My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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Kanna ran home with a blush on her face. After closing the door, she leaned against it and slid down.

"I'm so embarrassed! Why would Shirakawa-kun bring something like that? Does he like me?"

Kanna suddenly noticed a small square plastic bag sitting quietly on the dining table.

The raised circle on top, along with the words "ultra-thin".

Kanna blushed even more, walked over and looked at it for a while, then reached out and picked it up.

"Was he deliberately left here, trying to express something to me?"

"No, we have to make it clear to him."

“He and Miyuki live in the same apartment. He has to take the tram to get back. We can catch up now.”

Kanna felt that if she waited until tomorrow, she would definitely not have the courage to bring this up with Shirakawa Natsumi again.

But she knew that matters of the heart had to be made clear, and she absolutely couldn't drag things out.

She suppressed her embarrassment, put the safety T-shirt in her pocket, changed her shoes again, and chased after him.

Kanna is shy but has a strong sense of self-confidence and courage, which is why she bravely takes the initiative to confess to Minozaki.

This time was no different. She didn't want Shirakawa Natsu to misunderstand their relationship, so she had to catch up with him, explain things clearly, and return the safety T to him. It would be better for both of them.

But her hand, clutching the packaging of the safety T-shirt tightly in her pocket, felt the smooth texture, which made her face flush red, yet her steps remained unusually firm.

Shirakawa Natsu stormed toward the streetlight at the first intersection where you could turn right. Of course, he didn't intentionally leave a safety T-shirt to give Kanna a hint.

He was simply angered by Consort Ma and couldn't wait to confront her.

Turn right at the end of the intersection, and sure enough, there's a street lamp. Ma Fei is standing there, holding a cup of hot drink. When she sees him coming, she smiles and shakes the plastic bag in her hand: "Would you like coffee or tea?"

"Tea, thank you." Shirakawa Natsu quickly calmed down and took the drink bottle. "Why did you do that?"

Ma Fei gave him a deep look: "Can you abandon the girl you risked your life to protect last time and love my daughter wholeheartedly for the rest of your life?"

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned and couldn't answer for a moment. He simply wanted to NTR his own brother.

Of course, I also have a good impression of Kanna, this lovely girl.

“You already have your answer, and I am a mother.” Ma Fei looked at the night sky: “Is that reason enough?”

Chapter 57 Drunk

Shirakawa Natsu drank his tea in one gulp, and Hojo Maki saw him desperately protecting Jingu Nao.

Now he's hitting on her daughter again. As a mother, that's perfectly reasonable, and he can't really explain it.

I simply want to connect with your daughter as a person, without any emotional involvement. I bet she'll pull out a gun any second now.

There was no point in saying more. Shirakawa Natsu turned around, but then Hojo Maki's soft voice came from behind her: "You are very similar to my husband."

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu stopped in her tracks, her expression strange.

“Don’t misunderstand.” Hojo Maki adjusted her police cap with her hand: “His temperament is very similar to yours. You both seem like you could be pushed over at any moment, but you would step forward to protect the weak in critical moments, just like when you protected that girl named Jingu Nao.”

Shirakawa Natsu's expression became even stranger. His weak temperament was due to poor kidney function.

Seeing Hojo Maki's body, he felt relieved; with a wife like that, her kidneys probably weren't in good shape either.

Hojo Maki patiently explained, "My parents are professors of Chinese literature at the University of Tokyo, and they are also interested in Chinese literature. That's how we became acquainted."

“He would read classical Chinese texts to Kanna when she was very young.”

Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, "Is your husband a devil?"

Hojo Maki looked at Shirakawa Natsu: "Kanna has never had any male friends since she was little. I think she saw something in you that is the same as my husband."

“Yes, I understand what you mean, Maki.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded; what she wanted to say was very simple.

To prevent herself from misunderstanding, Hojo Maki simply saw some traits in him that were similar to those of her father.

No wonder she later showed a mix of nostalgia and complicated emotions when she was in her room.

Human memory is truly amazing; once two similar things are linked together, it evokes past feelings, like returning to the streets of one's childhood, seeing the familiar elementary school campus, and feeling those emotions welling up in one's heart.

