It's over.
This time it's really over.
Nino felt like she had completely lost face.
If Makoto lived on the first floor, she might have escaped through the window on the spot.
"Why did he come in at this time?"
Nino covered her burning cheeks, filled with regret.
If only she hadn't taken it off.
If only she hadn't wiped.
Just then, she heard the doorknob turn again.
Again?
Nino shuddered and quickly pulled her skirt down.
Just as she looked up, the door was pushed open.
Outside was still Makoto.
But this time he didn't come in, just stood at the door and asked, "I should be able to come in, right?"
Nino quickly averted her eyes, her voice muffled with embarrassment: "This is your house, why are you asking me?"
Makoto came in and closed the door, saying, "About what just happened…"
"Don't say it!"
Nino, like a flustered cat, glared angrily with shame.
Makoto was calm: "Just listen to me first."
Seeing him so calm, Nino held back her shame and didn't continue to act out.
"I really saw it just now."
That one sentence from Makoto completely stunned Nino.
Where's your emotional intelligence?
When you were with me before, you were good at reading the atmosphere.
What happened now?
Shouldn't you avoid things that embarrass a girl?
With Nino's stunned expression, Makoto slowly said, "Although I saw it, I didn't really understand it."
Nino pursed her lips, face burning red, and didn't say a word.
Makoto expected this: "What I mean is, I roughly know it's your secret, so I will keep it confidential."
Nino was about to speak but heard him continue, "To show my sincerity, I can also tell you a secret. That way, we exchange secrets, and you can feel more at ease."
"Eh?"
The girl froze.
She never expected that kind of development.
But exchanging secrets… that did sound sincere.
She still didn't dare to look Makoto in the eyes, shyly asking, "What secret?"
Makoto: "Those two people who scared you while driving, I not only know them, but also know where they live."
Nino was stunned: "Is that really a secret?"
Makoto retorted, "How could it not be?"
"You telling me that is pointless, and I don't want to know."
"Because I know their addresses and information, I can take you to get revenge later."
Hearing this, Nino lifted her head sharply.
This time she finally dared to look at Makoto's face: "You're not joking, right?"
Makoto shook his head: "If I say I'll help you get revenge, then I will."
As he spoke, he looked at the foot Nino had twisted: "If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll keep doing this, and what if you get hurt again?"
For me?
Nino felt a little shy.
He always cared about her, which eased her embarrassment a lot.
More importantly, Makoto mentioned "secret exchange."
Generally, if a boy is willing to exchange secrets with a girl, it means their relationship has reached a close stage.
Nino found that instead of disliking the exchange, she was secretly delighted.
"Then I'll listen to you."
Though still blushing, she finally smiled.
Makoto responded with a smile: "So will you stay here or go to the living room?"
"I'll go out too; I'm done using the computer."
Nino was too embarrassed to stay here.
She stood to turn off the computer and went to the door.
Then she noticed Makoto standing there without moving, looking at her strangely.
"What's wrong?" Nino asked.
Makoto's tone was strange: "You're just going out like this?"
"What's strange about that?"
Nino looked down; her clothes were neat.
Makoto laughed a little and pointed to the chair with a pair of panties hanging on it: "Aren't you going to take that?"
Nino turned, her face blushing again.
"Don't look!"
She quickly went over and stuffed the panties into her pocket.
Makoto thought to himself, what's so interesting about that? I already saw what I needed to see.
He really saw it.
Unlike Ichika, Nino is not one of the Four Divine Beasts.
Though not much different anyway.
This time, Makoto made way and started to leave, but then he heard the girl softly call out: "Fushimi, wait a moment."
Such a familiar phrase made Makoto recall the scene of Conan calling out to Kaito Kid, "Wait a minute."
He turned around and saw Nino quickly avoid his gaze, stammering, "Can you lend me a pair of sweatpants?"
After saying this, Nino, afraid he would tease her, preemptively added:
"I know last time you lent sweatpants to Ichika too. We're friends, so lending me a pair should be okay, right? Don't worry, I'll wash them clean."
Her words came quickly, and after finishing, she deliberately lifted her chin with a shy and expectant look in her beautiful eyes.
Cute.
Makoto really felt kind of charmed.
Just like Yukino, who, after he kissed her, still thought to find an excuse to escape instead of scolding him.
"Of course, you can just pick one you like," Makoto agreed.
Pick one you like?
This isn't a store!
Nino gave him an annoyed glare.
