The Divine Hand Is So Useful, You Know?

Of course, none of these compare to the [Omnipotence Badge] that Fushimi Makoto recently obtained.

According to the badge's description, the enhancement brought about by absorbing essence is extremely terrifying.

Take Haruno for example.

Keep in mind that this was only her first time, but the very next day, her speed, agility, strength, explosiveness... all her physical abilities were comparable to those of a national-level athlete.

Although Fushimi Makoto was also aware that because it was her first time absorbing the essence, and her starting point was low enough, she was able to make great progress after only one absorption.

However, Fushimi Makoto had made comparisons and calculations in his mind. If Haruno's energy and condition continued to improve with each battle, he estimated that she would be able to surpass Yukino after a few more matches.

That's why Haruno was so surprised when she woke up that morning, so much so that she didn't even eat breakfast before Fushimi Makoto into the house...

"Support?"

Upon hearing Fushimi Makoto's answer, the three women in the living room all showed thoughtful expressions.

Mrs. Yukinoshita felt that her initial guess was probably correct; the so-called support was actually...

Sawamura Sayuri recalled her daughter mentioning the extremely high learning efficiency she experienced when Fushimi Makoto her at school.

Therefore, she believes that the assistance Fushimi Makoto mentioned refers to the other person providing guidance and instruction from the sidelines.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's little brain is much simpler.

She thought it was a massage.

And it's a rather intimate massage!

Three women with different temperaments had three different ideas at this moment.

While sensing their emotional shifts, Fushimi Makoto feigned curiosity and asked, "I understand that Eriri Spencer Sawamura is affected by Ichika's brilliance and is eager to improve, but why do you all seem to want to improve quickly as well?"

"I... I wasn't affected at all!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura immediately retorted defiantly when he mentioned her.

Fushimi Makoto simply stared at her without saying a word.

They stared at each other for two seconds, then Eriri Spencer Sawamura lowered her head guiltily and mumbled, "It's just a little bit, a tiny bit of an impact."

She also raised her hand to gesture "a little bit".

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's tsundere reaction amused the two aunties, and they relaxed as a result.

"Eriri Spencer Sawamura's physical functions must have improved a lot, right?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked seemingly casually.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura immediately straightened her back and raised her head.

Then she realized she was being too flamboyant, so she shrank back and said, trying to sound calm, "It's alright, I guess my only advantages are strength and speed."

"How outstanding are you?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked again.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura paused for a moment, pondering how to showcase herself.

At this moment Fushimi Makoto said, "Come on, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, show everyone your talent."

Show off your talents?

Does that mean I need to demonstrate my abilities?

"Since you've put it that way, I'll reluctantly give it a try." Eriri Spencer Sawamura tried hard to suppress her smile, but her smug little expression still betrayed her true feelings.

Fushimi Makoto crossed his arms, adopting a serious coach's posture. "While your reaction is cute, my standards are very high."

"Huh?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed, thinking, "Why is this person suddenly praising me for being cute? Really."

She didn't hear the last sentence at all.

"Let me think about what I should do... I've got it!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura picked up an apple from the table, placed it on the edge of the table, and then rolled up her sleeves in a very professional manner, as if she were a karate master from a TV show.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and her husband quickly looked over without even blinking.

"Are you going to show us how to slice an apple with your bare hands? That must require a lot of control, right?" Sawamura Sayuri said with interest, recalling the image of Yukino easily splitting a rock.

"Yes, that's what I think."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt everyone's gaze and became a little nervous. When she raised her hand, she realized that she couldn't control her strength at all.

But by then it was too late for her to stop.

The moment her fair hand touched the apple's skin, the entire table snapped in two with a loud crash, sending countless wood chips flying everywhere. The tea set and fruit on the table also scattered all over the floor with a crackling sound.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was completely dumbfounded.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and Sawamura Sayuri's eyelids twitched violently.

Is this the intensity of the tutoring?

Eriri Spencer Sawamura can reach this level, then Yukino must be on her way to takeoff!

Both beautiful women were somewhat unable to control their expressions.

Fushimi Makoto didn't seem to care about any of that. He pondered for a second and commented, "Your explosive power is indeed excellent, but there's still a lot of room for improvement in your control over your strength."

"Oh..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura lowered her head awkwardly, her face burning, and said in a very guilty tone, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away."

"Is your hand alright?" Sawamura Sayuri snapped out of her daze and quickly got up and went over to her.

"It's nothing, it only hurts a little." Eriri Spencer Sawamura held out her palm to indicate.

Her fair palms had some red marks, but no wounds or swelling.

Sawamura Sayuri was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's amazing."

The next moment, she stared intently at Fushimi Makoto, her heart pounding.

She wore her heart on her sleeve: You tutor me too, now, immediately!

Mrs. Yukinoshita away, using her long hair to cover her slightly flushed face.

Of course, she also wants to improve.

The way she had guessed the progress made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

After Eriri Spencer Sawamura cleaned the living room, she returned and sat down again, looking embarrassed.

She originally intended to show off a bit, but she didn't expect to go too far and cause trouble.

