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

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Shirakawa Natsu shook her head. The female protagonists that the transmigrators encountered were all as innocent as blank sheets of paper. Giving away their possessions was a basic operation for them, and they would often bring along female relatives such as younger sisters, older sisters, best friends, and mothers.

Why is it that, apart from the innocent and naive Jingu Nao, the girls he encounters are all more complicated than the last? Even Hojo Kanna, who blushes when talking to boys, is still decisive in love.

Unfortunately, he was still too inexperienced; it was impossible to make a gain in broad daylight.

He watched as the mature and sexy woman across the street suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Miyuki on the lips.

"Don't panic!" Shirakawa Natsu quickly reassured herself. It was just a forced kiss. She was so cool, it was normal for her to run into female hooligans. As long as she pushed them away immediately, she could wash herself clean.

The advantage is mine!

The two of them stared at each other across the street as Miyuki and the sexy older woman kissed for a full three minutes.

The sexy mature woman seemed to be holding her breath until she was at her limit before separating from Miyuki, and there seemed to be a string between their lips.

However, these details were unclear. Shirakawa Natsu judged the situation by the sexy older woman's gesture of wiping her lips with a handkerchief.

After wiping her own lips, the sexy mature woman went to wipe Miyuki's lips as well.

Shirakawa Natsu no longer dared to look back at Hojo Kanna's expression.

After not hearing any sound from her side for a while, she cautiously turned her head. Tears streamed down Hojo Kanna's face and onto the ground. She clenched her teeth, her delicate cheeks slightly protruding, covered in tears.

Without saying a word, she suddenly turned around and walked back.

"Damn it! Miyuki!" Shirakawa Natsu cursed angrily, flicked the middle finger towards the street, and chased after Hojo Kanna with a dark face.

The two remained silent the entire way home, with Shirakawa Natsu escorting her all the way.

"Xia-kun, I'm home now." Kanna Hojo turned around. She wasn't crying anymore, but her eyes were still red. She forced a smile.

"Oh, okay." Shirakawa Natsu was still thinking about Miyuki, and knew that she was giving him the hint to leave, and had no intention of inviting him in.

I've been fooled by comics again. When girls get dumped, they all end up sleeping with the blond guy who was with them at the time.

Shirakawa Natsu wasn't in the mood for anything to happen right now. The mission was grayed out, so even if she connected with Hojo Kanna, it wouldn't make a difference.

He waved his hand and said, "I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything."

As he turned around, Kanna Hojo suddenly said, "Natsu-kun, you need to..."

"What?" Shirakawa Natsu turned around, but Hojo Kanna's voice trailed off, and he didn't hear it.

“It’s nothing.” Kanna Hojo suddenly shook her head and bowed deeply to him: “Thank you, Natsu-kun. So many times when I needed comfort the most, you were there for me.”

“We’re friends, right?” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. “See you tomorrow.”

All he wants now is to settle scores with Miyuki.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Kanna Hojo stood there, watching his back until he disappeared at the intersection.

After getting a taxi, Shirakawa Natsumi, with a dark expression, called Miyuki: "I'm waiting for you at home, right now!"

He felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger. If he hadn't already had a minotaur heart transplant, he probably would have died on the spot.

No matter what explanation Mikoto gives, she will not forgive her.

He returned home seething with anger, and when he opened the door, he saw Miyuki already sitting on the sofa. He roared, "Minoki, what are you doing? I even called you, how could you not hold back? Or are you just lying to me, and that Hojo Kanna is just one of your toys?!"

Miyu glanced at him, shrank back, and after a long while, finally said, "I'm sorry."

When Shirakawa Natsu saw her like this, she thought of stray dogs on the street.

His anger had subsided considerably, and he took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I was too emotional. I've already comforted Hojo Kanna, and there's a high chance you'll make up after you meet. That's what you asked me to do this morning, so I think you should give me an explanation."

"Can't you resist? You could go to a corner, or even just book a room. It wouldn't cost much."

“I…” Miyuki rested his elbows on his thighs, crossed his hands to support his forehead, still with that handsome face and cold expression, but his voice grew softer and softer: “When someone kisses me, my whole body stiffens, my mind goes blank, and I can’t push her away.”

After she finished speaking, her head drooped lower and lower.

"?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression gradually turned into a question mark. On his way home, he had considered many possibilities.

