Time Loop in Anime Multiverse, I Do Whatever I Want

"It's probably more than three or four stories high."

"That's the first time I've heard it put that way, so let's go with that."

Hearing Fushimi Makoto sound so confident, Matsukaze Mayu's curiosity was piqued once again.

The atmosphere of their conversation was quite pleasant, and just listening to Matsukaze Mayu's sweet voice was enough to put anyone in a good mood.

The little expressions of surprise she occasionally revealed only doubled her level of cuteness.

Fushimi Makoto even found himself thinking that if he had a Favorability System, he would surely be hearing "Favorability +1" notifications right about now.

And it would be the kind that just kept on coming.

He recalled a post he had seen online: for a woman who has never been in a relationship, how much does a man she is interested in need to give to fill her heart?

The answer was: just a little bit is enough.

A little bit is enough to fill her up and even earn her enthusiastic response.

The two made their way to the supermarket to pick out ingredients, and Fushimi Makoto took the opportunity to say, "Let's make dinner together. Matsukaze-sensei can make one of your signature dishes, too."

Matsukaze Mayu smiled and said, "Didn't you say your cooking skills were top-notch? I thought you were planning to handle dinner all by yourself."

"Because I haven't tasted your cooking yet, and I'm quite looking forward to it."

"Alright, then we'll do it together."

The originally gentle and sweet Matsukaze Mayu was clearly much more enthusiastic now.

Since it was their first time having dinner together, he naturally had to give her a sense of participation. Even if she wasn't particularly skilled at cooking, as long as she said the words "I'm looking forward to it," she would be filled with the motivation and passion to try.

As for whether her cooking tasted good or not, that was actually unimportant.

What mattered was that a woman was willing to cook for a man, which indicated that she was ready to be conquered.

These were all points of knowledge Fushimi Makoto had summarized during his time loops.

The two chatted happily while picking out ingredients.

Matsukaze Mayu asked about his relationship with the Nakano Quintuplets.

Because she had seen that scene at the school gate earlier.

Fushimi Makoto said casually, "I'm only really close with Nakano Ichika, and that's because she really liked a short story I wrote."

"A short story?" Matsukaze Mayu was clearly interested, her curvaceous body leaning in subconsciously.

If she leaned just a little bit further, her chest would be pressing against Fushimi Makoto's arm.

From this, it was evident that she no longer had any defenses against Fushimi Makoto.

"Yeah, just a little story I thought was decent."

Fushimi Makoto took out that small notebook.

Matsukaze Mayu hurriedly took it and began to read it seriously.

Fushimi Makoto didn't disturb her and continued to pick out meat, when suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He picked it up to see a message from Yukino.

Yukino: [Do you have any more stories like the last one that are suitable for adaptation?]

There was no small talk; she got straight to the point, showing how much she cared.

Fushimi Makoto: [I do. I should have nine stories on hand that are suitable for adaptation.]

Nine?

On the other end of the phone, Yukino leaned back in her chair, her beautiful eyes flickering.

Ever since she got home, she had been thinking: if the time loop was real, then Fushimi Makoto learning photography and scriptwriting probably wasn't just to distract himself from his inner restlessness.

Nakano Ichika!

That girl was an actress!

Fushimi Makoto had never hidden the topic of "conquering" people from her.

Yukino immediately concluded that Fushimi Makoto must have learned these things in preparation for conquering Nakano Ichika.

If that was the case, then what was his method for conquering her?

Yukino had been pondering this question ever since she returned home.

Most importantly, she wanted to understand even more.

Having encountered such a supernatural phenomenon for the first time, it would be a huge pity if she couldn't satisfy her own thirst for knowledge.

Yukino quickly typed out a message: [Didn't Ichika-san say she wanted to treat us to a meal? I don't have her contact information, so you can pick a time.]

As the message was sent, her chest, though not particularly prominent in its curves, rose and fell slowly.

She felt inexplicably nervous.

Because her intentions were a bit too obvious.

But her thirst for knowledge was truly overwhelming.

She stared at her phone, and ten seconds after her message was sent, Fushimi Makoto replied.

It was precisely that reply from Fushimi Makoto that made her face flush instantly.

[Why must you beat around the bush? Is it that hard to admit you care so much?]

Yukino nearly overheated.

At this moment, Fushimi Makoto sent another message: [If you want to know more about the time loop, you could have just asked me directly.]