But after he interrupted, she calmed down a lot.
After Makoto left, she returned to the bedroom and reached to open the wardrobe door, but her attention was drawn to the long socks at the bottom.
"Ichika, you really know how to play, throwing my long socks into a boy's house."
Nino mocked, bent down, and picked a pair of dark blue sweatpants.
She was about to close the wardrobe door when her sharp eyes noticed something beneath the long socks at the bottom.
There's another expert?
Nino couldn't resist her curiosity. She reached out and pulled up the long socks, then saw a pair of familiar panties.
That color, that style.
Isn't that Ichika's?
It was like a lightning bolt flashed through her mind like Conan, and she became fully alert.
"My guess was right. Ichika really didn't wear any that day."
Nino didn't even know what she was feeling right now.
Angry?
Definitely.
As sisters, she really didn't like seeing Ichika play around like this pervert...
Nino glanced at the sports shorts in her hand, then simply took out that pair of panties.
Sure enough, they were washed clean.
Good.
Ichika, you wore my long socks, so I'll wear your panties as an emergency measure.
That's fair.
To avoid Makoto suspecting anything, after putting on Ichika's panties, Nino also put on the sports shorts.
Only after doing all that did she leave the bedroom feeling reassured.
But as soon as she came to the living room, she found that the long socks she had placed on the sofa were missing.
That's not right. They were definitely here just now.
Nino hesitated to stand up, feeling that her foot injury had eased considerably, and headed toward the kitchen.
Just then, Itsuki came out carrying a tray of dishes. Seeing Nino approach, she said, "Are you looking for your long socks?"
"Yes, did you take them?"
"Because your socks were all covered with mud and rainwater and couldn't be worn anymore, I talked with—Makoto—and packed them in a bag for you."
"Oh."
Nino nodded.
Then she realized something and asked, "What did you just call Fushimi?"
Itsuki blushed. She had accidentally said it out loud in the kitchen just now, forgetting she was supposed to keep it secret.
"Itsuki, you're acting a little strange," Nino began to suspect.
Itsuki wasn't good at lying, but she didn't want to reveal herself either, so she turned her head to change the subject:
"By the way, why did you stay at Fushimi's place for so long?"
Nino's expression froze.
She also turned away, tilting her face to the side, and said, "Nothing much, I just took a break there for a bit."
"Nino, you're lying." Now it was Itsuki's turn to doubt.
Nino felt guilty and forced a confident look: "You're hiding things from me too, aren't you?"
"Anyway, you're lying."
Itsuki dropped that line and walked away with the tray.
Interestingly, at the moment the two girls averted their gazes, they both secretly sighed in relief.
And this scene was just seen by Makoto, who had poked his head out after hearing the noise.
He felt a bit embarrassed inside.
Tonight, Makoto originally wanted to invite Mayu to have dinner together, but no one was home on her end.
When he called, Mayu gently said on the phone:
"It seems Shizuka-sensei is going through something sad. I'm out with her to cheer her up. You eat first, and I'll bring you some snacks later."
Something sad?
Looks like another failed matchmaking attempt, poor Shizuka.
At 7 p.m., Itsuki finally got to eat the meat buns she had been longing for.
Makoto had made these before, and with his steadily improving cooking skills, Itsuki naturally gave praise.
"Better than the ones sold in stores."
Itsuki maintained a delicate eating manner, her rosy lips moving as she happily complimented.
Nino tried one too: "The quality is indeed good."
She made a mental comparison and thought it was probably on par with her own skills.
After resting in the living room for a while, Makoto asked Nino, "Does your foot still hurt?"
Is it time?
Nino's bright eyes sparkled: "I can walk normally now, but I can't walk too fast."
Makoto: "Then, shall we go?"
"Okay!"
Nino immediately stood up.
She was very eager to see how Makoto was going to help her get back at those two jerks.
She herself also thought those two idiots deserved a lesson.
Itsuki sat dumbfounded on the side, holding the meat bun.
Are these two having a secret call?
What about the massage I'm missing?
She was conflicted and disappointed, her mouth slightly open, wanting to say what she felt but afraid to interrupt Makoto and Nino's business.
Just then, Makoto invited her: "Itsuki, you want to come too? I'll take you to see something fun."
Itsuki was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay."
She instantly stopped feeling down.
Meanwhile, Nino glanced at the smiling Itsuki and thought, He's helping me get revenge, so why are you tagging along?
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