"Aunt Maki, don't worry. I only consider Kanna a friend. She's an excellent girl."

Shirakawa Natsu wasn't lying. The task on the blonde-haired app required her to connect with Kanna and get her to admit that she was better than her husband. (Reward: 30 points.)

He didn't have any of the Mi-no-Kami, so he couldn't possibly lose. Thank you, brother.

All I need to do is complete the connection with her.

Shirakawa Natsu even needs to bring Kanna and Mikoto together, otherwise he won't be considered a blond guy, and it's unclear whether that will affect the mission.

Neither of them noticed that in the distance, Kanna Hojo walked by and saw Natsu Shirakawa standing with her mother.

A look of surprise crossed her face, but her body reacted faster than her thoughts, leaning back against the corner.

Neither Shirakawa Natsu nor Hojo Maki lowered their voices, so the sound reached her ears clearly.

“She’s all I have now.” Hojo Maki didn’t put herself in the position of an elder. She knew that the more you try to stop young people, the more you will stir up their rebellious thoughts: “My husband passed away early, and her sister doesn’t even want to call me Mom. I don’t know what I should do if Kanna gets hurt.”

Hojo Maki seemed to have touched a sore spot, her eyes slightly red. The image of a strong mother who endured hardship alone and still managed to smile in front of her child was thus established.

Shirakawa Natsu was startled by her. A young and beautiful married woman was wiping away her tears pitifully and helplessly. No one could remain indifferent to that. He quickly assured her, "Aunt Maki, don't worry, I won't hurt Kanna."

Hojo Maki covered her eyes with her hands, seemingly not wanting anyone to see her tears.

In the instant she turned her head away, she carefully observed Shirakawa Natsu's facial expression out of the corner of her eye. Based on her criminal investigation experience, she could tell that he wasn't lying. Only then did she rub her eyes forcefully with her hand, making them look as if she had been crying, before turning her head and bowing ninety degrees to Shirakawa Natsu.

"Please, Xia, I just hope that she can date a boy she likes like an ordinary girl, and then get married. Although it's not often that she has the opportunity to meet someone she can cherish for a lifetime, this is still my expectation as a mother."

Shirakawa Natsu nodded, understanding the difficulties of being a single mother.

He felt that Hojo Maki spoke very skillfully, using a very tactful way to express her refusal to associate with them.

If he were an ordinary 18-year-old boy, he would definitely agree with her.

Even now, his determination to complete the mission remains unwavering.

After hearing Hojo Maki's words, she decided to complete the mission in the least damaging way.

Both were satisfied with the outcome of the conversation.

Kanna Hojo had already left; she was swaying slightly and hadn't returned the safety T-shirt from her pocket to Natsu Shirakawa.

Tears streamed from her eyes, flowing down her cheeks and onto the ground.

Her mother's words just now revealed a deep affection for her that she was experiencing for the first time.

She then realized that her usually heroic and strong mother was also a woman who had lost her husband.

However, she simply hid her vulnerable side in front of others.

Her only wish for herself was to be happy, a simple kind of happiness.

Kanna Hojo didn't know how she got home. After returning to her familiar room, she finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her hands trembled as she picked up her phone, her finger hovering over the number labeled "Mi no Shimi".

After repeating it several times, I finally dialed the number, suppressing my sobs and trying to make my voice sound normal: "I'm sorry, let's break up."

That one sentence drained all her courage, and her phone fell onto the bed.

Not many parents would accept her coming out, and she didn't want to gamble.

Shirakawa Natsu felt she had gained a lot this time. Although there was some awkwardness with Hojo Kanna, she finally understood why Hojo Kanna was so close to her.

The next step is to take advantage of this and wait for Miyuki to be caught messing around with other women.

While comforting Hojo Kanna, he took the opportunity to connect with her, knowing that he possessed a blonde-haired app, not a pure love app.

He would never trust Miyuki to do anything wrong, except for this one thing; he wouldn't have to wait long.

Everything is proceeding smoothly and according to plan.

I never imagined things would go wrong.

