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

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Chapter 495 is of really good quality.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback by his words, and subconsciously increased the pressure on his hand: "Can videos be used like this? They've already filmed that girl being gang-raped, why didn't you call the police?"

"Ugh~" Kazama Rina cried out in pain, quickly covering her mouth with her hand.

"Ah, sorry." Shirakawa Natsu quickly let go.

After acquiring the body of a minotaur, his strength was at the peak of human capabilities. The young girl, who was experiencing intimacy for the first time, could not withstand such force. It was estimated that this grab would leave her bruised and battered.

"N-no...it's okay." Kazama Rina covered his hand with her clothes, letting him continue rubbing her chest, her face flushed with embarrassment: "You can rub harder."

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, her palms were deformed from being gripped so tightly. She looked at Kazama Rina, who was in pain, but her cheeks were flushed with excitement.

This guy might have some masochistic tendencies.

He's not a novice anymore.

I know there are many types of M attributes. For example, Miyuki looks very handsome and has a strong dominant personality, but he has a dog-like dependence on its owner.

This falls under the category of M in terms of mental aspects.

Rina Kazama, on the other hand, can feel sexual arousal even amidst breast pain, classifying her as a masochist.

"Be gentle...be gentle." Kazama Rina felt the change in his gaze, blushed, and realized that her words just now sounded like a pervert, so she quickly changed the subject: "It was Hiroshima Keiko who wouldn't let him call the police. She wanted things to end like that."

"Oh~ So is it over?" Shirakawa Natsu tried to increase the pressure on her hands, as if she were crushing fat.

Deep down, every man has violent impulses.

The pure and innocent school beauty drew him out.

"Hmm." Kazama Rina gritted her teeth, an unnatural blush rising on her face.

She actually experienced pleasure from having normal people's bodies bruised and swollen from being rubbed.

"No...no." Kazama Rina covered her mouth with one hand: "That scumbag would harass her occasionally, so she would always ask Murakami Ryo for help. I...I just let it go, after all, that girl is really pitiful."

“It really is a reason that can’t be cut off.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head.

This was a really stupid thing to do.

However, this became a hindrance between Murakami Ryo and Keiko, and perhaps the two of them enjoyed it.

“What about Kitagawa Iku?” Shirakawa Natsu touched her flat stomach with his other hand, his palm swirling around it. “That woman isn’t much older than him, so why is she his stepmother?”

Rina Kazama enjoyed having her belly stroked, shifting her body like a kitten to make it easier for him to stroke her: "She was originally Murakami Ryo's neighbor, and often took care of him when she was a child. Later, her mother fell ill, so she went into business to raise money for medical expenses, but she was cheated out of the money she had worked so hard to earn. It was Murakami Ryo who helped her pay for the medical expenses, and she offered to be his servant. But Murakami Ryo refused. Later, due to some other things, Murakami Ryo recognized her as his godmother."

"Oh, you really know how to have fun." Shirakawa Natsu pouted. What was this strange sense of familiarity? He tightened his grip and pinched Kazama Rina's waist.

"Ouch?" Kazama Rina winced in pain, looking up at him with a pitiful expression, clearly in pain.

Shirakawa Natsumi's hand moved down and slipped inside her short skirt.

The pantyhose underneath had been torn open, and you could feel the texture of the stocking fibers and the soft flesh of the young girl through your fingers.

Rina Kazama blushed again, but this time she didn't resist.

Shirakawa Natsumi has figured out the pure school beauty's XP: she has masochistic tendencies, but only certain private parts can turn pain into pleasure.

He pressed his fingers hard.

Sure enough, Kazama Rina started panting with her lips pursed, clearly enjoying herself.

"Is Arimura Miyako a rich girl? Why do her parents allow her to live in Murakami Ryo's house?" After Shirakawa Natsumi got the information on Kazama Rina's XP, he became much more aggressive, stroking her inner thigh stockings.

“She…she met Murakami Ryo when she ran away from home as a child.” Kazama Rina covered her mouth with her hand and quietly spread her legs a little wider: “Her parents were persuaded by Murakami Ryo and allowed her to stay at Murakami Ryo’s house for the time being.”

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi was speechless: "Where's his sister?"

