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

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Kinoshita Ren sat for almost an hour before standing up, picking up her notebook, and leaving.

Shirakawa Natsumi continued to follow behind, and saw that she did not go anywhere else, but drove straight home.

She skillfully paralleled into a small private parking space on the not-so-wide road, then picked up her shopping bags from the supermarket and went home.

"Strange." Shirakawa Natsu remembered that during the interview, Kinoshita Ren devoted all his energy to writing.

Her husband, a former baseball star, fully supported her at home, becoming a housewife.

But judging from Kinoshita Ren's skill in parking, she was the one who did most of these things.

"We'll observe for a while longer." Shirakawa Natsu patiently waited in the car until lunchtime, but found no new clues.

He received a message on his phone from Arina Hashimoto, asking him what time he would be home for dinner.

Shirakawa Natsu turned to look at the desolate detached house in the gradually darkening night, then installed a pinhole camera in a crack in the wall across the street before leaving.

Kinoshita Ren's residence is a half-hour drive from his apartment.

As soon as Shirakawa Natsumi opened the apartment door, Hashimoto Arina stood behind it, wearing an apron around her waist, smiling gently: "You're back."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the handbag from Shirakawa Natsumi's hand: "Shall we take a shower first, or eat first?"

"Isn't one missing?" Shirakawa Natsu chuckled and reached out to support her slender waist. Hashimoto Arina was becoming more and more like a married woman.

When the hair is tied up, the exaggerated curves of the body create a strong visual impact.

"Get away." Hashimoto Arina reached out and slapped away his groping hand: "Sana is still here."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced towards the kitchen, where a figure was busy at work, a complex expression flashing across his eyes.

Once the name Jingu Nao appeared in his mind, it could not be shaken off.

Although the two women look very different, their delicate, girlish feet are exactly the same.

He needs to find an opportunity to rub it with a tool to perhaps confirm his own thoughts.

"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" Hashimoto Arina leaned closer, gently placing her hand in front of him.

"Hmm, I'm thinking." Shirakawa Natsu's gaze swept over her. After yesterday's treatment, Hashimoto Arina's skin looked even more radiant. "Next time, try a nude apron."

"Hmph." Hashimoto Arina suddenly reached out and grabbed his ear: "Little guy, you're getting more and more outrageous."

"Ouch, that hurts!" Shirakawa Natsu was being lifted up by her, realizing that although Hashimoto Arina was very obedient in bed, she was still the older sister, and many times she would show her authority without mercy.

Shana brought two dishes out of the kitchen and placed them on the dining table. She looked at the two of them with interest and chimed in, "Sister Cai, when you pull someone's ear, you should spin it around for a better effect!"

"Come and eat." Hashimoto Arina, adopting the authority of an older sister, pushed Shirakawa Natsumi onto the dining table.

"This is a feast." Shirakawa Natsu looked at the steaming food on the table and felt a surge of happiness. She looked at Hashimoto Arina, who was serving her food. In order to stay together forever, she had to become a proper blonde.

Shana enjoyed the meal very much, and she played the role of an ordinary friend very well in front of Hashimoto Arina.

After dinner, Shirakawa Natsu sat on the sofa and saw Hashimoto Arina and Shana washing dishes in the kitchen. She carefully opened her laptop, connected the webcam, and then fast-forwarded through the video of that time, but did not see Shimabukuro Hiroshi appear.

A low voice came from behind: "Hehe, it seems their real relationship isn't as affectionate as they appear."

"!" Shirakawa Natsu's expression froze, and she turned around abruptly, meeting Shana's gaze with a beaming smile.

He didn't even realize when Shana appeared behind him.

“Wearing a mask for too long can make you forget who you are,” Shana said in a light voice. “That’s why you need an anchor point so you don’t get lost.”

"What anchor point?" Shirakawa Natsu asked instinctively.

“Something to cherish.” Shana lowered her voice: “Look at that point of light in the darkness, and no matter how far you go, you will never get lost.”

After she finished speaking, she winked mischievously: "The most important thing to me is love~ hehe."

Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange as she watched her petite and delicate back as she turned around. It was so similar, so very similar.

