She's So Easy to Win Over

"There's nothing else wrong with your health. Just make sure you get plenty of rest." Fushimi Makoto didn't bother to look around, since he'd already seen it all.

"Oh."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura hid her face in the water. From Fushimi Makoto's perspective, all he could see was her smooth, jade-like back and her rosy little ears, which would sometimes tremble a few times with shyness and nervousness.

She's absolutely adorable.

"By the way, where are my mom and the others?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere any longer, so she had to find a topic she didn't want to talk about.

"They've all gone back to their rooms," Fushimi Makoto said.

"I was wondering why I didn't see them earlier... Honestly, since they've all gone back to rest, they should at least have cleaned up the living room." Eriri Spencer Sawamura used her complaint to cover up her embarrassment.

"They also have their own things to do."

"It's just gossip, right? I acted so good just now, Mom must have a lot to say."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's lips slowly curled up; she was a little smug again.

This was the first time I had ever felt so powerful in front of my mother. Although breaking the table was unexpected, the effect of what I had just witnessed was far better than I had imagined.

She had seen it clearly just now; even Mrs. Yukinoshita, who had always made her feel very intimidated, looked surprised at the time.

Looking back now, she always feels a sense of smug satisfaction, like she wants to wag her tail.

"Speaking of which, Aunt Sayuri invited me to stay overnight," Fushimi Makoto suddenly said.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura's smug expression froze. Embarrassed, she turned around and feigned composure, saying, "Really? Then you can rest in the same room as last time."

"That's what I think too, but..." Fushimi Makoto deliberately dragged out his words.

"But what?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura suddenly became a little nervous.

Fushimi Makoto sighed, "You promised to give you a massage last time, but you haven't kept your word. Looks like you've fooled me."

"I'm not lying to you!"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura suddenly turned around.

The next second, she quickly covered her chest, her face flushed, and was about to shout "Don't look!" when the phrase "reverse sprint" came to her mind again.

The words caught in her throat. Finally, she looked away and said shyly, "Don't look... Even if you want to look, you can't keep staring."

Fushimi Makoto said in a surprised tone, "Eriri Spencer Sawamura, you've improved."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was taken aback. She had been a little happy at first, but then she realized that the other person was praising her for not thrusting backwards. She immediately became embarrassed and annoyed. "I didn't thrust backwards!"

"That's right, you don't have any." Fushimi Makoto said, leaning forward.

"Huh?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was dumbfounded.

Her instinct was to back away, but her heart didn't want to.

The ice cream from back then, and all the opportunities I wasted...

She stood frozen in place, not moving.

As Fushimi Makoto drew closer, her breathing quickened, and she shyly closed her eyes.

Are we going to kiss again?

He really is a pervert!

But this also proves that I'm very charming.

The girl's mind was filled with all sorts of wild thoughts.

But she waited and waited, and still didn't feel anything on her lips.

She opened her eyes in confusion, only to Fushimi Makoto looking at her with a half-smile, saying, "Cute, isn't it?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura: "!!!"

When people are angry, they are often capable of doing some daring things.

So Eriri Spencer Sawamura angrily stood up from the bathtub.

Then, she sat back down, feeling embarrassed...

Just as she was about to give Fushimi Makoto a good scolding, she felt a warm hand land on her shoulder.

Then, the other person's voice said, "Now you can close your eyes."

"I don't want to listen to you," Eriri Spencer Sawamura muttered stubbornly, but still closed her eyes.

This time, the kiss she wanted appeared.

A minute later, her fair arms had somehow emerged from the bathtub and wrapped around Fushimi Makoto's neck. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes were hazy, and her increasingly disordered breathing was almost stirring Fushimi Makoto's heartstrings.

She could actually feel the emotions stirring within her, that shy yet alluring and enchanting atmosphere that made her somewhat absent-minded. When she quietly opened her beautiful eyes, they were filled with a charm and shyness that she had never shown to anyone else.

Three minutes later, their lips parted.

Fushimi Makoto gazed at her shy, beautiful face, so exquisite it resembled a piece of blue-and-white porcelain, flawless in every way. Her eyebrows, her eyes, her lips—every feature exuded a captivating charm.

"Would you like me to give you a back scrub?" he asked softly.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura lowered her head to his forehead, too ashamed to run away, and could only hum, "I don't want to."

Fushimi Makoto responded with an "Oh."

Then, her voice, barely audible, faintly broke through. "I want a kiss..."

This was the first time she had unleashed her direct, powerful move.

She felt she had never been so daring before.

I'm so amazing!

Late at night, the entire Sawamura Family was quiet.

But the lights were still on in all three rooms.

Fushimi Makoto lay in bed, deep in thought.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura rolled around on the bed, clutching her blanket, occasionally letting out a cute, silly laugh.

The two women were talking in a way that most people couldn't understand at all.

"Who will be the vanguard today?" Sawamura Sayuri asked with a teasing smile.