"I'm not really sure. His sister always hides in her room. She's socially awkward and hates seeing people. I've only met her twice. She's very hostile towards me." Kazama Rina snuggled against him, her eyes pleading. She really wanted it.

"Senior, if your admirers saw you like this, they would be very disappointed, wouldn't they?" Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was subtle.

Although she was experiencing sex for the first time, she had already tasted its sweetness.

But this innocent school beauty is a bit too enthusiastic.

Especially her innocent face, with her pitiful eyes that seemed to say "I want it" but were too shy to say it, was very touching.

"Stop talking." Kazama Rina covered her face with her hands.

She was shy, but her body craved the man to hold her.

The feeling of skin touching skin gave her a silent sense of security, which she found captivating.

"Turn around." Shirakawa Natsu patted her long legs.

"Huh?" Disappointment flashed in Kazama Rina's eyes. She mustered her courage and looked into his eyes: "Can...can we face each other? I want you to hold me."

"Be good, senior." Shirakawa Natsu smiled, wanting to test it out: "I'll hug you from behind."

"Oh." A hint of disappointment flashed in Kazama Rina's eyes; she still preferred the sense of security she felt when their chests were pressed together.

She obediently turned over, lay on the bed, covered her face with her hands, and buried her face in the soft mattress.

She didn't know what Shirakawa Natsu was planning, but she was very shy.

Shirakawa Natsu found her appearance amusing; she had an innocent, first-love face, was very shy, but her body was also very eager, and she was both inexperienced and loved to play.

Innocence and vulgarity are combined.

Ryo Murakami has struck gold, but unfortunately it's just a fleeting moment; after today, he will completely transform into Murakami's shape.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and lifted her short skirt; her stockings only had a small hole torn in the front, but were intact in the back.

Sheer black stockings covered her buttocks, and you could clearly feel the smooth texture of the stockings when you touched them.

He didn't intend to tear the stockings; he just forced them on.

"Ah?!" Kazama Rina screamed, realizing what had happened. She quickly turned around and looked at Shirakawa Natsu behind her with a puzzled expression.

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu smiled at her: "Senior, don't move. From now on, you'll completely transform into my shape."

Rina Kazama blushed, covered her face with her hands, relaxed her muscles, and gave up resisting.

Shirakawa Natsu smiled and continued to charge forward. With her minotaur body, she was not afraid of this difficulty at all.

Rina Kazama took a towel from the side and bit it into her mouth to stop herself from screaming.

A tearing pain came from her back, as if it were going to rip her body in two.

Her expression gradually became dazed, followed by a sickly flush, as if she had entered a strange state, and the pain lessened.

"The innocent school beauty is actually a masochist." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. The stockings were really good quality; they didn't tear even after going inside.

Chapter 496 Blood Pressure Rising

The girl's painful groans echoed throughout the cramped studio apartment.

Rina Kazama felt numbness in her lower body. Her transparent stockings were stained with blood or something else, and her hands were pinned behind her back.

There's nothing we can do but endure the impact.

"Senior, relax." Shirakawa Natsumi held down her two slender arms with one hand and supported her waist with the other: "If your muscles are too tense, it will hurt more."

He has the body of a minotaur, and his hardness is absolutely no less than that of a wooden stick.

For ordinary people, developing this requires the use of tools and extreme caution, as women simply cannot handle it.

But he's different; he can open the lid even through stockings.

"Waaah...it hurts so much." Kazama Rina cried miserably. Even the pure school beauty would be shy for a long time just to hold hands with someone. This was after skipping so many steps.

Tears have been streaming down my face ever since just now.

"Then I'll come out first, maybe next time." Shirakawa Natsu felt pity for her when she saw her crying so miserably. Although she was a bit of a masochist, forcing her to leave seemed a bit excessive.

It makes it seem like he broke into a woman's home and raped her.

After he finished speaking, he tried to pull it back.

Suddenly, a tightening force gripped him, preventing him from leaving.

Kazama Rina turned her head, her innocent, first-love face showing a pair of pitiful, dark eyes looking at him: "Waaah, just... just go slower."

"Senior, you're so sexy." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. The pure school beauty was actually afraid of pain but loved to play.

She cried and screamed in pain, not wanting him to leave.

"Ding ding ding."

Suddenly, her cell phone rang, and Kazama Rina jumped.

