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

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Or rather, he doesn't want to use force unless absolutely necessary.

So when Yuzuriha Yu made the absurd suggestion of living together for seven days, he agreed after a brief consideration.

But reality is always more difficult than imagined.

Although the two were tidying up their belongings together, Inagawa Hanahi was very cooperative and patiently answered all his questions.

But between the two, it seemed as if there was a wall between them; although the distance was less than half a meter, there was an abyss between them.

He must find a way to break down this invisible barrier.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for a 23-year-old adult woman to accept a 19-year-old godfather.

"Do you usually play games?" Shirakawa Natsu took out the comic books from the cardboard box and looked towards the living room, where there was a game console that was still plugged in, indicating that it had been turned on not long ago.

This is a good starting point.

Inagawa Hanahi buried herself in tidying up the cardboard boxes: "I will turn on the game console, but I haven't played it in a long time. I just turn it on and look at the interface. Even though I am a puppet, I have a lot of things to worry about. Looking at the game interface makes it easier for me to relax."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu remained silent, finding it hard to understand.

After taking out the comics, he suddenly realized that there was no bookshelf in the room and nowhere to put them.

The apartment wasn't large, but it felt eerily empty: "You have so little furniture, so are you a minimalist?"

"Is it boring and mundane?" Inagawa Hanahi looked up, her young and pretty face expressionless.

"I'm just too lazy to move. I'm the president of the Inagawa-kai. Moving out to live in an apartment is already extravagant enough. Home is just a place for me to sleep."

"I thought the head of the Yakuza would frequent all sorts of high-end places and engage in high-level discussions with politicians and bigwigs." Bai Xia sat back on the wooden floor.

There was nowhere to put these books, so they could only be piled on the ground for now.

“Yes, there will be.” Inagawa Hanahi reached out and brushed her long hair behind her ear. “After the Yamagishi family was incorporated, there will be more meetings with government members of parliament. However, Yuzuriha-nee will usually arrange it in advance. My meetings are more symbolic, just for work.”

She went on to explain, then, thinking that Shirakawa Natsu was only 19, she changed her words and said, "You'll understand when you graduate from school and start working."

“But you’re not the student council president anymore.” Shirakawa Natsu turned to look at the room. “Why don’t we buy everything we need for the room?”

“There’s no need.” Inagawa Hanahi shook her head.

“I have to stay here for seven days. Do you expect us to sit like this in the entryway every day?” Shirakawa Natsu pointed to herself, then to her.

Inagawa Hanahi remained silent.

Two hours later, the two arrived at the IKEA furniture store.

"How's this computer desk?" Shirakawa Natsu ran to the simple computer desk and sat down, placing her hands on the tabletop. It looked like it was about to collapse at any moment, but it wobbled but didn't. It was indeed a pure IKEA product.

"By the way." Inagawa Hanahi crossed her arms. She was half a head shorter than Shirakawa Natsu, but her aura was no less imposing, and she had an ascetic look on her face.

The two were browsing furniture, attracting frequent glances from passersby.

To outsiders, this is a cool and aloof older sister with her sunny and boyish younger brother.

“Okay, if you don’t want to choose, then listen to me.” Shirakawa Natsumi compared her selection with her memory and quickly chose a set of furniture. When it was time to pay, Inagawa Hanahi took out her card to swipe it.

The sales clerk's expression towards the two women changed to that of a domineering female CEO and her younger, wolfish boyfriend.

In short, they wouldn't see the two as father and daughter.

The mall delivers very quickly.

When the two returned home, the furniture they had ordered was delivered at the same time.

Shirakawa Natsu refused the on-site installation and took out his small electric screwdriver.

When the switch is pressed, it makes a "buzzing" sound.

I saw online that someone connected this thing to an airplane mount, but I don't know how the experience was.

"You just need to push the front end into the screw hole, so it's very convenient even if you assemble it yourself."

He unpacked the furniture.

