In the time loop, I do whatever I want

Although these yakuza members themselves did not understand why they were fighting with a stranger late at night.

However, Makoto Fushimi's instigation was very contagious; in just a few words, the yakuza organization, which suffered from a severe aging population, decided to start a fight.

The thought process of this group of yakuza members was: I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, I only know that I'm going to go on a killing spree tonight!

There was also a very funny scene during that time.

After Nino's divine power took effect, the old men influenced by Fushimi Makoto grabbed baseball bats and went out first, followed by a white-haired man with a cane, who also followed the group with a fighting spirit on his face.

His leg injury was probably quite serious, as he looked pained with every step he took with his crutches, and his tattooed neck tilted slightly due to the pain, yet he was also filled with fighting spirit at that moment.

So much so that he walked with a limp, his face sometimes contorted in pain and sometimes serious, an expression that could easily become excellent material for a meme on Bilibili.

I wonder if this person's cane will fly around wildly when they're fighting.

After doing all this, Fushimi Makoto left quietly.

That night, the police station's phone lines were ringing off the hook.

However, those who called the police were mostly bystanders and customers inside the bar.

The worst off was the bar owner who wanted to cause trouble for Makoto Fushimi.

At first, when only one or two yakuza groups came to fight, the bar owner's employees were able to put up a fight.

But as more and more yakuza members joined the fight, the bar staff all ran away, leaving only the owner to take the beating.

"So you're the one called Hira Hidego?" the yakuza members asked while fighting.

When the police arrived and arrested the perpetrators, the owner, whose two legs had been broken, cried out in distress, "I don't know them at all! They stormed into my bar tonight and started beating me without saying a word. They even had a picture of me with them and were specifically targeting me. I suspect I've been set up by some powerful entity!"

The yakuza members who had been instigated to come put down their weapons and said to the police with blank expressions, "We don't know why we came to fight him. It seems like we heard an exciting speech? But we had a great time tonight. Officer, you can arrest me now."

The bar owner cried even louder: "Is this your reason for showing me photos and beating me up? Do you have to be so outrageous?"

……

Fushimi Seisai returned to his room to take care of his clothes when there was a knock on the door.

Two beautiful women stood outside the door.

Upon seeing this scene, Fushimi Makoto guessed that Sawamura Sayuri must know something.

So he didn't hide anything: "I didn't do anything extra, I just helped Mr. Hira Hidego make a name for himself, and he should be very happy to have become a celebrity now."

"So how did you make it start?" Sawamura Sayuri asked curiously.

"It wasn't me who made a name for him; it was people from other yakuza organizations who helped him make a name for himself. I bet the baseball bat made a really loud noise when it hit him."

"???"

Although Mrs. Yukinoshita was also curious, she preferred to see Fushimi Makoto in peace.

Since the other party had returned, it meant that the matter had been resolved properly, so she didn't ask any more questions and pulled her curious best friend back to the room.

Before they left, Makoto Fushimi gave them a special reminder: "If you want to know more details, you can turn on the local feature on the short video app tonight. Maybe you'll find the details you're looking for there."

Late that night, Mrs. Yukinoshita and Sayuri Sawamura watched the live video for a long time.

Even late into the night, they still seemed unable to recover from the shock.

"How did A-Cheng manage to persuade these violent gang members to fight?" Sawamura Sayuri was full of questions.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was equally bewildered: "Perhaps...personal charm?"

No, this is the power of the two gods.

Fushimi Makoto thought to himself, having deliberately covered himself with his senses.

Chapter 296 "Checking Academic Performance"

The following morning, the "gangster members' brawl" from the previous night topped the trending search lists on major platforms.

Such a large-scale brawl involving so many people could not have been reported by only a few media outlets; rather, it involved media from all over the country.

Media outlets from various cities brought their equipment and drove over almost overnight.

After a night of fermentation, the incident could no longer be contained. Even though the police did not want the attention to explode, they could not stop the heat from reaching the reporters who came from all over the place, as well as the passers-by who filmed the scene last night.

The most popular image was a close-up of the bar owner, Hideo Hira, crying.

His tearful, aggrieved appearance in front of the reporter's camera, combined with his bruised and swollen face, was truly comical.

What netizens found most hilarious was his tearful complaint to the reporter: "I swear I absolutely did not offend any of those violent gangs. Last night, I was eating and singing in my own bar when suddenly a group of people rushed in, pinned me to the ground, and started beating me. While they were beating me, they kept asking me if I was a good fighter, daring to declare war on them. But the problem is, I don't even know them..."

In just one morning, the interview video of this bar owner crying his heart out was edited and parodied.

As for the yakuza members who beat him up, this is what they said in an interview: "Although we didn't know him, we had a lot of fun beating him up... What? You're asking why we beat him up? To be honest, I don't know either. Maybe he's a natural punching bag, otherwise why would we come out to beat him up in the middle of the night? Last night I even saw a lame old man swinging his cane like a whirlwind, the cane in his hand was leaving afterimages, at least six strikes per second!"

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Makoto Fushimi and his group were discussing the news in the lobby downstairs.

Ichika Nakano and the others were laughing very happily.

They recognized the name of the bar; it belonged to the same group that had caused trouble for Fushimi Makoto yesterday.

"It must be because he offended others too much in the past, otherwise why would so many yakuza organizations work together?" Nakano Ichika laughed non-stop while holding her phone.

Nino Nakano laughed as well: "Do you think it's possible that the reason they started the fight was like in the movies, where they were fighting over territory, and that this group wanted to take over the boss's property?"

“Nino-kun, the news said this owner only has two bars, not just two streets. No yakuza organization would do something so irrational, and besides…”

Yukino calmly analyzed the situation, then raised her phone to show a picture of the old man with the cane wreaking havoc.

