Time Loop: Doing Whatever I Want

Utaha rolled her eyes at him without much patience. That was obviously an excuse, but this kind of conversation atmosphere was exactly what she liked.

It was something she never had with classmates at school.

She comfortably leaned against the sofa, her long hair casually flowing down, her delicate face full of contentment, emotions constantly changing in her eyes, and her moist lips shining.

Such a beautiful girl was hard not to stare at.

Not to mention her tall and well-proportioned figure.

Though it was just a normal school uniform, she wore it with a hint of charm. 

Her slender waist seemed almost unable to support her fuller-than-peers chest, but looking down from her waist, the sudden display of her full hips and curves stood out. 

Under her skirt were a pair of long, even, black-stockinged legs, her small feet hidden inside slippers, with only a faint skin tone visible through the stockings around the calves.

Even Makoto, who was a leg enthusiast, had to compliment: gourmet grade.

"By the way, Fushimi."

Utaha turned her head and looked at him: "Since you can create stories too, what do you do when you're not in a good state?"

"Basically just relax and find a method that works for me," Makoto answered.

Utaha shook her head helplessly: "I do the same, but it doesn't work well."

She lifted her face and muttered to the ceiling: "Sometimes I fantasize that if there was some external thing to help me stay in a good state, that would be great."

Oh?

Are you asking me if there's a simpler, more efficient buff?

Utaha saying such a somewhat ridiculous fantasy to Makoto showed how much she cared about this friend and was willing to open up occasionally.

Makoto recalled the "Yumiko's Queen's Aura."

Though unstable, he could turn it off anytime, and it wasn't necessarily a deceptive buff every time.

He activated the aura.

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

The text inside read: "Burning."

Makoto was puzzled: Burning what?

Utaha suddenly stood up, her gaze gradually blazing: "Fushimi, can I borrow your computer?"

"Of course, but what's up?" Makoto asked.

"I suddenly feel it — it must be that you just solved all my accumulated questions. I finally entered that state." She showed an excited smile.

Makoto led her into the bedroom. As soon as the computer booted up, she entered a kind of manic state, her long fingers clicking furiously on the keyboard.

Her gaze was fiercely intense the entire time.

Now Makoto understood.

The burning buff meant her inspiration and energy were fully ignited.

"If you need anything, just call me," Makoto said.

"Okay."

Utaha didn't look back, still in that inspiration-overflowing state.

Until 8 p.m., Mayu came to visit, but Utaha was still in the bedroom and didn't come out.

So Mayu heard the typing sounds from the bedroom and asked curiously, "What's that noise?"

"Senpai Kasumigaoka is borrowing my computer to write something," Makoto answered.

"Uh… Kasumigaoka Utaha?"

Mayu came to the bedroom door, only able to see Utaha's focused back and the crisp sounds from the keyboard.

She didn't disturb her, pulling Makoto to the living room and whispered, "It's so late. Why hasn't she gone home yet?"

"Should I call her?" Makoto also thought it was late.

Mayu immediately stopped him: "No, let her be. She's in a good state right now. We'll talk later."

The two chatted in the living room. At 8:30 p.m., Utaha finally came out.

"Teacher Matsukaze? When did you arrive?" She looked very surprised.

"I've been here for a while. Are you done writing?" Mayu asked with concern.

"I was just about to say that..."

Utaha suddenly hesitated.

She glanced at Makoto, then at Mayu, looking extremely conflicted. "I originally planned to take a break for a while, then continue."

Mayu was surprised. "It's already this late, and you still want to keep going?"

After all, she had come wearing her winning underwear today.

If there were outsiders at home, how could she still compete with Makoto?

That's right, she wanted to tutor Makoto again.

Although the tutoring wasn't about schoolwork.

Utaha picked up her teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then sighed softly. 

"My state has never been this good before. Because I worry that after today, I might not have this kind of state again, so I was thinking..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

But Makoto understood: "You want to stay over?"

Mayu realized it a bit late. "Eh? A boy staying overnight at home?"

Utaha felt a bit embarrassed herself.

She really didn't want to give up this state.

Just a few hours were equivalent to several days of her usual progress.

Who knows when she'd have such a good state next time?

Sleeping over at a boy's house was indeed not ideal, but she trusted Makoto very much.

As for the elders at her own home, it was actually very simple.

She had such an excellent impression on her parents that whenever she gave a reason for staying over at a friend's house, as long as she said it was a female classmate, her parents wouldn't ask too much.

Makoto happened to ask that point: "Are you sure you want to stay overnight here? What about your family?"

Utaha smiled confidently, "I'll tell them I'm staying at a female classmate's house tonight."

Makoto: "So you've already thought it through, impressive."

Mayu blinked, thinking: Are you sure you want to talk about lying to your parents in front of a teacher?

"Is it okay, Fushimi?"

Utaha looked at Makoto with eyes full of hope.

Even now, her gaze was still so high-spirited and passionate.

Obviously, she still had a lot of inspiration waiting to be released.

This state could also be called: being hyped up.

"Then I'll help you tidy up the guest room." Makoto stood up.

Utaha immediately thanked him, then turned and went back to the bedroom to continue typing.

Mayu felt strange watching this. Helping Makoto clean the room, she said with a subtle tone, "This feels so weird."

"Indeed, but I can understand her feelings. She's been stuck for so many days and finally found the feeling again. 

She's probably worried that if she stops now and goes home, the feeling will disappear." Makoto guessed Utaha's thoughts.

Mayu shook her head. "I don't understand novels, but it looks like she really trusts you a lot."

"To be honest, yeah."

"I still remember Ichika told me to help keep an eye on things."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but blush and smile.

Makoto saw her silky, seductive eyes and immediately lowered his voice: "My room has very good soundproofing."

Mayu blushed and dared not respond.

But she decided to go home briefly to get a set of yoga clothes.

She often practiced yoga to keep her figure.

And with her sexy figure, wearing yoga clothes would definitely make someone's heart race.

Since taking that step, she wouldn't hold back the heat inside anymore.

The only problem was how not to be noticed by Utaha.

Cover her own mouth?

Or just stuff it?

Before Makoto even thought about it, she had already come up with some "play."

So tonight's operation might as well be called the "Secret Snack Battle," thought Mayu.

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