He Kissed Me Again (Continued)

Yukino glanced at him.

That look meant: You have so many problems.

"Good."

She agreed anyway.

"Thanks."

As Fushimi Makoto admired Yukino and flawless hands, he asked, "What do you think Auntie's purpose was in calling me to dinner today?"

Yukino looked up suspiciously. "Didn't Mother just ask? She thought you knew that Sawamura Eriri."

"That's not all." Fushimi Makoto extended his index finger and pointed lightly. "She's actually concerned about you."

Yukino paused, taken aback.

Fushimi Makoto continued, "Although she didn't say anything, I guess she was not only concerned about whether you could make that short film well, but also about whether our relationship was as good as before."

Yukino was about to retort when he picked up his phone and gestured, "Don't rush, you'll understand when you see this text message."

Yukino looked over and saw that her mother had sent her a text message.

The time was five minutes ago.

The text message read, "[Seeing Makoto you and Yukino are still getting along so well, I'm relieved.]"

Fushimi Makoto's answer was, "[It's probably because we get along better.]"

Mrs. Yukinoshita: [The word "compatible" has multiple meanings if you want to understand it.]

Fushimi Makoto: [Are you asking if I plan to pursue Yukino?]

Mrs. Yukinoshita: [Although I haven't thought that far ahead, if you're planning to pursue Yukino, I can support you as a friend.]

It was a friend, not an elder, which immediately shortened the distance in the conversation.

Yukino fell silent.

Fushimi Makoto put down his phone. "It's still very difficult for high school students to make short films, even those that are shorter than regular short films."

Yukino a soft "Mmm": "That's why Mother doubted my ability to do a good job last time."

"The opportunity is right here. As long as you stay focused and finish filming this short film smoothly, she will definitely be satisfied."

"So confident?" Yukino looked at his face.

"I've been studying this for a long time, and with you, Ichika, the three strong members of Itsuki, and my friends from school making cameo appearances, it's hard not to be confident."

"Although I don't particularly like the word 'fierce general,' thank you for your trust."

Yukino responded with a beautiful smile.

Previously, her mother had only cared about "profits" from beginning to end, which made her feel quite complicated.

At this moment, Fushimi Makoto the initiative to lay his cards on the table, his words almost explicitly stating that he would help him throughout the entire process.

The girl's complicated heart was suddenly cleared of its fog, and she could see the warm sunshine again.

"For you."

Yukino put the sliced apple into a plate and handed it over, then peeled another apple.

Fushimi Makoto didn't stand on ceremony and popped a piece of apple into his mouth. "So, what do you think I should say to Auntie next?"

Yukino smiled calmly and said, "Aren't you always known for being very bold?"

"Oh, you want me to tell her: I'm going to pursue you relentlessly?"

You can remove the word "fiercely".

"Then I'll pursue you with all my might?"

"Idiot!"

Yukino couldn't help but curse at him.

She felt completely relieved, and her voice softened considerably. "Fushimi, you should still remember what I told you, right?"

"Remember, you'll never date me." Fushimi Makoto nodded first, "But I've always felt that people can change."

Yukino met his gaze without hesitation. "Unfortunately, I can't."

Then the girl saw Fushimi Makoto pick up his phone and tap his fingers on the screen, clearly typing.

She was taken aback. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to tattle!"

"Idiot, I'm being serious!"

An angry expression instinctively appeared on her face, Fushimi Makoto quickly raised his phone and took a picture of her face.

Yukino realized what was happening.

He's teasing me on purpose again!

Yukino put down the fruit knife, glaring at him angrily. "Delete the photos."

"Okay, okay, it's been deleted." Fushimi Makoto nodded.

How could Yukino possibly believe that attitude?

Her legs, which had been casually crossed, now pressed down on the floor, and she sat up straight.

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So Fushimi Makoto took another picture.

Yukino couldn't hold back any longer. She got up and walked over quickly, but she was smart enough not to snatch the phone directly. Instead, she pressed down hard on Fushimi Makoto's arm to prevent him from escaping.

But the moment she pressed down, she discovered that Fushimi Makoto didn't resist at all... no, not that he didn't resist, but rather that he seemed to have no strength left and leaned back against her.

