Eri's Strength

"Have you ever seen Chinese martial arts movies? The way you look really makes me feel like I've gone mad from practicing martial arts."

"..."

Haruno thought for a few seconds and roughly understood the meaning of "going into a demonic state." She casually brushed aside the messy strands of hair on her forehead and smiled brightly, "Have you ever seen someone as beautiful as me go into a demonic state?"

"So Yukino's narcissism came from you?" Fushimi Makoto asked in surprise.

Haruno smiled, but didn't answer the question. Instead, she swayed over, wrapped her arms around Fushimi Makoto's neck, and kissed him.

"Hmm?"

"I've improved! The changes in my body are really obvious."

"So?"

"You can do more than just create all sorts of amazing gadgets, right? You also possess superpowers that ordinary people can't understand."

"Huh, you could even tell that?" Fushimi Makoto asked jokingly.

Haruno gazed intently at his face, her eyes burning with desire, and chuckled softly, "I'm quite interested in your superpowers."

"What do you mean?" Fushimi Makoto had already guessed her thoughts.

Her warm breath brushed against Fushimi Makoto's face, revealing her uniquely alluring charm. "Even though this is my first time, I don't feel any discomfort at all. Guess what I'll do in this situation?"

Fushimi Makoto feigned surprise. "You wouldn't be thinking of...?"

"Yes, I want to do it again." Haruno said, tearing off his apron and dragging him toward the bedroom.

"... Aren't you being a little too hasty?"

"There's no such thing as being in a hurry when it comes to getting stronger."

"But you're in too much of a hurry."

I want to improve!

By the end of the day, Haruno realized for the first time that such things could bring such joy and satisfaction.

She was more perceptive than Yukino, and in almost just one night, she realized the key to Fushimi Makoto's superpower.

When she received a definite answer from Fushimi Makoto, her thought from the previous night, "I wish I had met him sooner than Yukino," became even stronger.

She was truly overjoyed to be guided by someone she liked to make progress, and even to experience this seemingly supernatural kind of progress.

Even when she was so tired that she could barely lift her legs, a joyful smile still lingered on her face.

Her only regret was that she had been too busy lately; otherwise, she would definitely have invited Fushimi Makoto to engage in "basement play."

A few days passed, Fushimi Makoto's daily life didn't change much; on the contrary, the group of people around him became increasingly busy.

Hayato Hayama have been uploading short videos for a while now. The contrasting image of this blond handsome guy has attracted a lot of criticism from netizens and has also spawned many popular abstract memes.

However, what truly made Hayato Hayama and his friends famous was Nakano Ichika's promotion on her social media account.

She's currently at the peak of her popularity, and many online analysts believe she has a strong chance of winning this year's Best Newcomer Award.

Riding on her popularity, Hayato Hayama's short videos achieved mainstream popularity for the first time.

As for the incident where Fushimi Makoto and Haruno Fushimi Makoto a scene at the nightclub, there is absolutely no trace of it online; it was clearly suppressed by that terrified middle-aged man.

However, although the other party was able to resolve this matter through special means, nothing stays hidden forever. Anyone who wants to find out will eventually find out.

For example, on this afternoon, Mrs. Yukinoshita was called out for tea by Sawamura Sayuri, accompanied by two other women adorned with jewels.

The four women sat in different directions in the private room. The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling was uniquely designed, the table was filled with fragrant tea, and several magnificent paintings hung on the walls, making it clear at a glance that the prices here were definitely not low.

"So, you called us out today just to have tea?"

Mrs. Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't touch her teacup, but instead stared at Sawamura Sayuri across from her with scrutinizing eyes.

You should know that she was very busy today. If her best friend hadn't insisted on getting together with her on the phone, saying that she had also invited the wives of two other politicians with considerable backgrounds, she definitely wouldn't have come.

As soon as she said that, the two ladies next to her looked over curiously.

Sawamura Sayuri laughed and said, "Have you ever heard of the name Itsuki Hiroya?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't answer, but the short-haired woman next to her nodded. "A core member of the Hand. I heard she has a bad temper, but she's quite rich."

