In the time loop, I do whatever I want

"Okay."

Shiyu agreed without even thinking for a second.

She also said with a smile: "Teacher Songfeng talked to me about your cooking skills. She said you are a great cook. I have wanted to try it for a long time."

Fushimi Makoto only responded verbally, but in his heart he didn't believe a word of it.

No matter how gentle Matsukaze Mayu is, she would never talk about her personal affairs with her students.

Then the answer is obvious: Shiyu took the initiative to inquire.

She is such a smart girl, she will definitely take the opportunity to find out the news while chatting with Matsukaze Mayu.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but think of an old sentence: Woman, you are playing with fire.

Although this sentence is old and awkward, it is indeed quite appropriate for the current situation.

Since Shiyu came here on short notice and there wasn't enough food at home, Fushimi Makoto had to go out and buy groceries.

Shiyu naturally followed.

"I just want to buy some belts recently. Fushimi, you're a boy, how about you give me some suggestions?"

She asked this out of the blue while they were walking in the mall.

Fushimi Makoto looked over with amusement: "Senior, although I understand your eagerness to improve, and I also understand your worry that our friendship will fade after not meeting privately for so long, there is no need for you to test the waters right from the start, right?"

Shi Yu was not panicked at all. Instead, she smiled and asked, "What do you mean by testing?"

"When you help a girl choose clothes, you're either a good friend or a close friend. Which one do you think I am?"

"A best friend's best friend?"

"I can see that you came prepared today."

Faced with Fushimi Makoto's deliberate teasing, Shiyu just smiled and said nothing.

I do want to improve, but I want to maintain our friendship even more.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so proactive.

Just as Fushimi Makoto said, the two of them had only had brief online chats these days, which made her wonder whether their friendship would fade.

After all, there are many girls around him.

They are all very cute.

Shiyu didn't want to miss this compatible person, so she chose to take the initiative.

She was even somewhat thankful that her identity as a senior student made it convenient for her to do many things.

Such as now.

She looked at the massage chairs in front of her naturally and said, "My mother has been complaining about back pain for a while. Will this thing help?"

A very simple topic can prevent the atmosphere from becoming silent and looking like an awkward atmosphere with nothing to say.

Fushimi Makoto came over and took a look: "I remember this thing was only slightly useful. If you really want a relaxing massage, you still have to find a professional masseur."

"Then I'll try it first."

Shiyu handed the bag to Fushimi Makoto.

The senior student saw something she liked and wanted to try it out, so she gave her bag to the junior student to keep temporarily. Isn’t this a clever way to bring the relationship closer?

She felt a little proud of her own intelligence. She turned around and exchanged a few words with the salesgirl, then lay down on the massage chair.

As the massage chair started, her body trembled slightly on the chair. Fushimi Makoto only watched for a few seconds and decided not to look anymore.

The bad thing about thunder is that it hurts your eyes when you move a little.

After looking at it for too long, he was worried that his eyes would go into "mine sweeping mode".

You know, he has the [Gift from Nakano Nino].

When the two came back from the mall, while Fushimi Makoto was cooking in the kitchen, Shiyu was very considerate and leaned against the door to chat with him.

I can only say that today's senior sister in black stockings was very proactive.

The emotion of "I want to improve" was overflowing from her eyes.

The dinner naturally won her praise.

Fushimi Makoto's cooking skills were already pretty good, and after practicing for so long in the time loop, he had already surpassed Yukino and Nakano Nino.

"I have a question."

Shiyu wiped her lips, her beautiful eyes fixed on Fushimi Makoto: "Your cooking skills are so good, why do you always like to eat in the cafeteria instead of making your own bento?"

Fushimi Makoto: "Because I don't like cold food."

"I see. Thank you for the treat."

After saying that, Shiyu stood up to help clear the table.

Since there were guests present, Fushimi Makoto was not in a hurry to wash the dishes.

When he took off his apron and came back, Shiyu got straight to the point: "Do you have time now? I have a lot of questions about novels that I want to ask you."

"can."

Fushimi Makoto didn't refuse this time.

She has been left out for quite some time and she must be impatient now.

Since she wants to maintain this relationship with me, I can take it a step further on the basis of maintaining it.

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and the notebook in Shiyu's hand was filled with densely packed knowledge points.

She would carefully record all the key points she found useful.

"Because I have accumulated too many questions, I haven't been in a very good state recently, but fortunately I came to see you today."

Shiyu said this, expressing her gratitude sincerely.

Fushimi Makoto casually asked, "Have you made any progress on your new book?"

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be a suspense theme."

"Suspense?"

Fushimi Makoto paused while drinking water and looked over unconsciously.

As a distinguished light novel writer, is he now turning to suspense?

