have many intimate encounters, but after each one, she would occasionally have some inappropriate thoughts.

If this process is repeated over time, the effect of triggering the [Fantasy Badge] again will be quite extraordinary.

The sounds of insects and birds echoed all around them. Although Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt tired from the exercise, her smile grew wider and wider.

"You really like it here?" Fushimi Makoto's breathing remained steady.

"No, it's just... well, how should I put it? I'm kind of enjoying this time without being disturbed."

"Indeed, I really like this atmosphere too."

"Right?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura started to blush as she spoke.

What she really meant was: It's just you and me here, no one bothers us, this is what I like best.

But given her personality, she couldn't bring herself to say those words.

She could never be as straightforward as Yukino, much less as bold as Utaha.

Her greatest talent seems to always be retreating in the face of battle and running in the opposite direction.

An hour later, the two stopped to rest in the woods.

Fushimi Makoto only broke out in a slight sweat; his clothes and hair remained dry.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's hair and underwear were soaked through. She was leaning on her knees, panting, and holding the bottled water that Fushimi Makoto had bought on the way.

"Don't squat down. Just rest like this for a while, then walk around slowly. With your current physical condition, you'll recover quickly," Fushimi Makoto advised.

"I know." Eriri Spencer Sawamura took a deep breath, seemingly not wanting to be looked down upon by him, and struggled to lift her chin. Beads of sweat slid down her fair face. "I've always been very disciplined, and I know a lot about exercise."

"Impressive," Fushimi Makoto sincerely praised.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's lips curled up, yet she still seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

Why did you only praise me once?

You can praise me a bit more.

The girl remembered that Fushimi Makoto always liked to praise Yukino being cute, even going so far as to say the absurd compliment that she was "the cutest person in the world."

I think I'm pretty cute, right?

Although I'm not as versatile Yukino, nor as skilled, I Eriri Spencer Sawamura, am just as good-looking!

A bunch of random thoughts popped into her little head.

Just then, she heard Fushimi Makoto ask, "Have you ever seen a black bear?"

"Ah?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura froze, looking completely bewildered. "You mean in reality? I've never seen that."

"Then you'll see it today." Fushimi Makoto's senses spread out, and a black bear was running towards him.