"That's right, it's him." Sawamura Sayuri deliberately kept people in suspense. "I ran into him at a private party yesterday. We're from two different circles, so even if we met, we wouldn't normally chat."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say," Mrs. Yukinoshita, sounding impatient.

Sawamura Sayuri chuckled, "Oh dear, you're still so impatient... Okay, okay, don't glare at me, I'll tell you."

Then, she leaned closer and said mysteriously, "That guy suddenly asked me about Makoto yesterday. I tried to get information out of him, but he was tight-lipped and wouldn't reveal a single detail. But in the end, I realized he seemed to be afraid of Makoto."

"Fear?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes flickered. "They have a grudge?"

"That's what I thought too, so last night I asked a friend to investigate overnight, and we finally got some results."

This time, Sawamura Sayuri didn't keep anyone in suspense; she recounted everything that had happened at the nightclub.

Although the information she obtained through her friend's investigation was incomplete, she had a general idea of what Fushimi Makoto and Haruno had done that night.

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked utterly astonished after hearing this. "Makoto and Haruno went to a nightclub to fight criminals? You're not kidding me?"

The other two women were also astonished, their mouths agape. "Are young people these days all this amazing?"

"At first, I didn't quite believe it either. After all, neither Makoto nor Haruno seem like the type of people who would do something like this for no reason. But after repeatedly confirming it, I found that it was true," Sawamura Sayuri said confidently.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was silent for a moment, then covered her forehead and sighed, "I can't imagine the two of them getting together to do something like this."

"The Makoto you're talking about, is he the Tokyo Sword Saint from the internet? Is he really that skilled?" the short-haired woman asked curiously.

"His physical abilities are truly astonishing." For some reason, Sawamura Sayuri's eyes welled up with tears when she spoke of this.

Mrs. Yukinoshita also noticed her best friend's odd behavior. She gave her a subtle glare before asking, "They didn't leave any trouble behind, did they?"

"No, according to the information I've received, uh..." Sawamura Sayuri suddenly laughed, "That Itsuki Hiroya quite interested in Makoto. It seems he's attracted to Makoto's skills and wants to get to know him through me."

Mrs. Yukinoshita succinctly summarized. "Makoto has no interest in becoming a yakuza member, after all..."

She couldn't help but laugh when she remembered Fushimi Makoto instigating a group of yakuza members to gang up on someone.

"Why don't you give him a call and tell him we're inviting him to dinner? If he agrees, we can ask him about the details of what happened at the nightclub that night," Sawamura Sayuri said expectantly to her best friend.

Mrs. Yukinoshita initially wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that she also had something to verify with Fushimi Makoto, and it was in that kind of indescribable way...

She pretended to be calm, picked up her phone, and dialed Fushimi Makoto's number.

Three seconds later, the call was connected, but before Fushimi Makoto's voice could be heard, several girls' voices came from the other end of the line.

"I think my own plan is pretty good, why do you always have to argue with me, Yukinoshita?"

"This isn't just arguing for the sake of arguing; it's that I believe my idea is better."

"Really? I don't think so. Eriri Spencer Sawamura, what do you think?"

"I... I can't reach it."

In just a few words, Mrs. Yukinoshita heard the voices of her youngest daughter, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, and Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Fushimi Makoto finally spoke up, "Excuse me, I was busy just now. Auntie, what can I do for you?"

"Are you discussing a new short film?" Mrs. Yukinoshita guessed.

"Yes, everyone is very enthusiastic. I originally wanted to hear what they had to say, but so far I've been too busy maintaining order."

"It sounds lively over there," Mrs. Yukinoshita commented first, then, noticing her best friend constantly winking at her, she said, "Are you free tonight? Sayuri wants to invite you to dinner, and also wants to talk to you about something."

"Where should we eat when you're free?"

"Let's go to her house, we'll prepare the ingredients."

"I get it, you guys were just craving something and made up an excuse to trick me into being your free cook, right?"

"To be precise, it wasn't a scam, but rather an invitation to come and be a chef."

