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

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It's quite like a standard victim template.

Shirakawa Natsu decided that she would immediately come out to stop him if he cried for help.

Nao giggled and hugged his arm.

She is happy as long as she is with Bai Chuanxia.

The girl's conversation could be heard.

"Haha, this guy is crying, poor thing."

The girl in the lead handed her phone to her companion: "You take the picture."

She looked at the clear stream and unbuckled her shorts belt.

"Hey, seriously? You're really going to do it with this guy?"

"Hehe, don't you think it's funny? It's like bullying a primary school student." The girl sat down.

"Haha, you really are a devil."

"Isn't this going too far? He might get into trouble if he exposes it."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The girl said to Qingshui Creek as she moved her body, "You did it willingly, right?"

"Waaah..." Qing Shuixi's face was covered in tears.

"Me too." The girl next to her let go of her hand, spread her legs, and straddled Qing Shuixi's face, her cheeks flushed.

"Waaah..." Qingshui Creek whimpered, shaking its head as if trying to break free.

"Ah-ha," the girl uttered, mostly expressing a sense of psychological pleasure.

Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. How did this turn into a game?

Whether or not to go out, Qingshui Creek's resistance wasn't very strong; was it voluntary or forced?

He reached out and covered Nao's eyes: "Nao, don't look, it's too bright for your eyes. Let's go for a walk outside first."

This clear stream seems more like a case of half-hearted consent.

Staying here is not as good as going on a date with Nao.

“Okay~” Nao smiled and took his hand, running outside.

"Hey, are you a child?" Shirakawa Natsu was dragged along by her, walking quickly towards the venue.

"Look over there, so beautiful~" Nao pointed to a girl standing in the crowd, wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress.

"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu held Nao's small hand: "I'll make sure Nao wears it."

Nao tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, then ran away with a smile, saying, "Look over there, over there."

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi took her hand and looked at her lively appearance: "Nao, why are you always so happy?"

Upon hearing this, Nao turned around, putting her hands behind her back: "I want all the time I spend with Xia to be happy memories."

"Ah." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment.

"I'm so happy today." Nao leaned down and pressed her face against his chest. "Xia has been busy with his own things lately, but he specially asked me out on a date today."

"Sorry, I've been really busy lately." Shirakawa Natsumi hadn't forgotten about her aunt's matter, or the hidden mission on the app.

Before doing all this, I didn't dare to be with Nao every day.

"After I'm done with all this, I'll definitely be with you, and then you'll find me annoying."

"No way~" Nao nuzzled against his chest: "No matter how long we're together, my feelings for Natsu will never be satisfied."

“Yes, me too.” Shirakawa Natsu hugged her.

It's not particularly noticeable when couples hug each other these days.

"But right now, only 61 percent of my heart is with Natsu." Nao said, then became smug again.

"Okay, okay." Shirakawa Natsumi patted her head: "My girlfriend is so cute."

As he finished speaking, he turned around and saw the three girls walking together, chatting and laughing.

It's clear that the period of time has ended.

"Let's go take a look." Shirakawa Natsumi didn't forget that today's goal was Shimizu Creek, and she took her hand and led her to the corner of the stairs.

Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, it is very quiet here.

As he approached, he could faintly hear strange groans in the air.

"What the hell?"

He peeked out from around the corner, only to find everything going black again. He pulled his head back and covered Nao's eyes behind him, saying, "Don't look, it's too much for your eyes."

"Oh~" Nao nodded obediently.

Shirakawa Natsu gestured for her to stay where she was, then poked her head out again, feeling a tingling sensation on her scalp.

Qingshui Creek hadn't left yet, but it was facing the ground and pressed down.

Behind him was another male cosplayer, who was hugging his slender waist from behind in an obscene manner.

"What the hell is this?" Shirakawa Natsu was thankful that there were many cosplay outfits like this, which covered her up quite well, so she could only watch the two of them moving together.

But it's still quite an eyesore.

Qingshui Creek, with her exquisite makeup, lay on the ground, her eyes lifeless, looking completely ruined and devoid of any will to resist.

"Damn it." Shirakawa Natsu certainly wasn't going to watch the two perform here. She grabbed Nao's hand and ran to the staff to report them.

Not long after, Qingshui Creek was seen staggering as it ran out of there.

Over the next few hours, Shirakawa Natsu accompanied Nao while watching him casually stroll through the anime convention.

He didn't interact with the male cosplayer who had just appeared on his page, so it seems he was just a random passerby.

On the way home, it was clear that the investigation had yielded nothing.

"I'm so happy today~" Nao rested her head on his shoulder.

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu felt that the day hadn't been in vain. "I have things to do tonight, so I'll go take care of them first."

“Okay.” Nao didn’t press the matter, but simply raised her head.