The video footage wasn't very clear and was shaky, clearly taken by a passerby with a shaky hand.

Yukino pointed at the video, her tone quite subtle: "I watched this video very carefully. This old man clearly had difficulty walking and his face showed signs of pain, yet he still ran over and hit someone while leaning on his cane."

“Yes, yes, I saw the video too. This old man is hilarious. He was hitting someone while shouting that it hurt, as if he was the one being hit.” Nakano Nino laughed so hard she bent over.

Yukino nodded helplessly: "For an elderly disabled person to come all the way here to fight, it can only be a personal grudge, and a very serious one at that."

The girls all agreed that it made sense.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and Sayuri Sawamura tacitly remained silent.

Compared to the girls who were just watching the drama unfold, these two were the ones who actually knew the truth.

Because they knew the inside story, they were unable to participate in the discussion with a normal mindset.

Because in their view, the whole story was simply too outrageous.

They spent the entire night trying to figure out how Makoto Fushimi had managed to persuade those members of the yakuza organization.

They even sent disabled people!

The two beautiful women turned their heads again in unison, their gazes falling simultaneously on Fushimi Makoto.

However, Makoto Fushimi seemed oblivious, and was happily gossiping next to Ichika Nakano.

Since things have come to this, let's eat some fruit to calm our nerves.

Mrs. Yukinoshita picked up a piece of diced apple, took a bite, and kept stealing glances at Makoto Fushimi out of the corner of her eye.

She really wanted to know about introverts.

But she's hesitant to be alone with him right now.

Although the two usually interact as friends of the same generation, what if she uses her friendship to gather information and ends up losing herself in the process?

As for inviting Sayuri to bolster his image?

That's even worse.

Sayuri Sawamura's face is now like a thorn stuck in Mrs. Yukinoshita's heart.

Unless she loses her memory and forgets those beautiful cries one day, this thorn will always remain deeply embedded in her heart.

After all, Sayuri Sawamura had questioned her before, and she had been nervous several times.

Who would have thought that they had already rushed off to steal the crystal, while we were still guessing...

Sawamura Sayuri was eager to find out more, but the matter had become too big of a fuss, and she didn't want more people to know about it. Therefore, she could only suppress her curiosity and pretend that she knew nothing.

After lunch, seeing that the incident was gaining more and more attention and that more and more reporters were arriving from all directions, Nakano Ichika and her friends finally couldn't resist and decided to go to the scene to watch the drama unfold.

Even Eriri quickly changed her clothes and went out with her.

The hype surrounding this event was just too explosive, and they happened to be nearby, making it hard to resist going to the scene to witness the drama.

Fushimi Makoto naturally wouldn't go.

Yukino wasn't very interested either, so she stayed as well.

Besides the two of them, there was one other person who didn't go out either.

That's Nakano Nino.

But she didn't stay to discuss the shootout with Fushimi Makoto.

"Acheng, there's something I don't know if I should tell you."

In Makoto Fushimi's room, Nino Nakano's cheeks were flushed, and she looked extremely awkward, with embarrassment in her eyes.

"If you don't want to talk about it, you can wait until you've thought it through." Fushimi Makoto sensed her deep inner turmoil.

After a moment of silence, Nino Nakano suddenly got up to close the door.

When Fushimi Makoto saw this scene, he thought he was going to be checked on his studies. But when she ran back, he saw her with her head down and her eyes darting around. She whispered, "I had a really strange dream the night before last."

Makoto Fushimi caught the key words: night, strange dream.

It must have been that night.

"What kind of dream was it?" Fushimi Makoto asked, feigning ignorance.

Nino Nakano blushed even more: "It's the kind of thing that can't be said out loud."

"I understand, it's not serious."

"...Could you please not say it?"

Nakano Nino looked up, embarrassed and annoyed. Their eyes met, and she stammered, "Um, this isn't the first time I've had this kind of dream. Do you think I'm... turning bad?"

As she spoke, her face showed hesitation, and her plump legs came together.

Fushimi Makoto raised an eyebrow slightly.

So it turns out they still need to check academic performance.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. She had planned a night raid before coming out, but Yukino's strict checks thwarted her plan.

She just happened to have some embarrassing dreams these past two days, so she'll probably be feeling very ashamed when she wakes up this morning.

So, under the pretext of confiding in someone about her dream, and while everyone else was out gossiping, she could have a good time.

Chapter 297 Utaha and Eriri

Because of the large number of people involved, this brawl between yakuza members is destined to remain a hot topic for a long time.

The bar owner whose image was turned into a meme will also continue to be famous.

Under normal circumstances, his nationwide popularity would be enough for him to make money through live streaming.

However, he worried that if he went live, the yakuza members who had beaten him would take it as a provocation, so he had no choice but to give up the popularity.

As for Fushimi Makoto, who took on twenty opponents single-handedly in his bar, he had long since forgotten about him.

Is his one-against-twenty performance comparable to my being ganged up on by forty people?

no.

After their trip, Makoto Fushimi and his group resumed their busy lives.

They're about to start building hype for their new short film.

This time, not only was Mrs. Yukinoshita in charge of the publicity work, but Sayuri Sawamura also joined in without hesitation.

In her words, "This is the first major event in my daughter's life that she has participated in, and she has also made a group of trustworthy friends. How could I possibly stand idly by?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita chuckled coldly at this, saying that Sayuri's ability to lie through her teeth was getting better and better.

Can you honestly say that all the effort you put into promoting this wasn't because of A-Cheng?

Oh, I'm only taking it so seriously because of Acheng.

That's fine.