"But your tone doesn't sound like you're asking me to do this. Why don't you treat me like a 'senior'? That would definitely motivate me."

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "..."

Her friends were all sitting very close together, and she didn't try to avoid making a call, so everyone could hear Fushimi Makoto's voice.

Sawamura Sayuri covered her mouth and chuckled, while the other two ladies stared in disbelief, their faces showing an expression that said, "Yukinoshita, you actually have two faces."

Fushimi Makoto's joking tone, all the women present could tell that this was definitely not the first time he had interacted with Mrs. Yukinoshita this, otherwise he certainly wouldn't have been so natural.

That little rascal!

Mrs. Yukinoshita clenched her other hand into a small fist under the table. She knew she would have to patiently explain to her friend later, and also be wary of Sawamura Sayuri's interruptions.

The thought of these things made her angry.

Her voice turned icy. "Did you find that joke funny?"

Fushimi Makoto: "I'm sorry, I misspoke. I'll slap myself."

Ten seconds later.

Mrs. Yukinoshita asked with a cold laugh, "Where's the sound of a slap? Why didn't I hear it?"

Fushimi Makoto clapped happily on the other end. "Did you hear that now?"

The sound was like a seal patting its belly at the zoo.

Sawamura Sayuri, who was standing next to her, couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

The other two women couldn't help but chuckle, "This child is quite amusing."

Is it interesting?

Mrs. Yukinoshita's face showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, fully demonstrating the truth of the saying that people's joys and sorrows are not shared.

I'm definitely going to punish you severely tonight!

And you, Sayuri, aren't getting away either!

Mrs. Yukinoshita took a deep breath; she had already decided how to punish Sayuri.

She pressed the other person's head down; after all, Sayuri had tried many times to practice her speaking skills...

She imagined Sawamura Sayuri's embarrassed and angry expression, and her mood improved slightly.

"See you tonight," she said to Fushimi Makoto.

She was waiting for him to say goodbye, but that little rascal started clapping like a seal on the other end of the phone.

She slammed down the phone, her gaze turning icy as she looked at her best friend, who was laughing so hard she was bent over.

Facing that dangerous aura, Sawamura Sayuri smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "Did you like it? If it sounds good, then it's a good slap in the face."

Mrs. Yukinoshita sneered incessantly, deciding to hold the "Holy Grail War" tonight.

Sawamura Sayuri is the one who got the "cup" in the big battle.

Chapter 424 Eriri Spencer Sawamura's Strength

Six o'clock in the evening, at the Sawamura Residence.

Fushimi Makoto as the chef, prepared a sumptuous dinner, which was highly praised by the two aunts and a blonde girl with twin tails.

"We've finished eating, shouldn't we get down to business?" Sawamura Sayuri lay languidly and contentedly on the sofa.

The house was very warm, so she had already taken off her long coat. Her orange turtleneck sweater paired with a light-colored knee-length winter skirt made her look friendly and generous. The black tights that stretched her calves accentuated her straight leg lines. After kicking off her slippers, her small and delicate feet dangled on the edge of the sofa, as if inviting someone to come over and play with them.

Compared to her casualness, Mrs. Yukinoshita's posture was much more upright and elegant, almost devoid of any charm, and her demeanor appeared rather solemn.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was secretly touching her stomach; she had eaten too much tonight and was worried about gaining weight.

She was all set to go exercise early, but when she heard her mother say that, she sat back down on her bottom, which she had just lifted up.

"What important matter?" Fushimi Makoto hung up his apron, acting as if he knew nothing about the situation, and pulled up a chair to sit down next to him.

Sawamura Sayuri didn't reply, but quickly winked at Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Does that mean: You do it, I do it?

Mrs. Yukinoshita, so she asked directly, "Makoto, can the scientific plan you specially tailored for us really bring our physical functions up to your level?"

The Sawamura mother and daughter immediately perked up their ears, focusing intently.

"Strictly speaking, it's possible, but I need to assist you." Fushimi Makoto was referring to applying a buff.

With the buff, as long as the [Fantasy Badge] is triggered even once in a while, their progress will be very significant.