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“That’s right.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, her expression serious, but her body slightly raised her buttocks, the stark contrast giving her a strange charm, and an unnamed fire surged within her.
Reach out with both hands, support her hip bones, and lift her skirt up to her waist.
Kimura Momo is eye-catching wherever she stands, and many people saw her pulling him into the dressing room.
However, Shirakawa Natsu couldn't care less about that now. Suddenly, she could understand those guys who had beds at home but still had sex in the wild.
Looking at Kimura Momo supporting her body with her two slender arms, her clothes were off but not completely off.
He felt better than usual.
He watched as the wooden door to the locker room swayed slightly, and the lecherous fox turned its head, opened its mouth slightly, and stuck out its little pink tongue.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that the lecherous fox wanted her to lick her tongue, so she leaned in and kissed her lips.
After all, it was in the locker room, and the time was short.
After shivering for a moment, Shirakawa Natsu hugged her from behind: "How do you feel?"
Kimura Momo smiled, did not answer immediately, opened her mouth, and bit Shirakawa Natsu's neck.
"Ah!" Shirakawa Natsu cried out in pain and got off her.
Kimura Momo laughed and said, "It's more fun than staying at home."
She used her underwear to cover herself, straightened her clothes, and pushed open the door to walk out of the dressing room.
Shirakawa Natsu followed behind her. The two were seen by many people when they went in, and now they were being stared at curiously.
Kimura Momo didn't care about other people's stares. She took Shirakawa Natsu's hand, paid at the counter, and left together.
The two went to see a movie together, and Shirakawa Natsu kept glancing at the lecherous fox.
The colored light from the screen shone on her face, making the fox in the darkness strangely alluring.
Shirakawa Natsumi was still hoping that among the dating tips she had read, there would be any suggestions on letting your boyfriend bite you in the movie theater.
The truth is that Kimura Momo watched the entire movie quietly.
The two came out of the movie theater together.
The evening breeze felt cool on their faces.
The two walked downstairs to the apartment building.
"How was the date?" Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what to say for a moment. Kimura Momo was clearly different from usual today.
"Not bad," Kimura Momo smiled. "Experiencing is more interesting than observing."
Shirakawa Natsumi touched her head, looking at Kimura Momo's stunning face, wondering if she was any different today.
Perhaps it's more like a human being, standing in a corner as an observer.
He checked the time; it was already 8 p.m.: "Then let's call it a day."
Shirakawa Natsu had just glanced at her phone; on the yellow-haired app, their affection level had increased from 61 to 63.
This time, his score increased by two points, which is equivalent to him going for two consecutive nights.
"Today isn't over yet," Kimura Momo laughed. "So we're still on our date."
Shirakawa Natsu was stunned, her right hand being held by hers as they walked towards the elevator.
The elevator arrived on the 12th floor, and he was led by the hand into a familiar room.
Kimura Momo lay down on the bed and gestured for him to lie down as well.
Shirakawa Natsu found it strange. He lay down next to her, turned to face her, and kept thinking about the 63 points of affection.
She's in great shape today. Shirakawa Natsu saw a video of a yoga girl online these past two days.
Kimura Momo's body is very flexible; if you fold her body in half and press her mouth and pubic bone together, it should be possible.
that's it.
Shirakawa Natsu made up her mind and placed her hand on her waist.
He suddenly met Kimura Momo's gaze, and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't describe the look in her eyes.
Pure, without any impurities; you can see neither liking nor disliking in those eyes.
Even though she's lying right next to me, it feels like she could disappear at any moment.
Like a beautiful fox that occasionally sneaks into your home through the window, she'll take a bite if you throw her a sausage.
She might whine and call out to you, but once she jumps out the window, nobody knows if she'll ever come back.
Perhaps all I can do is look out the window and wait for that white figure to reappear.
The relationships between people are fixed, but those between foxes are not.
Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but hold her hand; it was slender and soft, and only when she held it did she feel a sense of security.
"Is there something you want to say to me?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously.
"No," Kimura Momo laughed. "Just lie there like that."
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. After staring at her for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Zao Nu, do you like me?"
"I don't know what kind of emotion 'liking' means to humans," Kimura Momo said with a smile. "But after going on a date with you today, I had the thought, 'So this is what dating feels like.'"
Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what to say. Both of them were lying on their sides, and they could clearly see each other's faces.
Kimura Momo's face remained calm as she spoke.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that the lewd fox wouldn't lie; every word she said was her true thought.
“Many people have already left my side.” Shirakawa Natsu’s eyes showed a hint of loneliness.
He longed to be a warrior of pure love, so he wouldn't have to struggle with so many things and could live a quiet life with the person he loved.
Of course, without the Huangmao app, he would have died in his hospital bed long ago.
He wouldn't say he was hypocritical, because everything he did to complete the task was out of his own will.
He will also take responsibility for the women he has relationships with.
"You lecherous fox." Shirakawa Natsu looked at Kimura Momo's stunningly beautiful face: "Can you stay by my side?"
He meant it sincerely. A weary heart always finds a harbor to rest in. People come and go, but in the end, only the lecherous fox remains quietly standing in the same place.
At that moment, he had a feeling that living with a lecherous fox wouldn't be so bad.