Shi Yu didn't notice his confusion. She rubbed her temples and said softly, "I also had this idea after reading your story. However, before today, many of my thoughts were not smooth. Fortunately, you helped me clear them up."

The word "dredging" is really strange.

Fushimi Makoto drank his tea silently.

Shiyu is in a completely relaxed state at this moment, and her pair of beautiful legs in black stockings are no longer so formal, but rather stretched out lazily.

If Fushimi Makoto didn't know that she was relaxing, he would probably think she was showing off the curves of her legs.

There's no way around it. Among the beautiful girls that Fushimi Makoto knows, Shiyu has the longest legs.

And she also likes to wear hi-s!

This is very powerful.

Shiyu's beautiful eyes moved around the living room, finally landing on the transparent figurine cabinet: "You actually like Ultraman?"

The reason why she only mentioned Ultraman was because she didn't recognize most of the figures in it.

Fushimi Makoto asked, "Isn't it normal for boys to like Ultraman?"

"But in my impression, it seems that children prefer Ultraman."

"You're just following your impressions. Ultraman's audience isn't just children. Besides, I bought Ultra Father, a mature Ultraman that's just right for my age."

"..."

Shiyu rolled her eyes at him unhappily. This was clearly just an excuse, but she really liked this kind of conversation atmosphere.

This is something I have never experienced in school or among my classmates.

She leaned comfortably on the sofa, her long hair casually draped down, her delicate face full of contentment, the emotions in her eyes kept changing, and her moist lips were radiant.

It's hard not to take a few more glances at such a beautiful girl.

Not to mention that she also has a tall and voluptuous figure with perfect proportions.

It was clearly just a normal student uniform, but on her, it took on a touch of allure. Her slender waist seemed unable to support a bust far larger than her peers', but as she looked down, her ample hips suddenly revealed their curves. Beneath her skirt were a pair of long, slender legs in black stockings. Her feet were hidden within slippers, and only the light flesh-colored stockings could be seen from her calves.

Even a leg-obsessed person like Makoto Fushimi would have to praise it as gourmet quality.

"By the way, Fushimi."

At this time, Shiyu turned her head and looked at him: "Since you can also create stories, how do you deal with it when you are not in a good state?"

"It's nothing more than relaxing and finding a method that suits yourself." Fushimi Makoto gave the answer.

Shiyu shook her head helplessly: "I did the same thing myself, but it didn't work well."

She raised her little face, looked at the ceiling and said to herself, "I sometimes fantasize about it. It would be great if there was something external that could help me stay in good shape all the time."

oh?

Are you asking me if there is a simpler and more efficient buff?

The fact that Shiyu can make such somewhat funny and imaginary remarks to Fushimi Makoto shows that she cares about this friend very much and is willing to speak her mind occasionally.

Makoto Fushimi remembered Yumiko's queen halo.

Although this thing is unstable, you can turn it off at any time, so it doesn't necessarily mean it will be a bad buff every time.

He turned on the halo.

In an instant, a familiar frame appeared above Shiyu's head.

The text inside is: Burning.

Fushimi Makoto expressed his confusion, what was going to be burned?

Shiyu suddenly stood up, her eyes gradually becoming hotter: "Fushimi, can I borrow your computer?"

"Of course, but what's wrong with you?" Fushimi Makoto asked.

"I suddenly realized that you must have solved all the questions I had accumulated. I finally entered that state." An excited smile appeared on her face.

Fushimi Makoto led her into the bedroom. As soon as the computer was turned on, she became like a madman, with her slender fingers clacking on the keyboard.

And her eyes were frighteningly hot the whole time.

Fushimi Makoto now understood.

It turns out that the burning buff means that her inspiration and energy are ignited.

"If you need anything, you can call me." Fushimi Makoto said.

"Ah."

Shiyu didn't even turn her head, still in a state of overflowing inspiration.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Mayu Matsukaze came to visit, but Shiyu was still in the bedroom.

So when Mayu Matsukaze heard the crackling sounds from the bedroom, she couldn't help but ask, "What's that noise?"

"Senior Kasumigaoka is borrowing my computer to write something." Fushimi Makoto replied.

"Uh...Shiyu?"

Mayu Matsukaze came to the bedroom door curiously. She could only see Shiyu's focused back and the crisp sound of the keyboard.

She didn't disturb him, but pulled Fushimi Makoto into the living room and asked quietly, "It's so late, why hasn't she gone home yet?"

"How about I go call her?" Fushimi Makoto also felt that it was getting late.

Matsukaze Mayu immediately stopped him: "Forget it, I think she is in good condition now, let's talk about it later."

The two chatted in the living room, and at half past eight, Shiyu finally came out.

"Teacher Songfeng? When did you come?" She looked very surprised.

"I've been here for a while. Have you finished writing?" Matsukaze Mayu asked with concern.

"That's exactly what I was going to say..."