At that moment, Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out. "Your strength isn't quite there yet, but considering your starting point and the amount of time you've spent practicing, it's not bad."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura immediately beamed, "Really?"

The two beautiful women exchanged a smile upon seeing this.

Fushimi Makoto's interruption eased the atmosphere in the living room.

The two women were looking at him very strangely.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was completely unaware of this. She was quite pleased that Fushimi Makoto had just acknowledged her, and immediately said happily, "Fushimi, come with me. I've drawn a lot of storyboards, Yukinoshita praised me for doing a great job."

The two walked towards the bedroom one after the other. Mrs. Yukinoshita, still sitting elegantly, opened her red lips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Sawamura Sayuri, perfectly in sync with her, laughed and said, "Are you trying to say that my daughter is really easy to handle?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura had just reached the bedroom door, froze and turned around in surprise. "What does this mean?"

Sawamura Sayuri covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's just what it sounds like. Makoto just said something to flatter you, and you're happy."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura stared blankly at Fushimi Makoto: "Were you just trying to comfort me?"

"Nonsense, we're partners, I was just acknowledging you."

"Oh... wait, when did we become partners?"

Just now, I mentally decided that you were my partner.

"You're just kidding me!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed and turned away, fleeing into her bedroom.

"My daughter is so cute, just like me," Sawamura Sayuri, not forgetting to praise herself.

Chapter 425 Did you know the Hand of God is so useful?

After Eriri Spencer Sawamura ran into the bedroom, she closed the door behind her, as if she had forgotten that Fushimi Makoto hadn't come in yet.

Seeing Fushimi Makoto at the door, Sawamura Sayuri smiled helplessly, "That child is always like this; whenever an unexpected situation arises, she forgets everything else."

"This is what you call a single-threaded processor," Fushimi Makoto commented.

Sawamura Sayuri understood. She leaned against her best friend, speaking in a coquettish manner like a little girl, "That's why I especially like Yukino. Yukinoshita, since you have two daughters anyway, why don't you just give one to me?"

Mrs. Mrs. Yukinoshita: "Don't say such stupid things again."

"But I really like Yukino."

"Then go and talk to her."

"Huh? Isn't she your daughter? You definitely have the right to decide, right?"

"Then you're mistaken. I rarely interfere in Yukino's private affairs anymore. Her growth has exceeded my expectations. It's almost fair to say that she can now stand on her own in any aspect."

Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke slowly and deliberately, her eyes seemingly glancing unintentionally at Fushimi Makoto.

Sawamura Sayuri cupped her face in her hands and muttered to herself, "Yukino is truly outstanding, but then again, who exactly helped her become so outstanding?"

As she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Fushimi Makoto.

Fushimi Makoto expressed his difficulty in maintaining composure.

If you want to improve, just say so. All this preamble and beating around the bush is really ridiculous, aunties.

"It's true that I've been tutoring Yukino," Fushimi Makoto nodded dramatically, "But she's also worked very hard, so to be honest, my contribution isn't as significant as you all think."

Upon hearing this, the two beautiful women, as if they had agreed beforehand, simultaneously revealed expressions that were neither quite a smile nor a frown.

That expression meant: Keep making things up, we're listening.

Fushimi Makoto didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he pretended to think and said, "If you're also eager to become stronger, at this point, I guess the only thing I can do is try to help you with the Hand of God."

"The Hand of God?" The two women immediately grasped the key phrase.

This name sounds extraordinary, it has a very important feel to it.

It might be as magical as the Anywhere Door!

"What is the Hand of God?" Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't help but ask.

Under the watchful eyes of two pairs of eyes, Fushimi Makoto raised his hands. "This is the Hand of God."

The two ladies. "..."

After a brief silence, Sawamura Sayuri gave a subtle look, reminiscent of a famous scene from the movie "Forensic Heroes": "Yukinoshita, it seems like he's playing us."

Mrs. Yukinoshita silent, only clenching her small fists tightly.

Fushimi Makoto knew they didn't believe him, so he immediately gestured to the master bedroom with his eyes. "How about we go somewhere else? I'll show you the Hand of God."

"Okay," Mrs. Yukinoshita agreed first.

Sawamura Sayuri stood up. "Let's go."

Fushimi Makoto followed them into the master bedroom. As soon as the door closed, two completely different intoxicating fragrances swirled and lingered in the air.

"How are you going to demonstrate it?" Sawamura Sayuri asked, her face full of curiosity.

Fushimi Makoto countered, "Who wants to experience it first?"

"Sayuri." Mrs. Yukinoshita gave the answer in an instant.

Sawamura Sayuri paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed, "Alright, I'll do it. The name 'Hand of God' sounds scary, but I don't think it's too far-fetched."

After saying that, she stood up from her chair and even twirled around gracefully, showing off her mature figure. "What do I need to do now?"

Fushimi Makoto held up one finger. "Lock the door first."

Lock the door?

Both women froze for a second.

Oh wow!

So it's the kind of door that needs to be locked?

They exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and a strange emotion in each other's eyes.