Shirakawa Natsu lowered his head and lightly kissed her lips, then waved goodbye and drove away.

It's only afternoon now.

He decided to investigate the last person involved, Yuko Kimura.

According to the address on the document, we stopped in front of a tailor shop.

Through the window, I saw a young girl sitting at the front desk, skillfully processing clothes on the table.

Chapter 319 The situation is not good

The girl sat behind the workbench, completely focused on her hands, as if the workbench was her whole world.

"Strange." Shirakawa Natsu observed her through the car window.

Having just witnessed such an appalling scene at Qingshui Creek, seeing his girlfriend acting like a normal person feels quite jarring.

He looked around; it was just a small shop located on a corner with low foot traffic.

The shop had some kimonos hanging in the windows, so it seemed that the business mainly dealt in traditional clothing.

Shirakawa Natsumi opened the car door and went inside to take a look.

Arriving at the store entrance, I reached out and pushed the door open.

"Ding Dong!"

A clear, crisp sound of a copper bell rang out from behind the wooden door.

Yuko Kimura immediately looked up from her work platform, her gaze sweeping over. Seeing a young, handsome man like Natsu Shirakawa, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Hello, welcome! Is there anything I can help you with?"

She has bright, starry eyes, which makes her look serious and earnest.

"Excuse me, are you the boss?" Shirakawa smiled, revealing a refreshing smile. His medium-length blond hair, bathed in sunlight streaming through the glass, gave him a warm and gentle appearance.

As a pure-love type of blond guy, his blond-haired upgrade path comes with a favorability bonus.

Yuko Kimura lingered on his face for two more seconds:

"Yes, I'll help Grandpa with the shop. Just let me know if you need anything."

Since her date was a handsome guy, she took the initiative and said:

Are you here to order a kimono?

"No." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head: "I came here to order a custom-made cosplay outfit because it would fit better if it was tailored to my measurements, so I wanted to ask about it."

He spoke casually, as if it were only others who would feel awkward if he didn't.

Yuko Kimura's eyes lit up. She opened her mouth, organized her thoughts, and then, trying to speak at a normal pace, said, "I can give it a try. Do you have any pictures of the actual product?"

"Yes." Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone and handed over a game image she had just found online: "Have you done this before?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Yuko Kimura's face: "I've done it for friends before."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Shirakawa Natsu smiled, having observed her reaction.

When I suddenly mentioned ordering a cosplay outfit, her reaction wasn't to ask where I'd heard that from her.

It seems she only did things for Qingshui Creek in private, completely behind the scenes.

Yuko Kimura carefully examined the photos in her hand, glancing at Natsumi Shirakawa from time to time: "Excuse me, have you ever done cosplay before? I think seeing this will make the custom-made one fit better."

"No, I just mustered up the courage to try this time." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched the back of her head and said awkwardly, "Won't it look weird?"

"No way!" Yuko Kimura raised her voice slightly: "Your body proportions are amazing, your cosplay would be a perfect recreation!"

"Oh, thank you." Shirakawa Natsumi sensed that her mood was noticeably higher than before, and appropriately ended the conversation, asking shyly, "How much does it cost?"

Yuko Kimura hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Actually, I've been doing cosplay too, so I thought I could give you some advice."

After she finished speaking, seeing Shirakawa Natsu's hesitant expression, she said in a flustered manner, "I'm sorry, I'm so happy to meet a friend with the same interests. I was rude."

"No, no." Shirakawa Natsu quickly waved her hand: "I was just a little surprised. My name is Shirakawa Natsu. Please take care of me."

"My name is Yuko Kimura." Yuko Kimura smiled and bowed.

The two then started chatting in the shop.

Yuko Kimura was very enthusiastic, and became even more so after learning that Natsu Shirakawa knew almost nothing about it.

I told him a lot about cosplay.

Shirakawa Natsu felt that she had gained a lot of useless knowledge today.

"Ding ding ding."

His phone suddenly rang, interrupting their conversation.

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

"it is good."

He took out his phone, walked out of the shop, and saw that the caller was Onizuka Kinko, Yagami's mother.

This beautiful and mature actress helped him bite in the hospital room.

Was there an accident?

When the call connected, Onizuka Kyiko's voice was gentle and magnetic.

"Officer Kitagawa, I'm sorry to call you. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"It's alright, Ms. Juanzi, please go ahead."

"I..." Onizuka Juanzi hesitated.

"Is it about the Eighth Man? As a police officer, you can tell me anything."

"Thank you so much, it's my problem," said Onizuka Kinko. "I felt like someone was following me on my way home, but I wasn't sure, so I didn't dare call the police."

"Someone's following you?" Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback, then immediately replied, "Okay, Mrs. Juanzi, where are you now?"