Chapter 265 is a nurse's uniform.

"Don't open your eyes." Hashimoto Arina pulled Shirakawa Natsu into the room, pressed him onto the bed, and told him not to open his eyes.

"What's all this about, all so mysterious?" Shirakawa Natsu vaguely heard the sound of clothes rubbing against skin, and could roughly guess that Youcai was changing clothes.

"If you dare open your eyes, I'll beat you up." In private, Hashimoto Arina is not only gentle, but also a bit domineering and cute.

Shirakawa Natsu closed her eyes for a moment, but soon couldn't resist her curiosity and quietly opened them a crack.

All I could see was Hashimoto Arina kneeling on the bed, dressed in a pink nurse's uniform, her hands busy fastening the buttons on her chest.

However, this nurse's uniform is obviously not proper; it's a tight-fitting style, and with a busty figure, it would be difficult to button it up.

"Sister Cai, I've opened my eyes!" Before she could reply, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed, "So beautiful."

"Ah!" Hashimoto Arina was still buttoning her shirt when he startled her, and she exclaimed in surprise. The button on her shirt popped open, and she quickly covered her chest with her hands, but it was no use. "Xia, you've become bad."

"Hehe." Shirakawa Natsu ran up with a mischievous grin, reaching out to grab her leg. Her long, slender feet were clad in white stockings, the same style as her nurse's uniform: "Youcai-jie said she was going for a walk this afternoon, but it turned out she went to an adult store?"

"Hmph, it's because you've said it so many times." Hashimoto Arina wasn't a young girl either, and she quickly calmed down: "You're such a pervert. Back in the hospital, you used to peek at my legs all the time. You had designs on me back then, didn't you?"

"Yes." Shirakawa Natsu didn't shy away from it, placing his hand on her calf, his hand following the smooth feel of the white stockings all the way up.

When he touched the inside of her thigh, he thought Hashimoto Arina would resist. Her face turned slightly red, but she slightly spread her legs apart to let him continue to move his hand upward: "Actually, I prefer Arina-nee's breasts."

"I know." Hashimoto Arina slowly lowered her hand. The buttons on her nurse's uniform were not fastened, revealing her half-hidden body, which was very alluring.

Every woman has her own unique charm. For example, when bullying Mikoto, the resolute expression on her face evokes a strong urge to humiliate her.

Aunt Mafei is the most cooperative and not shy at all; she will automatically assume the most comfortable position for you.

Nao has the strongest girlish charm. Even in bed, she appears quirky and mischievous. Her legs are slender and straight, and you could play with them for a year without getting tired of them. She also has the best body flexibility, and can pose in all sorts of incredible positions.

Foxes are the most beautiful, and their body proportions are works of art; they're the kind of creatures you can admire just by looking at them.

Sister Cai is in a superposition of shyness and boldness.

"Arina, you're surprisingly bold." Shirakawa Natsumi reached inside Arina's thigh and felt the muddy texture on her fingers. The white suspender stockings were actually open-crotch. Arina's face turned red, but she voluntarily spread her legs a little.

"Because this precious time for just the two of us must be cherished." Hashimoto Arina blushed and placed one of his hands on her chest, while the other hand slipped into his waistband. "I wanted to be gentler, thank you for liking me."

"Seriously, Yuzuri-nee, don't make that face." Shirakawa Natsumi's breathing became heavier: "You're the one who saved me."

“That was then. I’m not someone Xia can rely on now.” Hashimoto Arina moved closer to him. “Now, Xia has his own worries and is feeling pain and trouble. I feel like I can’t help you. I feel like I’ve become a burden to Xia.”

Shirakawa Natsumi shuddered, but his little brother was being held tightly, and Ayana's movements didn't stop. Her fingers were very skillful. He felt that the current atmosphere and the topic of conversation had a strong sense of rift: "Ayana-neechan, don't say such things. You are my support."

Suddenly, Shana's words to him on the sofa flashed into his mind.

"You need an anchor point, to look at that point of light in the darkness, so that no matter how far you go, you won't get lost."

He hasn't turned into a ruthless, depraved young man because of women like Hashimoto Arina.