Inagawa Hanahi stood by and watched for a while. When he needed help assembling the bookshelf, she came over and offered her a hand.

Shirakawa Natsumi smiled and continued tightening the screws. In no time, the bookcase was assembled.

"Sure enough, the two of them worked together and finished in no time."

Inagawa Hanahi didn't stand back down to help him assemble the furniture.

Time flew by, and the sky outside gradually darkened. The two of them spent the whole afternoon assembling all the furniture.

Then they were placed in suitable locations, and the comic books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

The once empty room suddenly felt more like home.

Bai Chuanxia put her hands on her hips and looked at the aloof older sister: "How is it? Doesn't it feel a bit like home now?"

Inagawa Hanahi's gaze swept across the room. A TV cabinet had been added under the television, and the game consoles were neatly placed in the storage compartments below. The small cabinet had been replaced with a coffee table, and the sofa was not big, but it was enough for two people to sit on.

She also changed the layout of her room, placing the bed in the middle against the wall and adding a bookshelf where the comics were neatly arranged.

"Didn't she change the layout of my room?"

“If the current layout is exactly as it was when you left, then Aunt Maki hasn’t changed anything.” Shirakawa Natsumi smiled.

When he bought furniture, he deliberately chose the same style as Aunt Mafei's house.

Although they can't be made exactly the same, you can still tell the general difference.

He pointed to the comics on the bookshelf and said, "But the bookshelves in your room are empty; this is where you put the things you forgot about."

"Boring." Inagawa Hanahi shook her head, turned around and left the room.

"Hey, let's have hot pot tonight! I ordered the ingredients when I got back," Shirakawa Natsu called out to her back.

The aloof and beautiful woman had a stern face, but as soon as he finished cooking the hot pot and placed it on the table, Inagawa Hanahi sat down right on time.

The key to hot pot is that the ingredients are fresh enough and then cleaned thoroughly.

If you're not aiming for the ultimate experience, making bone broth or something similar is the simplest way to eat it.

Shirakawa Natsu was clearly not the type to pursue perfection. After simply tossing in the hot pot broth, she placed the washed vegetables in, then took out the dipping sauce and handed it to Inagawa Hanahi.

"Thank you," Inagawa Hanahi said, a rare occurrence for her.

"By the way, comics these days are much more exciting than before, like the super popular 'Bleach' and 'Naruto'." After throwing the mutton in, Shirakawa Natsumi picked some up for herself without offering any to her. The two of them ate their own food, which was more comfortable that way.

“I’ve seen it.” Hua Fei said, noticing his surprised expression. “I just haven’t bought any more books. It’s not that I’ve lost internet access. I can still find some when I’m online occasionally.”

Upon hearing this, Shirakawa Natsumi perked up. If she were his fan, becoming a father would be much easier. He pointed to himself.

"The author has terrible character; he's been on hiatus for so long." Hua Fei picked up a meat roll.

Shirakawa Natsu silently put down her fingers and continued eating her hot pot.

The two did not speak again.

After finishing her meal, Hua Fei put down her bowl and said, "I'll wash the dishes."

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu felt that on the first day of living together, their relationship seemed to have gotten a little closer.

Chapter 413 is a bit off track.

The second day of living together.

Shirakawa Natsu got out of bed, lifted the covers, and saw an unfamiliar ceiling. Memories flooded her mind: this was Inagawa Hanahi's house, this was the living room, and she needed to spend seven days getting along with her.

"That guy is really difficult to deal with."

His impression of Inagawa Hanahi had always been that she was a pretentious woman.

Of course, things haven't improved much yet.

I just don't find her so annoying anymore.

"Click."

The door opened, and Inagawa Hanahi stood in the doorway, dressed neatly, still maintaining her image as a cool and aloof urban beauty.

"Are you dressed so formally so early in the morning?" Shirakawa Natsumi teased. If she got up to wash, she wouldn't be able to escape his notice, so she got dressed in her room as soon as she got up in the morning.

