In the time loop, I do whatever I want

No, I absolutely cannot do something so shameful!

Then, a hint of expectation appeared in her eyes as she looked at Fushimi Makoto: "Can I train here?"

“I was just about to say that. I happen to have some free time now, so I’ll get you a mat. You can go to the guest room and do some aerobics.” Fushimi Makoto naturally clicked with Eriri’s train of thought.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Eriri said with a smile.

Sawamura Sayuri, standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh, "Eriri has really become more disciplined lately~"

Yukino recalled that Utaha had mentioned this before, but her opinion remained unchanged.

As long as there is a willingness to improve, that is a good thing.

So she spoke up: "I'll join you too."

Eriri was even more pleasantly surprised. She thought Yukino had come all this way specifically to be with her, and a look of gratitude rose in her eyes: "Thank you, Yukinoshita."

Yukino was taken aback, not understanding why the other person was suddenly so agitated, but with elders present, she couldn't remain as composed as usual, so she didn't ask any further questions.

The two beautiful girls quickly decided on the sports activities they wanted to do, and Makoto Fushimi went inside to help them lay out mats and prepared two clean towels.

Sawamura Sayuri, who was watching with great interest, suddenly asked, "You two should be good friends by now, right? Then why are you still using such polite terms of address?"

The two beautiful girls were both taken aback.

Eriri was somewhat tempted.

Yukino was much more direct: "Then I'll call you Eriri from now on, and you can just call me by my name."

"I understand." Eriri smiled subtly, like an elegant young lady from a wealthy family.

But those who know her well, like Yukino and Sayuri Sawamura, know that she is actually very happy right now.

As Sayuri Sawamura watched them enter the house together, her smile grew wider and wider, almost like a doting aunt's smile.

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't want to speak at first, but her best friend's smile was too inappropriate, so she had no choice but to point it out: "What strange thing are you thinking about now?"

"No, I'm happy for Eriri." Sayuri Sawamura shook her head with a smile.

"If that's really all there is to it, then your smile shouldn't be so... strange." Mrs. Yukinoshita paused slightly, using a relatively euphemistic description.

"Okay, okay, I did think about a lot of things just now, like how their close relationship is like a younger version of us."

"Actually, it's not like that at all. Eriri is much more reserved and demure than you, and she's not as shameless as you."

Is it something a good best friend should say, like "shameless"?

"I'm just telling the truth."

"..."

After Eriri finished exercising with Yukino, she rested in the living room for a while before deciding to take her leave.

Makoto Fushimi was responsible for seeing her out, but Yukino didn't move.

The two beautiful women in the living room exchanged a glance; they both realized that Yukino also wanted to stay the night.

As Fushimi Makoto and Eriri left, Sawamura Sayuri was the first to ask, "Yukino, are you staying too?"

Yukino remained calm: "Yes, I'm very interested in the important matters you wanted to discuss with Fushimi."

"Oh? I remember you were in charge of the entire production of the last short film, and A-Cheng didn't get involved, right?"

"Yes, he basically only took on the role of photographer."

"So, you're saying you'll still be working behind the scenes in the film and television industry in the future?"

Upon hearing this question, Yukino subconsciously glanced at her mother.

When she saw that the other person did not express their opinion but instead quietly looked at her, she said with relief, "I am not in a hurry to make a decision, but this is a possibility."

"She's really composed," Sayuri Sawamura remarked.

"Thank you," Yukino replied politely.

"Yukino is so calm and slender, she's really cute~"

"?"

Before Yukino could say anything, Sayuri Sawamura hugged her tightly.

In fact, with her current reaction speed, she could have easily dodged it, but since the other party was an elder, and a very familiar one at that, she forced herself to stay seated and didn't move.

Feeling the other person hug her arm tightly, Yukino shifted uncomfortably: "Auntie Sayuri, you're hugging me too tightly."

“It’s my older sister, you see, that’s what A-Cheng calls me too.”

"..." Yukino pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Yukino is so cute~"

Sawamura Sayuri was as lively as a young girl. She turned to Mrs. Yukinoshita and smiled, "Why don't you give Yukino to me? You have two daughters anyway, so I'll be Yukino's mother from now on."

At that moment, the helplessness in Mrs. Yukinoshita's and Yukino's eyes reached a synchronized conclusion: "No."

Sawamura Sayuri sighed dramatically, "Really, you're being too stingy. What's wrong with giving me one of your two daughters?"

Both Yukinoshita and her daughter realized she was joking. They exchanged a glance and finally couldn't help but laugh.

They also like this relaxed and happy atmosphere.

I'm downstairs right now.

Makoto Fushimi escorted Eriri to the door: "What are you going to do next?"

“I’ll call and ask for advice.” Eriri seemed to have a headache when she talked about it. “According to my original plan, I would either call you or ask Shiho-senpai for advice every night.”

Fushimi Makoto suppressed a laugh and said, "Why did you fill your schedule so full all of a sudden? Didn't you ever think about giving yourself more time for leisure?"

Eriri lowered her head awkwardly and muttered softly, "How was I supposed to know that schedule was so strange?"

She did it purely on a whim.

It's like Sasuke in Naruto, who suddenly gets the urge to show off.

She thought that the schedule was a schedule, and she was herself. Even if she filled her schedule to the brim, she could still have fun when she wanted to.

She never expected that while her mind wanted to relax, her body had a different idea...

Eriri, not wanting to continue the awkwardness, quickly said, "I won't chat with you tonight. I happen to have something to discuss with Shiho-senpai."