Yukino: [And would you have told me directly?]

Fushimi Makoto: [No.]

Yukino: "..."

This guy, he's a bit wicked!

Yukino took a deep breath, feeling her blood pressure rising.

This time, she decided to go straight for the throat: [You learned photography and scriptwriting just to win over Ichika, didn't you?]

Fushimi Makoto: [I remember stating it quite clearly; I need to find things to distract myself.]

Yukino: [So, you still don't have Ichika's contact information?]

Fushimi Makoto: [Of course I do.]

Just as Yukino was about to press her advantage and get back at him for annoying her, she saw Fushimi Makoto send another message: [The reason I have Ichika's contact information so quickly is simply because she happens to be a suitable addition to my friend list.]

Yukino: ???

Fushimi Makoto sent another line: [You are too.]

Yukino remained silent.

Putting down her phone, she decided to ignore that guy for the time being.

Time to read a book and calm down!

Yukino picked up her book, but as she read, that sentence surfaced in her mind again: "Is it that hard to admit you care so much?"

Then came the line: "You are too."

She could even imagine the mischievous smile on Fushimi Makoto's face as he typed that message.

Very well, reading is impossible now!

Fushimi Makoto was indeed smiling at this moment.

That Yukino would care this much was well within his expectations.

A girl with such a strong thirst for knowledge and high intelligence would inevitably develop a keen interest once she encountered supernatural events.

It didn't help that he had told her many things without explaining them fully.

Riddle-makers are the most detestable.

Just as Yukino cared about him, he also cared about this girl.

What he cared about most was Yukino's beautiful legs.

They looked so stunning; they must feel amazing to touch, and carrying them over his shoulders would be even more...

Stop.

Fushimi Makoto reined in his thoughts.

Matsukaze Mayu leaned in, her small face glowing with an excited flush: "I finished reading it, this story is great."

"Right? I think it's alright too." Fushimi Makoto took the notebook back.

"It's more than just 'alright,' I could even picture the final scene in my head; it really gave me a start just now."

"Thanks for the compliment."

After the two finished grocery shopping and stepped out, Matsukaze Mayu was still talking about the story.

It was clear she really loved that plot twist.

Just then, a slender figure walking out of a bookstore ahead caught Fushimi Makoto's attention.

Coincidentally, the girl looked over as well.

Their eyes met, and a look of surprise appeared in hers.

Her name was Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Chapter 9: The one who can resist looking at this is a (thumbs up)

"It's Kasumigaoka-san."

Matsukaze Mayu also saw Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Before Fushimi Makoto could speak, she waved gently at the girl in black stockings: "Hello, Kasumigaoka-san, are you out specifically to buy books?"

"Hello, Matsukaze-sensei, I was just passing by the bookstore to take a look."

Kasumigaoka Utaha behaved very politely.

Matsukaze Mayu was very popular at school, receiving high praise from both boys and girls alike.

Even she herself had to admit that she felt quite fond of such a gentle, petite, and cute teacher.

As for the person beside her...

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally recognized him and greeted him normally: "Fushimi-kun."

"Kasumigaoka-senpai."

Fushimi Makoto did not look her over too much; he had already admired her enough during the time loops.

But if one were to ask if the black-stockinged upperclassman smelled good, the answer was definitely that she smelled wonderful.

She had a tall and curvaceous figure, yet her proportions were perfect where they needed to be slender. Coupled with a waist-to-hip ratio that rivaled that of a mature woman, those soft, alluring legs wrapped in 50D black stockings refracted an eye-catching luster in the bright light, tapering into graceful lines at her ankles.

"Come to think of it, you two might have some common topics to discuss," Matsukaze Mayu suddenly remarked.

This comment left both Fushimi Makoto and the other girl puzzled.

Fushimi Makoto recalled what Yukino had said before: most of the time, when someone says "come to think of it," it is a premeditated move.

So, was this situation the same?

Under the gaze of Fushimi Makoto and the other, Matsukaze Mayu's smile remained as gentle as ever: "I just remembered that Kasumigaoka-san really likes to read."

Utaha looked even more confused: "So, Fushimi-kun likes to read too?"

"I suppose so. If he didn't have a sufficient reserve of knowledge, he wouldn't be able to write such brilliant stories."

"Write stories?"

A look of interest flickered in Utaha's beautiful red eyes.

Fushimi Makoto suddenly understood.