Inagawa Hana ignored him and quickly went to the bathroom to start washing up.

She clearly didn't want him to see her in her pajamas.

"She still has a lot of concerns about her image."

Shirakawa Natsu had already bought a set of toiletries yesterday. She went in after Shirakawa Natsu came out of the bathroom. The two did not communicate at all, as if they could not see each other's existence.

He ordered breakfast delivery.

Of course, I also thought about making it myself in the morning so that Hanahi Inagawa could have a hot breakfast when she woke up, which I thought would greatly improve our family bond.

But he didn't have his aunt's cooking skills, so he gave up on this tempting idea.

"Thank you." Inagawa Hanahi picked up the sandwich and chewed without looking at him, but said thank you. She noticed Shirakawa Natsu's strange expression: "Is there a problem?"

“It’s not a problem. I thought you were the type who wouldn’t say thank you easily.” Shirakawa Natsuya started eating his breakfast.

Inagawa Hanahi didn't answer and continued eating her sandwich.

The two spent their morning in this eerie atmosphere.

Shirakawa Natsu began to wonder if her feeling that the two of them had grown closer yesterday was just her imagination.

Inagawa Hanahi was given a day off. After breakfast, the two sat silently on the new sofa in the living room.

"Should we turn on the TV?"

Shirakawa Natsu pointed to the television.

"There's no TV signal, and I don't have internet access." Inagawa Hanahi sat upright, not relaxing her posture because of the two of them: "I usually just rest when I get home, there's no need for these things."

"What about the game console?" Shirakawa Natsu pointed to the PS5 on the ground. He was sitting much more casually, lying on the sofa like a useless person.

“There are no games.” Inagawa Hanahi shook her head.

"..."

The two fell silent again. Inagawa Hanahi was like a princess sleeping in an ice castle, having finally managed to pry open a crack in the ice yesterday.

It's been frozen again today.

"Don't you usually have any entertainment?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.

“I don’t need it.” Inagawa Hanahi shook her head.

“I grew up with Mikoto.” Shirakawa Natsu said. Upon hearing the name Mikoto, Inagawa Hanahi turned her head to look at him.

"She is very popular with women, which I envy. Later, I realized that most of the women who like her are the kind of girls who seem well-behaved in ordinary times."

"Of course, there are women who are attracted to her handsome appearance and body, but it's incredible how easily she can turn conventional girls gay, do you know that?"

Inagawa Hanahi didn't answer, giving off an "take it or leave it" look.

But she kept listening to this side.

Shirakawa Natsumi didn't keep anyone in suspense and explained, "Later I discovered that she has a special quality, a quality that is not influenced by others and only does what she wants to do. It's freedom."

"Women are often powerless against the things they desire but do not have, just like how bad men are always very attractive."

"I used to have feelings for her, but I don't remember them anymore. People always make mistakes. Right now, I'm only focused on developing the gang; I can sacrifice everything else." Inagawa Hana frankly admitted, looking at Shirakawa Natsu:

"So I have nothing to do with Hojo Maki anymore. If you want to marry her, don't waste your time on me."

Shirakawa Natsu remained silent.

He also wanted to cause trouble, but the problem now was that to completely win over Aunt Ma, he needed the blessings of his two daughters.

It's already the second day.

He had to figure out a way to carve a hole in her thick ice armor today.

"Let's play a game. We'll ask each other a question, and the other person has to answer it, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Inagawa Hanahi glanced at him with a silly expression and said, "Sorry, I rarely get a holiday, I want to rest properly."

“You say you’re only focused on developing the gang now, then I have many secrets that Yuzuriha Yu needs,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “If it’s really as you say, you should agree to my request and ask me for my secrets, unless you’re lying.”

"Yes, I lied." Inagawa Hanahi nodded readily. "Besides developing the gang, I also had my own selfish motives. Is there a problem with that?"

"..." Shirakawa Natsu didn't expect her to admit it so directly. Goodness, why isn't she following the script?