In the time loop, I do whatever I want

“I’ve mentioned Yihua to those aunties several times. They’ve remembered your name now, and they’ll definitely contact you when your movie is released.”

Looking at the calm lake, Makoto Fushimi decided to chat with the two beautiful girls beside him about his thoughts.

Yukino seemed intrigued, putting down her book and unconsciously bringing her pretty face closer: "So, you're actually befriending those aunties as part of your plan?"

"You could say that, but at first I just wanted to get to know more people and then introduce you to them, since you're already role models for girls your age..."

As Fushimi Makoto spoke, he couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect that some of those aunties would actually work in the film and television industry. After making this discovery, I decided to take the initiative to chat with them and try to get closer to them as soon as possible."

Nakano Ichika was overjoyed to hear this, and she understood that the other party was paving the way for her.

Yukino looked puzzled: "You just mentioned 'you all,' so does this involve me?"

“Of course! You and Ichika are one in front of the stage and the other behind the scenes. You have both proven yourselves and achieved results. Wouldn’t it be a waste if such a good combination didn’t continue to move forward?” Fushimi Makoto said with a smile.

Yukino was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Although I have absolutely no interest in the combination you mentioned, and I don't want to team up with Ichika-san, thank you anyway."

She also knew that once Fushimi Makoto introduced those connections to her, her future path would be much smoother.

Besides, Makoto Fushimi wasn't wrong about what he just said. She and Ichika Nakano are a perfect pair, one in front of the camera and the other behind the scenes.

"Acheng, how can I thank you?" Nakano Ichika's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her soft, fragrant body leaned closer.

Before Fushimi Makoto could speak, Yukino's cold voice rang out first: "You can put your worn stockings over his head as a thank you gift; he'll be very happy."

Ichika Nakano paused, her mouth slightly agape: "Sei, so you don't just like legs, you also like stockings over your head?"

Makoto Fushimi said with a hint of amusement, "Didn't you notice? Yukino is upset because you were holding my arm, and she's venting her frustration."

Upon hearing this, Ichika Nakano smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling, and hugged him even tighter, pressing her chest against him.

Yukino watched this scene with a blank expression.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that Fushimi Makoto had guessed correctly.

But that doesn't mean she's out of options: "If you're not willing, I wouldn't mind giving you a thank-you gift."

Fushimi Makoto's gaze fell on her slender, beautiful legs: "You're not wearing stockings today."

Yukino said with a half-smile, "If you really dare to put stockings over your head, I can go buy some right now."

“Let’s go shopping now!” Makoto Fushimi stood up without saying a word.

Yukino's smile froze, and she glared at him fiercely, her eyes filled with utter disdain: "I really didn't expect your skin to be this thick."

Ichika Nakano, standing nearby, laughed so hard she bent over: "Yukinoshita, you're so lame! I thought you actually dared to do that, but it turns out you were just talking!"

“After all, I’m not a pervert,” Yukino retorted coldly.

She had only meant to make a few sarcastic remarks about Fushimi Makoto, but who knew he would actually not mind putting his stockings over his head.

How much does he really like my legs?

Yukino thought to herself.

Once the thought popped into her head, she couldn't stop it; she unconsciously recalled the embarrassing moments she shared with Makoto Fushimi.

The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that the other person really liked her legs.

Not only had he held and played with her legs, but even during sex, he preferred to have her legs together, then grab her feet and lift her legs up...

That's insane!

"Big brother, you're fishing again? Can you teach us how to play soccer today?" A childish voice suddenly came from behind the three of them.

Fushimi Makoto and his two companions turned around and saw the group of children playing soccer coming again.

After spending the last two days together, Makoto Fushimi and the others realized that the leader of the group of children was a girl.

The child was only 7 years old, with two braids and a round face.

Although she looks cute, this little girl has a strong leadership quality, and both boys and girls are willing to listen to her.

"Why haven't you guys given up yet? I already told you, I'm not really good at soccer, I'm better at fishing," Fushimi Makoto replied with a smile.

The little girl said with a grin, "If you don't want to teach us how to play soccer, can you play with us?"

A little boy next to her asked in confusion, "Kotoko, didn't we agree that you would be responsible for getting this older brother to teach us how to play soccer, so that we would be willing to recognize you as our leader? Why have you changed your mind now?"

"Don't interrupt me!" the little girl glared, her eyes wide with cuteness, devoid of any authority.

Yukino couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Nakano Ichika also smiled and whispered to Fushimi Makoto, "Kids these days are so precocious."

Both of them could see that the little girl didn't care about playing soccer at all; she just thought Fushimi Makoto was good-looking, so she found a way to become the leader of the group of kids.

Fushimi Makoto waved his hand, refusing the group of children once again.

The others, clearly used to being rejected, simply took their soccer balls and went to play nearby.

Instead, the little girl, holding another child's hand, stayed where she was and said, "Big brother, you can call me Kotoko."

"Okay, Kotoko."

"Big brother, what's your name?"

"Hanma Yujiro".

"Huh? What a strange name."

"..."

Children are always full of curiosity.

Fushimi Makoto responded with a few disjointed words, while winking at Yukino and the others, as if to say: Why are you just standing there watching? Quickly, help me get them away!

He really didn't want to chat with little kids.

Especially since she's a precocious little girl.

Seeing that he finally showed a headache, Yukino laughed in a very unladylike way.