"Xia always looks preoccupied." Hashimoto Arina leaned in completely, her youthful nurse's uniform exuding allure. Her face flushed, she still wrapped her arms around Shirakawa Natsu's neck, found a seat, and gritted her teeth to keep from shouting, "I'm clearly your girlfriend, but Xia never consults me about it."

Shirakawa Natsu wanted to speak, but Hashimoto Arina forcefully pressed her into her chest: "In the past, after watching TV dramas or movies, I would imagine myself in a scene from the drama, and think, 'Why not just do it like that?' 'That's how it should be done,' and then put on an air of being knowledgeable and worldly-wise."

"But once it becomes my own problem, I can't handle it at all, and I can't control my emotions at all..."

Shirakawa Natsumi took a bite and found the texture quite pleasant, but then he realized that Hashimoto Arina was very perceptive. Because of his promise to the fox, he was keeping things from her, and Arina simply hadn't told him, which was why this scene had unfolded today. After spitting it out, he said, "I..."

Hashimoto Arina pressed him back down: "I'm not as perfect as you think. I'm a woman too. I get jealous and selfish. When I sensed that you were preoccupied, I was more upset that I was being kept in the dark than that I was worried about Xia."

"I can't stand it. It feels like something of mine has been stolen. I'm so scared. When this feeling reaches its extreme, it will definitely turn into a desire to control or dominate. I don't want to become like that."

"It's okay, I'll handle it. Give me some time." Shirakawa Natsu finally raised his head. The bite was so hard it turned purple. Although Arina seemed to enjoy it, he suddenly used force to flip Hashimoto Arina off him. With a gasp from her, he made her stand with her hands on the bed. Shirakawa Natsu stood behind her, which was a good position. "I won't keep Arina-nee waiting too long."

"Xia, I..." Hashimoto Arina started to speak, but with a "snap," she swallowed her words back and instead screamed, "No, not there! You've got the wrong place! It hurts!!"

……

The next day, Shirakawa Natsu sat in the driver's seat with a big smile on her face, experiencing for the first time the true benefits of the Yellow Hair App in dealing with women.

His powerful minotaur heart and kidneys make him about twice as strong as a normal human.

With the addition of the blond-haired man's massage technique, who attacked while massaging, Hashimoto Arina's thoughts about those women were exposed to the fullest extent.

Having satisfied him completely, I didn't have the energy to look for him, which bought him some time.

The only pity was that, without proper preparation, success was not so easy to achieve later on.

It seems that if we want to develop a "Sister Vegetable" product, we'll need to prepare first next time.

A taxi was parked on the side of the road in the distance. A handsome woman got out of the back seat. Her hair was shorter than before, making her look even more dashing.

"Hi, sorry, there are a lot of women at home these days, so I'll have you stay outside for a few days." Shirakawa Natsu got out of the car and took the initiative to greet Miyuki.

Today she was wearing a loose T-shirt that revealed her collarbone. After her combat training, her figure had become noticeably more proportionate and explosive, and her temperament had also changed dramatically from her previous melancholy.

He's bursting with energy; simply put, he's even more handsome now, and he can fight too.

Although Xuanmu Na Mediterranean has no morals, his combat strength is absolutely unquestionable.

“It’s alright.” Mikoto’s lips curled into a smile: “I have a match the day after tomorrow, so I can train all day long.”

"I'll come cheer you on then, but I need your help right now." Shirakawa Natsu took two steps back, putting some distance between himself and her. He was a handsome guy with delicate features, but standing in front of Miyuki, he always seemed like a submissive guy.

It's hard to imagine that the handsome Miyuki was messed with by him so many times.

“Okay.” Mi Zhi Shi didn’t ask what it was about and simply nodded in agreement.

The two got into the jeep, and Shirakawa Natsu handed her a photo of Kinoshita Ren: "She's unhappy in her marriage and needs help."

Miyuki took the photo, her expression strange: "She's a lesbian?"

Chapter 266 Getting Started Directly

Shirakawa Natsu turned to look at Mino Shiki: "Shouldn't you just be able to turn her gay and make her obey your every word?"