The trams were crowded at that time, and it was difficult to hail a taxi in Dongguo. By the time he got home, it was already an hour later.

When I returned to the apartment, I found the lights were off and there was a foul, acidic smell in the air.

"Strange?" Shirakawa Natsu frowned, covered her nose with her hand, and reached out to turn on the light.

With a click, the duplex hall was instantly illuminated, and Mi Zhi Shi sat half-sitting on the sofa, his clothes disheveled.

There were empty bottles lying around me, and vomit on the ground. The foul smell was coming from the ground.

"Hey, what happened?" Shirakawa Natsu put down her backpack, walked to the sofa, and nudged Miyuki with her hand.

She was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with some of her own vomit on the cuffs of her jeans.

Her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her chest was rising and falling—she was still alive.

After being pushed a few times by Shirakawa Natsu, he slowly opened his eyes, only slightly slit open because he couldn't stand the bright light.

Upon recognizing Shirakawa Natsumi, he closed his eyes again, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh," it opened its mouth wide.

Shirakawa Natsu reacted quickly, picking up a trash can from the side and placing it under her.

He pinched his nose and looked at Miyuki, who was vomiting violently while leaning over the trash can: "If you had eaten even one peanut, you wouldn't be vomiting like this."

This time, Miyuki's stomach seemed to be empty; he only vomited some gastric juices, and a sour smell filled the air.

Shirakawa Natsu admired those guys who picked up corpses. Even a cool older sister like Miyuki would only feel disgusting after vomiting, so how could she possibly be able to get going?

Miyuki gagged for three minutes before finally raising her head again.

Shirakawa Natsu poured her a glass of warm water: "Hey, what happened?"

"It's okay, I'm going to take a shower." Miyuki waved her hand with her eyes closed, stood up with difficulty, and walked towards the bathroom.

Shirakawa Natsu followed behind her, worried, and watched as she took off her clothes and threw them on the floor before entering the bathroom.

Then the water was turned on, and a long leg stepped into the bathtub, swaying slightly due to the instability.

When Shirakawa Natsu tried to help her up, she straightened up again.

He discovered that Miyuki had a habit of trimming her hair, making it exceptionally clean and tidy.

After lying in the bathtub, she quickly closed her eyes and remained still.

"Do you need my help?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.

Mi no Shi nodded with her eyes closed.

Shirakawa Natsuya also took off his clothes. He was quite tired after a long day, so he quickly washed himself.

Then he sprayed shower gel on Miyuki's body. She wasn't completely drunk, and she could cooperate by raising her hands and opening her legs without any problems.

Otherwise, given Shirakawa Natsu's frail physique, he would have no chance against Mi no Kumi, who is 1.79 meters tall.

I just gave her a quick wash with water, without cleaning her thoroughly.

After drying her off with a bath towel, he tossed her back into the room without dressing her in pajamas. Miyuki liked to sleep naked; he had once encountered her naked when he got up to go to the bathroom at night.

Before leaving, I covered her with a blanket and turned on the air conditioner to prevent her from catching a cold.

Shirakawa Natsu had originally wanted to talk to her about Hojo Kanna, but it seems she'll have to wait until next time.

Back in my room, lying on my bed, I routinely opened the Yellow Hair app, just like when I play mobile games, even after I've used up all my sanity, I still have to open it to read a producer's article before going to sleep.

As usual, I opened each option one by one, when I opened the side quest.

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly sat up in bed: "Holy crap, my mission! Such a big mission! Why is it grayed out?!"

The side quests that were originally a symbol of hope have now turned ashen.

Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her fingers vigorously and finally achieved a breakthrough.

"The mission is frozen because the friend and the mission partner have ended their romantic relationship. It will automatically activate when the romantic relationship is re-established."

Upon seeing the notification, Shirakawa Natsu's face turned pale and then flushed.

I just went to Kanna Hojo's house for a meal.

Why did their relationship end? What did I miss?

Kimura Momo's progress is too slow; he needs to complete the side quests to survive.

"This is ridiculous! Am I supposed to figure out a way to get them back together, and then dump them?"