Due to inertia, Yukino's slender body staggered. Just as she was about to exert force to regain her balance, a hand appeared on her delicate waist.

The next second, she was Fushimi Makoto's arms.

A fragrant breeze wafted into my arms, Yukino's perfect face was so close.

Fushimi Makoto could clearly see that her face was gradually turning red, and even the fair and elegant skin of her neck was tinged with an alluring blush.

"You did this on purpose again... um."

Yukino's voice suddenly became muffled.

Don't get me wrong, Fushimi Makoto didn't do anything inappropriate; he just slipped a piece of apple to him.

Yukino's expression immediately became even cuter.

"So cute." Fushimi Makoto let out a wicked laugh.

Yukino's chest heaved rapidly as she lay completely in Fushimi Makoto's arms, her hands having to brace against his chest to prevent them from pressing themselves together.

Even so, her fair legs were pressed tightly against Fushimi Makoto's legs, and her skirt was lifted slightly by this position, revealing her round and fair thighs.

Her left slipper was missing, while the other slipper remained, hanging precariously from her foot, ready to fall at any moment.

This scene, if you didn't know better, would make you think Yukino is imitating Matsukaze Mayu, preparing to stage a scene of a female knight charging into battle.

"Don't stuff any more in!"

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto had picked up another piece of apple, Yukino blushed and issued a warning.

Then...

She watched Fushimi Makoto stuffed the apple pieces into his mouth, and asked with a puzzled expression, "This is for me. If you want some, take some yourself. I've already been more than a friend by feeding you this once."

Yukino decided to beat him up.

Unfortunately Fushimi Makoto anticipated her actions.

The hand around her waist loosened slightly, and the unprepared girl stumbled forward.

Although Yukino's hand was on Fushimi Makoto's chest, Yukino really couldn't have predicted his sudden preemptive strike.

As the saying goes, a shot that starts at 0 frames is the hardest to defend against.

Not to mention, Fushimi Makoto loves to use smooth combos.

"Let go... um."

Yukino's voice became muffled again.

But this time, it wasn't an apple that shut her up.

Instead, Fushimi Makoto kissed her.

Feeding you an apple was a lie I told you.

In an instant, the sweetness of the apple burst forth.

Yukino completely unprepared and caught off guard.

This guy did it on purpose again!

Why didn't I raise my guard?

Yukino felt annoyed inside.

However, she also knew that Fushimi Makoto was not using the same technique, and that he knew her very well, everything about her, so of course she couldn't defend precisely.

Interestingly, although her eyes clearly showed a mixture of shame and anger, her true feelings were not necessarily the same.

"Sweet" might not be the most accurate word, but at least she genuinely doesn't dislike it.

She even thought to herself: The apple is really sweet.

Hide?

How do you dodge an attack starting at 0 frames?

Escape?

How do you escape a silky smooth combo?

With a click.

The only slipper she was wearing also fell off.

Those beautiful legs that Fushimi Makoto much straightened up.

Her small feet were covered by white socks, so her well-maintained feet were not visible.

But her feet were completely tense, even her socks were stretched into a cute shape.

After a while, their eyes met, and the entire living room became extremely quiet.

Yukino's cheeks were already flushed with an alluring blush, the anger in her eyes had vanished, leaving only embarrassment and shyness, and the last bit of reserve hidden in her heart.

She gathered her composure, preparing to launch a counterattack and escape from his embrace.

Only in this way can I get back into shape as quickly as possible.

But just then, Fushimi Makoto put his arm around her waist again and asked, "Can we do it again?"

Yukino froze.

His reserve hoped she would resist.

But my truest feeling is that I hope she continues.

She struggled internally for three seconds.

Those three seconds felt like an eternity.

Finally, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Her lack of resistance meant she had told everyone.

Fushimi Makoto kissed her again.

This time, Yukino didn't exert any force in her arms.

Gradually, those slender hands secretly and carefully wrapped Fushimi Makoto's waist.

I couldn't push him away at all.

Yukino's eyes were hazy and unfocused as she thought to herself.