For example, she imagined a love story involving family ties and ethics, suggesting that the woman's relationship with her was unusual.

But I never expected that I would freeze up when someone kissed me. What kind of innocent reason is that?

Isn't Miyuki a big fish king? Doesn't he change girlfriends every week?

Why put on the coldest expression but say the most cowardly things?

"Hey, you're not going to tell me that when you sleep with your girlfriends you just lie in the same bed, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Miyuki shook her head: "No, even with a lot of experience, my body still gets nervous."

"So you were lying to me when you told me you were the one who took the initiative." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. "Actually, you're the girlfriend, the one lying on the bottom."

Mi no Shiki remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Oh my god." Shirakawa Natsu covered her head and sat down helplessly next to Miyuki. She turned her head and looked at Miyuki's cold and handsome face. She felt terrible. She realized that she had been deceived by her appearance.

Then I recalled all the little things I had done with her.

He then realized that Miyuki had never refused any of the conditions he had proposed.

After he fell ill, I visited him every day and moved in with him to take care of him.

She is actually a very gentle, kind person who is not good at saying no.

Including the time I gave him oral sex at the hospital.

He should have realized this long ago; if the dominant party were truly in a position of power, how could they possibly offer him oral sex?

Even the best of brothers won't work; it's clear that Mikazuki's heart is primarily driven by women.

Everything finally came together.

Her cold, handsome face is so deceptive.

"It's all ruined, completely ruined!" Shirakawa Natsu covered her face: "Your persona has completely collapsed. I can't believe I've been fooled by you for so many years."

Even though Miyuki showed it from the beginning, he didn't think about it carefully at all.

"I'm sorry," Miyuki said softly.

“It’s no use saying all this now.” Shirakawa Natsu covered his face with his hands. He even felt that if he asked Mino Shiki to give him oral sex at this moment, Mino Shiki would still do it for him with a cold face.

Chapter 60 I Only Use My Hands

The two sat side by side on the sofa, each lost in their own thoughts, and silence filled the air.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Shirakawa Natsu turned to look at Minoki. After careful consideration, he still felt that this statement was too absurd. Physiologically, it was impossible for a normal human being to become stiff all over after being kissed.

Upon hearing this, Miyuki frowned and looked at him. Her voice was cold, and her handsome, aloof face exuded an invisible sense of pressure when her brows were furrowed: "No."

Shirakawa Natsu was not afraid at all; he already knew that Miyuki was just a facade.

He looked at his brother's lips; they were small and delicate, and he was wearing lipstick. Only then did he realize that Miyuki actually wore light makeup every day, but because she was so handsome, her many feminine features were often overlooked.

Being kissed makes one's whole body stiffen, and Shirakawa Natsu suddenly really wanted to try it. He stared intently at her thin lips, and as soon as the thought came to mind, his lips became even more vibrant.

Miyuki suddenly shook her head: "No, we're friends."

"Is it that obvious?" Shirakawa Natsu didn't argue and awkwardly turned her head away.

“Yes.” Miyuki nodded seriously.

“Then I’ll try it with my hand,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “I still find it incredible.”

He didn't know if Miyuki would agree, and he blurted it out without thinking too much.

Miyuki frowned and pondered for a long time. Just as Shirakawa Natsu was about to give up, he suddenly nodded: "Okay, but only with your hands."

After she finished speaking, she slightly parted her lips, revealing a row of neat teeth, small canine teeth, and a pink tongue.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Were there other things we could use?

He didn't dwell on the issue; with his lips right in front of him, Miyuki's furrowed brows and open mouth looked rather strange.

He extended two fingers and carefully placed them inside her lips; the inside felt distinctly different from the outside.

When her fingertips touched her tongue, Miyuki's body trembled slightly, but she did not resist and kept her mouth open.

Shirakawa Natsu spread his fingers apart and pulled her tongue up. Miyuki maintained a cold expression, her head following his movements.

Shirakawa Natsu felt like she was holding a dog leash, completely in control of her. Wherever her finger moved, Miyuki's head followed. And her body, just as she had said, stiffened noticeably when her tongue was clamped.

Like a puppy being choked by the scruff of its neck.

He didn't play with it for long before quickly withdrawing his hand, resisting the urge to put his fingers in his mouth, and took out a tissue to wipe the secretions off his hand.

After his finger left, Mi Zhi Shi immediately returned to normal, shaking his head with wrinkles: "I don't know why, the hospital tests were all normal."