"Are you really here to talk business, or are you worried that Aunt Xiaobaihe will interfere while you're chatting with me?"

"You're so annoying!"

Eriri blushed and glared at her.

Some things are better left unsaid; why say them out loud?

She just didn't want her mother to come over and tease her while she was talking to Fushimi Makoto, saying that the two of them were secretly having a long phone conversation, just like a young couple.

Knowing my mother's personality, she's definitely capable of doing something like that!

"Alright, let's leave this topic at that."

Knowing that she was shy, Makoto Fushimi changed to... something even more shocking.

"When do you need me to give you a massage?" he asked.

Eriri froze instantly, her pretty face growing hotter and hotter until it turned so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She rubbed her hands shyly: "I haven't agreed to it yet, why are you talking like I already agreed?"

“Then you can consider it now,” Fushimi Makoto said.

Eriri was speechless.

She certainly enjoyed being massaged by Makoto Fushimi; the pleasurable and stimulating sensations were not only novel but also made her feel very satisfied.

"Um, let's make this clear first! If you really want to give me a massage, then you can't take off my... skirt."

Eriri stammered as she spoke, trying her best to raise her head and appear somewhat intimidating.

Unfortunately, her little face, as red as a tomato, had no intimidating quality whatsoever; it was simply adorable.

“No problem, since this is your request, I agree.” Fushimi Makoto readily agreed.

"You agree? Then it's a deal, no backing out!"

"it is good."

Eriri left happily.

As Fushimi Makoto looked at her beautiful back, he thought to himself, "Of course I agree, but once Nino's divine power is triggered, you'll probably be the first to back out."

In the evenings, Makoto Fushimi would spend most of his time in the living room chatting with three beautiful women.

When Mrs. Yukino casually mentioned that she hadn't been sleeping well lately, Makoto Fushimi, under Yukino's emotionless gaze, took out two more "family heirloom pendants".

The moment the two beautiful women held the pendant in their hands, they realized it was definitely a valuable item!

"Was it bought from a Taoist temple in China? That must be a very powerful Taoist temple." Both beautiful women thought the same thing.

As for the adaptation rights they discussed with Makoto Fushimi, Makoto Fushimi completely trusted them and simply left them to their own devices.

His behavior amused the two beautiful women, but this feeling of complete trust also made them happy.

At this point, Sayuri Sawamura dropped a bombshell: "The reason she hasn't been sleeping well lately is because she got angry while negotiating business."

Makoto Fushimi and Yukino immediately perked up their ears.

Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed their gazes and chuckled, "Sayuri is right, but it's just a small matter, I can handle it."

“Let’s hear your thoughts first. With so many of us here, it’s definitely more efficient for us to think together than for you to do it alone,” Fushimi Makoto suggested.

Yukino nodded in agreement.

Since my mother has encountered some problems, I naturally want to help.

This also serves as proof of your initial steps.

Chapter 320 Are you teaching me how to do things?

Under the expectant gazes of Makoto Fushimi and Yukino, Mrs. Yukinoshita finally did not hide anything and told them about some problems she had encountered recently.

"Just like Sayuri said, I was indeed a bit troubled by business matters. I had originally reached an agreement with the Sakai family in Osaka, and we had even made a verbal commitment. But then their son, who was studying abroad, came back, and for some reason, they suddenly wanted a higher percentage of the profits..."

As Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke, a shadow unconsciously rose in her eyes, clearly indicating that she strongly disliked people who would try to raise prices arbitrarily.

"Could it have been suggested by that young man who returned from studying abroad?" Yukino asked instinctively.

Sayuri Sawamura chimed in, "That's what we thought too, but at our last meeting, Mr. Sakai denied this speculation, saying that he simply felt the current profit-sharing ratio was unfair."

Yukino opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't make a sound.

She knew in her heart that the reasons she could think of were probably also those of her mother and son.

"Is this collaboration important?" Fushimi Makoto finally asked.

Mrs. Yukinoshita: "It's important, but it's not really important."

Makoto Fushimi turned to Yukino: "So you learned your hobby of being a riddle teller from your aunt."

Yukino rolled her eyes at him.

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled instead: "To be honest, it's not particularly important. It's just that if our negotiations break down, I'll have to find a new partner. After all, we've reached a verbal agreement, so I haven't gone to negotiate with anyone else."

Fushimi Makoto understood.

This collaboration may not be important, but Mrs. Yukinoshita is very annoyed by the other party's behavior of raising prices on the spot, and the other party's failure to make things clear makes her even more unhappy.

Fushimi Makoto thought for a moment, then casually asked, "Do you have detailed information about their family? If so, why don't you show it to me and Yukino? Maybe we can brainstorm and come up with a good solution."

Neither Sayuri Sawamura nor Yukino doubted his words.

Only Mrs. Yukinoshita became suspicious.

She felt this operation looked familiar.

The last time Fushimi Makoto asked her for help investigating the local yakuza organization, she had no idea what he was going to do. It wasn't until she saw on the news that all the local yakuza members were fighting that she was shocked.

Even though some time had passed since that incident, she still couldn't figure out how Makoto Fushimi had managed to persuade those yakuza members.

Even if someone were stirring up trouble, it's impossible for it to go this far, right?

She had actually asked her friends at the Metropolitan Police Department, but the police were still completely baffled.

Almost every message she received from her friends was: "Those people confessed very quickly and clearly. The police recognized every single word they said, but they couldn't understand them when they put them together."