"..." Miyuki looked over expressionlessly, and the two locked eyes, the air in the jeep falling silent.

Shirakawa Natsu, feeling increasingly awkward under his brother's handsome gaze, shrugged and said, "Okay, I don't know when I started having this illusion. Let's give it a try."

"Mm." Mi no Shi nodded, clean and crisp, without saying anything more.

The two rode in a jeep and stopped outside the detached house of Kinoshita Ren. Shirakawa Natsu took out her laptop, opened the screen, placed it on her lap, and opened the pinhole camera that she had secretly installed the day before. The screen showed the view of the front door of the house.

The white Toyota Corolla was parked quietly in a private parking space, clearly indicating that its owner had not yet left.

"This is the target's information." Shirakawa Natsu opened a document on the desktop, which contained information that Kinoshita Ren could find online: "This is all publicly available information, but after tracking it yesterday, I found that the actual situation is quite different from what the outside world thinks."

He took out his phone, opened Twitter, and started looking at Kinoshita Ren's profile from the list of people he followed.

The latest update is a close-up photo of Kinoshita Ren and her husband, Shimabukuro Hiroshi, leaning against each other affectionately. The caption reads: "Going grocery shopping with Hiroshi, I didn't know there were so many tips and tricks to buying groceries. I'm grateful that he has always shouldered everything alone, allowing me to focus all my energy on my creative work."

“She actually went to the supermarket alone yesterday,” Shirakawa Natsu explained. “It’s obvious that her relationship with her husband isn’t very good.”

"When you strike up a conversation with her, you can start with her literary creation. She was writing in the library yesterday afternoon and clearly encountered a creative block. I guess she's having a writing slump."

"To avoid arousing her suspicion, I went through an agency last night and rented an empty room in front of her. Being neighbors will make things easier for our subsequent plans." Shirakawa Natsumi told Miyuki all the information at once. As she spoke, she noticed that Miyukiki hadn't said anything, so she looked up, and their eyes met.

Miyuki had a strange expression on her face, staring straight at him.

"What's with that expression? Is there something wrong with me?" Shirakawa Natsu felt uncomfortable being stared at.

Miyu gave him a deep look: "What have you been through while I was away? Why are you so skilled?"

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment. He had been through gangland feuds these past few days, truly dancing on the edge of a knife. If he wasn't careful, his life would be in danger. Now, there was a fox watching him from the side, as well as Shana, whose identity was unknown.

He treated Kinoshita Ren with all his might, considering every possibility, but he couldn't explain these things to Miyuki.

"Love is a war. You need to be wild and aggressive to catch people off guard. Any disappointment can lead to complete defeat."

When Mi Zhi Shi heard his explanation, the doubt in her eyes did not disappear, but she did not ask any further questions and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Seeing that Miyuki didn't press the matter, Shirakawa Natsuya breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the monitor, and waited for Kinoshita Ren to leave.

It's 7 a.m. now. Under the surveillance camera, neighbors occasionally come out for their morning exercise, but Kinoshita Ren's door remains tightly closed.

Neither of the two people in the car spoke.

“Hashimoto Arina loves you.” Mikoto suddenly spoke, his voice calm and unreadable: “Do you love her?”

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was looking at the monitor when she heard her brother suddenly speak. She looked up at him strangely, paused for a moment, and then said, "Of course, my feelings for Ayana-nee are real."

"Then the other women will be heartbroken," Miyuki said calmly.

"What the hell?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at the screen. Kinoshita Ren still hadn't left the house, so she said, "I don't have that kind of charm. They'll probably forget about me after a while, or treat it as some kind of experience. After all, who hasn't experienced a few relationships?"

“You’re more suited to being close to women than I am.” Mikoto rested his chin on one hand, looking over with interest, his face displaying a typical scumbag smile: “Although you’re a bit clumsy, you’re considerate of others. Even lying in a hospital bed, your smile is still adorable. You do your best to think of others. Despite being thin, you can become a pillar for others.”

After she finished speaking, she added, "Also, your sleeping face and shy expression used to be great. Of course, since you became a jerk, I haven't seen your shy expression for a long time."