"It might be caused by some kind of psychological reaction," Shirakawa Natsumi asked. "Besides the tongue, is it caused elsewhere?"

"Hmm." Miyuki nodded, her eyes darting away for a moment before returning to normal. She shook her head, not mentioning anything else.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't press the matter, instead steer the conversation towards Hojo Kanna: "What are your thoughts on Kanna's side?"

Miyuki shook her head: "I feel some pain, but not all sadness. I respect her choice and hope she can be happy."

"Take back what you said, you bastard!" Shirakawa Natsu instantly became furious and yelled at her, "Love isn't something you can just casually find someone to fall in love with, nor is it a lunchbox that you can easily give up or share with someone."

He was really angry. Kimura Momo's progress was like a snail's pace; she only gained four points after a whole night. Even if he pushed himself to the limit, he couldn't reach a hundred.

You're saying you're giving up, when we were counting on Kanna Ushihojo to prolong our lives.

You only lost a love, but I lost my life: "Treat every relationship as if it were your last!"

He said this with heartfelt sincerity. For him, every relationship was truly the last one in his life, and if he didn't take it, he would die.

Miyuki was startled by his reaction and looked at him in surprise. This was the first time Shirakawa Natsu had seen her show such a surprised expression.

After a long pause, Miyuki turned her head away and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"No need." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, her face full of sincerity: "You are my only friend."

Miyuki, feeling his gaze fixed on her, suddenly turned her cool and handsome head away, avoiding his eye contact. After a long while, she finally uttered a very soft voice: "Thank you."

"What do you plan to do?" After successfully persuading Miyuki not to give up, Shirakawa Natsumi began to think about the next steps.

“I intend to tell her the truth,” Mikoto said seriously.

Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head: "She'll only use you as an excuse to trick her into kissing you, unless she falls for it willingly."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Miyuki suspiciously: "Don't you change girlfriends every month? You only came up with this idea after half a day of racking your brains?"

Miyuki shook her head: "They used to be the ones who approached me first, so I won't apologize."

Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Good heavens, true hunters always appear as prey.

Or is it that being handsome really allows you to do whatever you want?

But when it comes to romance, Shirakawa Natsu realized that this was a blind spot in his knowledge.

In the time-travel novels I used to read, the female protagonists were all trying to find ways to give themselves away for free, and their behavior was so simple that it was easy to see through them. They were nothing like the complicated girls in real life.

After the two realized they were both bad at it, the room fell silent again, this time for a long time.

In the apartment building of the University of Tokyo, after returning home, Hojo Maki went to her daughter's room and found her sitting at her desk, her hands supporting her chin, her chest resting on the desk, which was quite effortless.

"Kanna, is something on your mind?" Hojo Maki smiled as she entered her daughter's room. The two were like sisters, and Kanna would confide in her when she had secrets.

Of course, this is because Ma Fei has high emotional intelligence and, as a mature woman, is skilled enough.

"Mom." Kanna turned her head, a smile on her face. "It's okay, it's just a small thing."

"Hmm." Hojo Maki walked over and sat down beside the desk, propping her chin up with one hand, placing her large breasts on the table, and looking at her daughter with a smile, without saying a word.

Feeling embarrassed by her mother's gaze, Kanna suddenly asked, "Mom, can you tell me about Dad?"

“Sure.” Hojo Maki chuckled, her face softening. “He’s a very gentle person. He’s always there for me when I’m feeling down. Although he’s not in good health, he makes me feel safer than anyone else and will step up to help me in times of danger.”

"That's so nice." Kanna's eyes were full of envy. "Mom remembers it so clearly."

“Yes.” Hojo Maki nodded: “The moment when people fall in love, that feeling will stay with them forever, giving them the courage to keep living and becoming a flashlight that illuminates the darkness.”

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Kanna: "Besides, I have you with me. You are the most precious thing to your father."

"Mom." Kanna's eyes stung a little.

"Sweetie, let's go take a bath," Hojo Maki said with a smile. "It's been a long time since we've bathed together."

"Mmm." Kanna nodded, blushing. She felt that her mother's figure was too mature, and even she, as a daughter, would blush, but the atmosphere was right, so she didn't say anything to refuse.

"What a gentle person." Kanna suddenly thought of Shirakawa Natsu. Recently, when she was feeling down, he was always there for her, patiently comforting her.