Morning.
Just after waking up, Yukino stared blankly at her phone.
There were no outsiders at home, so she was only wearing a light-colored camisole nightdress—with no underwear underneath.
The hem of the nightdress was very short, barely covering the tops of her thighs, putting her beautiful legs on full display.
Her thighs were fair and plump, while her calves were slender and delicate—looking like you could wrap your hand around them with ease.
Her toes inside the slippers were pink and full, her nails neatly trimmed, painted in a young-bud color that glowed like spring blossoms in the morning light.
On Yukino's phone screen was a message from Makoto: [Bro, hurry up and eat breakfast. I'm coming over to hang out with you.]
"Come hang out with me… what does that mean?"
Yukino couldn't figure it out.
Surely he's not coming over right now, is he?
After thinking for a moment, she realized Makoto was the type to do something like that.
But she couldn't come up with a reason why he'd come find her so early in the morning.
Go to school together?
Probably not.
If he just wanted to experience going to school with a girl, he could easily contact one of the five Nakano sisters—or even the rumored Kasumigaoka-senpai from school.
Since she couldn't make sense of it, she decided to go make breakfast first.
After finishing breakfast and just as she was about to head back to her room to change, the doorbell rang.
At the same time, her phone buzzed.
She picked it up—it was another message from Makoto: [Bro, open the door. I'm right outside your place.]
A question mark popped up over Yukino's head.
He actually came?
She quickly replied, "Wait a moment," then rushed to her bedroom and threw on a long coat before heading to the door.
Peering through the peephole, she saw that it really was Makoto.
But… Why the heck was he wearing a motorcycle helmet?
What kind of high schooler shows up at a girl's place early in the morning wearing a helmet?
Yukino tightened her coat and opened the door.
Makoto's auto-aim immediately kicked in, his eyes involuntarily scanning her pale, tender calves and the snow-white feet inside her slippers.
"Watch where you're looking."
Yukino instinctively pulled her feet back and asked, a little irritated, "Why are you here this early?"
Makoto replied, "I'm here to mooch breakfast."
Yukino gave a cold laugh. "Then I'm closing the door."
Unfazed, Makoto said, "Okay, fine. I'm actually here to take you out."
Yukino slammed the door shut without hesitation.
Makoto's expression didn't change at all.
Three seconds later, as expected, the door opened again.
Yukino's pretty face was emotionless. "Let me make this clear: I'm not going to school with you."
"Why not?"
"It's too eye-catching. Especially with you wearing a helmet…"
"Then don't worry—I already took the day off."
"Huh?"
Yukino froze for a moment.
Then she saw Makoto smile and say, "So you'll need to take a day off too."
The words "Are you insane?" nearly slipped out of her mouth.
But she quickly caught herself.
In that instant, Yukino locked eyes with Makoto. Her arms, which had been holding her coat shut, slowly loosened, revealing… a flat chest.
If it were Ichika wearing that nightdress with no bra, it would've been obvious at a glance.
But this was Yukino—so there was really nothing to see.
"Time loop?"
Yukino completely ignored her exposed neckline, her breathing quickening.
Makoto nodded.
Yukino clenched her small fists in excitement, then slowly composed herself and loosened up.
In the end, she stepped aside and said softly, "Come in."
Makoto took off his helmet and stepped inside.
They entered the bright, tidy living room. Yukino's tone was complicated as she said, "I thought you were joking last time when you told me that."
Makoto asked, "Which part?"
Yukino shot him a glare—she knew he was doing it on purpose.
Makoto chuckled. "Oh, right. That line about taking you with me in the next loop."
Yukino looked away. "Sit here for a bit. I'll go get changed."
Makoto reminded her, "Don't forget to call in sick."
Yukino paused mid-step.
Then his voice rang out again. "Everything resets tomorrow anyway."
This time, Yukino agreed.
Just like he said—now that she was in a time loop, sticking to a normal school routine had no meaning.
Everything would reset. She might as well take the opportunity to dig for some answers from him.
At the bedroom door, she suddenly stopped and looked back at his face.
Makoto, sitting on the couch, looked up. "What's wrong?"
Yukino made no attempt to hide the suspicion in her eyes. "You're not peeking, are you?"
Makoto countered, "Why would I peek?"
Yukino replied logically, "Because it's a time loop. You don't need to care about rules or morality. If you wanted to, you could do anything."
Makoto sounded almost impressed.
"As expected of you. The first time I entered the time loop, you said something similar.
You always manage to grasp the key points immediately—second in the grade for a reason."
Yukino kept a straight face. "Are you seriously bragging about being first in the grade this early in the morning?"
"I'm not bragging. Just making an observation. Anyway, go get changed. Your bro here isn't the type to peek at his bro."
Yukino said nothing more and walked into the bedroom.
After taking off her nightdress, she picked up some clean underwear from the wardrobe, her thoughts becoming a bit strange.
This was the first time a boy had ever been in her home.
And she was changing clothes inside while he waited outside.
It felt… really strange.