Nakano Ichika also lowered her head and chuckled softly: "Makoto is really popular."

After a while, a commotion suddenly came from behind.

Fushimi Makoto and the others turned to look and saw that the children's soccer ball had been snatched away by a few young men. The children stood there looking aggrieved and at a loss.

The group of young people were laughing and joking, completely ignoring the child's feelings.

"This is so boring," Yukino said, frowning.

Nakano Ichika couldn't help but laugh and said, "I think if Makoto hadn't gone fishing, he would definitely have done something like snatching a child's soccer ball too."

Yukino was taken aback, then smiled.

Fushimi Makoto didn't care that they were attacking him from both sides again.

The little girl next to her was quite bold. When she saw her friend's soccer ball being taken away, she immediately shouted, "You bunch of bastard adults, why did you take a child's soccer ball? You're shameless!"

Her voice was loud and clear, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

The group of children who had been standing there looking aggrieved stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with admiration.

Yukino nodded her chin: "She's very brave."

Ichika Nakano blinked: "This child has the demeanor of an older sister, just like me."

Xueno: "..."

The young man over there also heard the sound, and immediately picked up the soccer ball and walked over with a grin.

"Hey, we just borrowed your soccer ball, we didn't say we wouldn't return it..."

The leader of the group was a tall, long-haired young man. The group smiled nonchalantly as they approached, but when their gazes fell on Yukino and Nakano Ichika, they were momentarily stunned.

Clearly, they hadn't expected to find such a beautiful girl here.

“I think Kotoko is right. It’s really shameless to steal things from children,” Nakano Ichika said.

The long-haired young man, who had initially intended to strike up a conversation, darkened his expression upon hearing Nakano Ichika's words: "What did you say?"

His friends were still laughing and joking: "Dapu, she said you're shameless."

The long-haired youth snorted coldly, casually tossed aside the soccer ball, and walked towards Fushimi Makoto with a cold face.

He also glanced at Fushimi Makoto, who, despite his tall stature, was alone.

“You need to apologize to me.” He stared coldly at Nakano Ichika.

“You’re wrong. You should apologize.” Fushimi Makoto pointed at the obviously nervous little girl. “You took their things and scared them. You should apologize.”

The long-haired youth immediately smiled.

He clearly felt that he had more people on his side, so he didn't take Fushimi Makoto seriously. He immediately smiled and took two steps forward, looking down at Fushimi Makoto and saying, "You stand up first."

The atmosphere changed instantly.

The long-haired youth's friends looked relaxed, but they were already prepared to take action.

The children were so frightened that they stood still, not daring to utter a sound.

The tourists fishing nearby unconsciously stepped back to avoid getting involved.

"I really hate thugs like you because you always seem to be unable to understand human language." Fushimi Makoto stood up with a hint of helplessness.

He was speaking from the heart.

With his current physical abilities, fighting against thugs would be nothing more than an adult bullying a child, and he wouldn't find it enjoyable at all.

But his words enraged the long-haired youth, who grabbed his collar and even made a tongue-clicking sound often seen in movies and TV shows: "You bastard, do you want me to kill you?"

Nakano Ichika's expression changed drastically. Just as she was about to get up, Yukino grabbed her.

"Don't worry." Yukino's tone was unusually gentle.

She had personally witnessed Fushimi Makoto's skills, and if the two sides really started fighting, she would only worry about whether these thugs would end up in the hospital.

"Are you sure you don't want to apologize?" Fushimi Makoto remained calm.

"Huh? You're really not afraid of death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-haired youth raised his fist.

The instant he threw his punch, everyone saw Fushimi Makoto raise his left arm.

It was like a casual gesture of raising a hand to block, but the speed was surprisingly fast. The palm "accidentally" slapped the long-haired youth's face, and with a muffled thud, the tall man's body flew out diagonally, rolling several times as he hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Finally, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep like an infant.

Apart from Yukino, who had expected it, everyone else was dumbfounded.

Fushimi Makoto's gaze fell on the group of stunned young people, his tone still gentle: "Why don't you apologize on his behalf?"

Nakano Ichika stared blankly at Fushimi Makoto, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement.

She glanced at Yukino instinctively, only to see the latter looking thoughtful, muttering, "He doesn't seem to be using any effort at all. Does that mean he's improved again?"

This is what you call not using any force at all?

The person has been thrown out!

Ichika Nakano was stunned.

The group of troublemaking young people were even more bewildered at this moment.

They all forgot to check on their companions.

But there's no need to check anymore, since the other person is in a stable mood and sleeping soundly.

One of the red-haired boys took two steps back and said to his companion, "This guy is too arrogant, you guys go and take him down!"

"Huh? Me?" The others pointed to their faces in astonishment.

Having witnessed Fushimi Makoto casually slap an adult away, they dared not make a move rashly.

Even though they still have six people standing on their side, giving them an absolute numerical advantage.

"Fools, what are you afraid of? He's all alone!"

Seeing that the group was still standing there and even seemed to be arguing, Fushimi Makoto repeated what he had just said: "You guys apologize to him, and this matter will be over."

"Huh? Why should we listen to you?"

Perhaps influenced by his companion's words, a short but strong young man gritted his teeth and charged forward with his fist raised, disregarding everything else.

Seeing the opponent's flawed stance, Fushimi Makoto took a step forward, raised his hand, and precisely grabbed the opponent's wrist. With a pull and a tug, everyone around heard the "crackling" sound of bones breaking.