It's definitely not because she's pretty.
When asked by him, Kimura Momo smiled without hesitation and said, "No."
"..." Shirakawa Natsumi was momentarily stunned, and opened her mouth to say, "You went on a date with me today, doesn't that mean you like me?"
“Yes,” Kimura Momo smiled, “but we have different life forms, and our understanding of partners is also different.”
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"You went on a date with me today, and you even did it with me in the locker room?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't hold back anymore, with Kimura Momo right in front of her.
He sat up, lay on top of her, and pressed her down beneath him.
Kimura Momo didn't resist; she just let him pin her down, smiling as she looked at him.
Shirakawa Natsu felt she should do something, but didn't know what to do, so she could only collapse onto the bed in despair.
The two then lay side by side again.
"You keep saying you won't stay by my side, so why haven't you left yet?" Shirakawa Natsu wanted to find the loopholes in Kimura Momo's words through facts.
“Because our lifespans are different,” the algae woman explained calmly. “What you perceive as a long time is just like an afternoon nap in my life. Of course, we just have different ways of continuing our lives. Your bloodline will also be passed down through genes, so in a sense, your child is also you.”
"So you're saying that I'm your partner, and that includes my offspring?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched.
Kimura Momo tilted her head, seemingly thinking, and after a while nodded: "Well, if it's not with my child, then theoretically yes."
"You, you..." Shirakawa Natsu was furious at her words and pointed at Kimura Momo.
What kind of brain-dead plot is this?
What's most painful is that Kimura Momo wouldn't lie, at least not at this moment.
At that moment, he deeply realized the differences in cognition between humans and monsters.
Fortunately, thoughts can be changed.
He still has time, and with the Yellow Hair app around, Kimura Momo might not actually outlive him.
"So, you might leave me at any time?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked again.
"Yes." Kimura Momo nodded with a smile.
"No." Holding her tightly, Jingu Nao, Miyuki, and Hashimoto Arina temporarily left.
It's making him almost develop PTSD, and Kimura Momo is different from them.
Whether it's Hashimoto Arina or Jingu Nao, they both know exactly where they are and always come back.
The cunning fox is different; it's like a little fox that sneaks into your house and whines, eats the sausage you're given, and then runs away in a flash.
It is a complete uncertainty.
Given her sense of time, when she returns, she might already be surrounded by children and grandchildren, and might even be lying in a hospital bed.
He held Kimura Momo tightly, feeling a sense of security only when he felt the body in his arms.
After experiencing several women, he has come to realize that no one is a given that will stay by your side.
That night, he and Kimura Momo did nothing but hold her tightly in his arms.
The next day, Shirakawa Natsumi, the fox, didn't have a good solution for the time being.
After last night, the favorability rating has increased to 65.
Shirakawa Natsu turned his attention back to the side quests. Kimura Momo was putting a lot of pressure on him, and he had to become stronger.
Only then would it be possible to keep Kimura Momo by my side.
University courses are relatively easy, and since he was admitted through a special admission program, the academic requirements are even lower.
He decisively skipped class and ran to the police station where Hojo Maki worked to scout out the location.
It was a hot day, and Shirakawa Natsu hid in a tea restaurant directly opposite the police station, watching the detectives coming and going through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
No one would have thought that someone was staking out the police station. He sat there all day without attracting anyone's attention.
Hojo Maki's position is Assistant Inspector, and her main responsibility is on-site supervision.
Shirakawa Natsu spent the entire afternoon waiting, but Hojo Maki never came out.
From the scorching afternoon sun to the setting sun, as it gets to the end of the workday, the number of pedestrians outside the floor-to-ceiling window increases.
Shirakawa Natsu had been drinking coffee until her throat felt bitter.
Staying any longer would inevitably arouse suspicion, so I had to pay the bill and leave. As I walked out of the tea restaurant and stepped out of the air-conditioned room, I felt a wave of heat.
He then sat down next to a stone bench not far away and took out his phone to stare at the police station.
Because of the existence of Huang Mao's photography skills, his ability to take candid photos gave him a certain ability to avoid being discovered, so he wasn't particularly worried about being found out.
Shirakawa Natsu changed seats many times during her stay, until around nine o'clock in the evening when she felt a slight chill.
Hojo Maki finally appeared at the police station entrance. She was dressed in a police uniform, her long hair was tied up, and she looked heroic and spirited.
However, the high bulge in her chest and the righteous face paired with her improper figure create a contradiction.
Shirakawa Natsu was overjoyed; her long wait had finally paid off.
Behind Hojo Maki was a young man in his twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, and somewhat handsome.
He was about the same height as Hojo Maki, and stood beside her with a respectful attitude; they were probably in a superior-subordinate relationship.
The two did not leave immediately, but stood there talking.
From where Shirakawa Natsu was standing, she could clearly see the expressions and movements of the two people, but she couldn't hear them talking.
He saw the young man look up at Hojo Maki several times, then immediately lower his head again, seemingly afraid to meet her gaze.
It's just like a shy young man standing in front of a goddess.
The two talked for about fifteen minutes before Hojo Maki got into her car and left. The young man stood there for ten minutes, until the car disappeared from the street, before turning around and leaving.