Mrs. Yukinoshita said expressionlessly, "I don't want to continue this boring conversation."

Is it really just boredom?

"Otherwise what?"

"Heh, you really like this, but I'd be really surprised if you ever actually went on a charge... Wait, why did you let your hair down? I was just kidding."

Mrs. Yukinoshita completely ignored her best friend, got up and walked to the door, glancing back at her casually. "I'll be right back."

Sawamura Sayuri was dumbfounded.

After the door closed, she shook her head irritably and said, "I bet you're not coming back!"

Chapter 427 She's so easy to handle

Eriri Spencer Sawamura, who had finally managed to unleash her powerful direct attack, was quickly sent back to her room by Fushimi Makoto.

The reason is simple: she also experienced the Hand of God.

Because of their different personalities, her reaction was not as intense as Sawamura Sayuri's; instead, she tried her best to endure it from beginning to end, attempting not to make a sound.

But when the moment of pleasure truly arrived, she couldn't hold back any longer, almost burying her head in Fushimi Makoto's arms, humming incessantly.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura thought she had been satisfied for the day and would be able to get a good night's sleep.

But she tossed and turned in bed for a long time, feeling both shy and sweet, yet she still couldn't fall asleep at all.

When she came out of her room to get a drink of water, it was already 1:30 a. m.

She didn't turn on the light, but instead held her water glass and stared intently into Fushimi Makoto's room.

There were no lights on inside, so it seemed the person was already resting.

However, Eriri Spencer Sawamura always felt that she could vaguely hear strange noises in the house.

Because the house was quite well soundproofed, and Eriri Spencer Sawamura's senses hadn't been enhanced to the same extent as Yukino's, she listened intently for several minutes in the living room, but could only vaguely hear some sounds.

She stayed in the living room for a while longer and noticed that the sound was gone.

"Did I hear it wrong? Or are there women fighting outside, which is why I can hear those strange noises in the house?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura pondered in confusion, but her not-so-bright little brain couldn't find the right answer.

Most importantly, she could feel her body getting warmer, as if that shy, hot feeling was running rampant everywhere.

She took a deep breath, her face flushed as she suppressed the shy, burning desire within her.

She thought that she had been Fushimi Makoto Shigechika for far too long, which was why she had developed some inappropriate thoughts for children.

So she tried to distract herself.

"If it's Yukino, she'll definitely be able to tell, right?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura thought of Yukino's strength again, and her heart was filled with a desire to improve.

She's not particularly interested in exercising to get stronger, but if she can clearly feel herself getting stronger, even if it's progress that she can see with the naked eye, then she'll be very enthusiastic.

That's why she was able to persevere in self-discipline and continue to follow in Yukino's footsteps.

As for Kasumigaoka Utaha?

That little fat Xia, I'll surpass her sooner or later!

Eriri Spencer Sawamura cheered herself up, finished her water, and decided not to dwell on the faint sound she had just heard.

She turned around in the darkness, but instead of heading towards her own room, she went to Fushimi Makoto's door.

"What excuse should I use? I can't sleep and want to chat with you? No, no, that's too obvious, he'll definitely laugh at me again."

As Eriri Spencer Sawamura stood at the doorway, lost in thought, she didn't notice at all that her mother's bedroom door had been quietly opened behind her.

A figure quickly stepped out and closed the door.

Not a sound was made throughout the entire process.

Then, the figure silently appeared behind Eriri Spencer Sawamura, inhaling the girl's alluring fragrance, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you standing here daydreaming instead of sleeping at night?"

"Huh?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was startled and opened her mouth to scream, but her mouth was instantly covered.

"Waaaaah!"

Although she couldn't speak normally, she still expressed her condemnation with her eyes.

That means: Why are you scaring me?

"I wasn't trying to scare you. I just saw you standing here for ages, neither knocking on the door nor going back inside, and I was curious about what you were doing." Fushimi Makoto lowered his hand.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura blushed slightly, feeling guilty, and was about to make an excuse when suddenly she sniffed the air and exclaimed in surprise, "The scent on you... wait, that's the perfume my mom likes to wear."

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "Yes, they've been trying to communicate with me amicably, attempting to extract information from me."

"Intelligence?"

"The information about becoming stronger, like your previous performance, may not have fooled them into thinking they didn't question you. In reality, they were far from calm and specifically sought me out to find out more."

"Is that so..."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura hid the smugness on her face and gave a shy smile.

She's so easy to please.

Fushimi Makoto remembered something Sawamura Sayuri had said before.

"Um, aren't you going to rest?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura, becoming even more hesitant.

One reason was that she couldn't sleep and wanted to chat with Fushimi Makoto.

On the other hand, upon seeing the other person, the uncontrollable heat in her heart intensified even further.

"Probably, maybe I'll sleep later," Fushimi Makoto replied, sensing the ripples in the girl's heart.