As she reached for her school uniform out of habit, Makoto's voice came from outside:
"Oh right, Yukinoshita, since we're not going to school, don't wear your uniform. Better to change into long pants so you don't have to worry about exposure."
Exposure?
Are you planning to lift my skirt during the loop?
Yukino retracted her hand from the uniform and chose a long skirt instead.
She was determined not to follow Makoto's suggestion.
She didn't want to give him the satisfaction—simple as that.
As for worrying about exposure, she didn't believe he'd actually dare to lift her skirt.
When she came out in the long skirt, she asked directly, "You haven't had breakfast yet?"
Makoto replied, "Already did. But if you're willing to make me something, I could eat a bit more."
Yukino ignored his joke and pulled out her phone to request a day off.
Once she was done, Makoto stood up and headed toward the door. "Time to head out."
Yukino followed suit, her beautiful hair swaying gently with each step, releasing a faint, captivating fragrance.
And then, she froze at the bottom of the apartment building.
"This motorcycle is yours?"
She looked uncertainty at the Harley in front of her.
Makoto handed her a helmet. "Borrowed it from a friend."
Yeah, after getting kicked into the sky so many times during the loop, those two energetic guys probably count as friends now—barely.
Though once they woke up and found the bike missing, they'd probably explode in rage.
Yukino eyed the helmet reluctantly. "I don't want to ride a motorcycle."
Makoto teased, "Is it because you don't want to hold my waist? Or just don't want to ride with a guy?"
Yukino put a hand to her forehead, giving him a look like he was an idiot.
"Who invites a high school girl to ride a motorcycle this early in the morning? Don't you think this is really weird behavior?"
"I thought maybe you were worried we'd be sitting too close and I'd take advantage."
"Hah. Maybe I need to remind you—I've practiced aikido. And I'm pretty good at it."
"That so? Then can you beat Lord Huang Zhong?"
"..."
Yukino realized she could never beat him in a war of words.
In the end, she went back upstairs and changed into pants.
A pair of form-fitting jeans.
With one graceful step, her long, perfectly-shaped legs swung over the bike, and she sat steadily behind him.
Wearing a helmet, her voice was slightly muffled. "You can drive safely, right?"
"Relax, I've got tons of expe—"
"Experience. Okay, you don't need to finish that."
Yukino cut him off, signaling she understood.
Makoto casually glanced at the girl sitting behind him.
Though her frame was on the slimmer side, her thighs were still full and soft—not all skin and bones.
Just right.
Nice to touch, easy to carry.
As the bike roared to life, Yukino held on to his clothes. "So, where exactly are you taking me?"
"At this hour, most places aren't open. Let's just ride around for a bit," Makoto replied.
"So, where exactly are you taking me?" she repeated.
"Zoo, aquarium, or water park—your choice."
"Why are all your options crowded entertainment spots?"
"Because the quieter places have age restrictions. We wouldn't even be able to get in."
Yukino's voice turned icy. "What kind of places are you referring to?"
Makoto calmly answered, "I meant pachinko parlors. What did you think I meant?"
You better have meant pachinko!
Yukino had every reason to suspect he was about to say something like a love hotel.
Then, a realization hit her.
Why were all the places he mentioned ones that helped people relax and have fun?
At that moment, his voice drifted through the wind:
"I know how hard you've been working, Yukinoshita.
I know you're always trying to improve yourself. But sometimes it's okay to stop and take a break. Besides, your mom already really admires you."
Under her helmet, Yukino's expression grew strange. "You're… concerned about me?"
She had been under a lot of stress lately.
Trying to beat Makoto on the next exam, digging deep into photography techniques…
With her talent and learning speed, she could handle it, but the mental strain and fatigue were still real.
"Why else do you think I came to find you? When you move forward too fast alone, it can get lonely. In times like that, companionship becomes especially important," Makoto said.
Yukino offered her own view. "To me, companionship doesn't mean always being together. It's about emotional resonance."
"Good point. Guess I'll have to try harder—so I can resonate with you sooner," Makoto nodded.
Yukino didn't reply.
Beneath the helmet, a soft smile spread across her beautiful face.
Resonance, huh?
I am feeling a bit tired lately.
My relationship with Mom has improved a lot too.
The pressure came from being surpassed academically—it gave me motivation. But that family progress… that was also thanks to him.
Yukino thought quietly. She knew deep down—she had never disliked this guy.
On the contrary, from his easygoing nature to the way they'd interacted recently, she had a very good impression of him.
He understands me so well… is that why he planned all this to help me unwind?
Even though the time loop will reset everything, for now at least—I should thank him.
After a while, holding down her wind-blown hair, she said softly, "Let's go to the aquarium. I suddenly want to see the penguins."
A little break now and then really is okay.
She smiled gently.
Only for Makoto to say, "What's so great about Penguins? It's not like you're topping up Q-coins."
Yukino: "?"
She thought, There he goes again, being ridiculous. This guy is really a handful.
And he thought: It's time to start winning you over, Yukino.
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