"Mmm." Shirakawa Natsumi's body trembled, almost losing control. Her phone was ringing. She released her hand: "Whose call is that?"

"?" Kazama Rina's eyes were resentful. She knew what he wanted to do. This younger, domineering CEO was good in every way, except that his sexual preferences were too strange and widespread.

She reached for her phone, and when she saw the caller ID, her brows furrowed slightly.

"If it's Murakami Ryo, answer it." Shirakawa Natsu could roughly guess who was calling, so she took out her phone, opened the Yellow Hair APP, and saw the PK interface.

Murakami Ryo's health bar recovered from 1% to 30%.

"..."

Shirakawa Natsu thought this was pretty outrageous.

Thinking he was just a novice blondie, he turned out to be more troublesome than he imagined, so he decided to conduct one last experiment.

Rina Kazama was reluctant to answer her ex-boyfriend's call, but seeing Natsumi Shirakawa's determined look, she reluctantly pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, Murakami Akira's voice came from the other end.

"I'm sorry... I know I'm not in a position to call you right now." Murakami Ryo's voice was low, hesitant and conflicted: "Is it convenient for you to take the call now?"

Kazama Rina closed her eyes, enduring the fullness behind her, and covered her mouth with the back of her hand: "Speak your mind."

Her tone wasn't very friendly.

That's how women are; once they meet a more outstanding man, they snap out of their romantic fantasies and become more ruthless than anyone else.

Murakami Ryo sensed the displeasure in Kazama Rina's words and hesitated, "I want to talk to you alone."

"No need, there's no need for us to talk anymore." Kazama Rina pursed her lips and bared her teeth; Shirakawa Natsu had sped up behind her, causing her legs to buckle in pain.

"You must have been encouraged by some woman to call me."

“I…” Murakami Ryo was speechless.

Just then, the phone was snatched away, and a woman's voice came through: "Rina Kazama! Do you know how much Murakami loves you? If you let him go for another man, you'll regret it!"

"It's you, Hiroshima Keiko. This has nothing to do with you." Kazama Rina covered her mouth, wanting to speak, but her body was so dazed and confused by Shirakawa Natsumi's thrusts that she couldn't form words.

"No, it's related!" Keiko Hiroshima's voice was firm: "If you don't cherish it, I will make my move, and you won't regret it!"

The phone was snatched away, and Murakami Ryo's voice came through again: "I'm sorry, Keiko didn't mean that. I only see her as a younger sister who needs to be taken care of."

"Damn, I can't listen to this anymore." Shirakawa Natsumi's blood pressure was rising. What kind of ridiculous and cringeworthy script was this?

"I have nothing to say to you. Please don't ever appear in front of me again." Kazama Rina was panting heavily, having long forgotten about Murakami Ryo.

After the breakup, she felt he was incredibly hypocritical, and if it weren't for her master's mission, she wouldn't have wanted to answer the phone at all.

"I'll take it." After getting her consent, Shirakawa Natsu reached out and took the phone, her waist still moving. "Murakami, I hope you won't call and bother her anymore."

"It's you?!" Murakami immediately recognized Shirakawa Natsu's voice, and his voice trembled with surprise: "You... are with Rina?"

“Yes, I’m on top of her now.” As soon as Shirakawa Natsu finished speaking, she immediately felt Kazama Rina tighten her grip beneath her.

“You…I…she…” Murakami’s tone was clearly confused.

“You’ve probably only ever held her hand.” Shirakawa Natsu’s voice was devoid of any emotion. “She was a virgin yesterday. I took her virginity from my desk, and she cried a lot.”

"Damn it! You really forced her! I'm coming right now!" Murakami exclaimed anxiously.

"You saw her get out of my car yesterday, right? Guess what we were doing?" Shirakawa Natsumi whispered like a devil, "Her feet are so sexy. Guess why she walks so strangely. I hope you stop lying to yourself. We had a great time in the car last night. She was moving on her own. Guess why?"

There was silence from Murakami's side.

“Rina is actually quite horny. I’m currently working on her back, and it’s been very successful. She’s completely taken my shape.” Shirakawa Natsu’s voice was like a bayonet: “I hope you won’t come looking for her again.”

After he finished speaking, he held the phone to Kazama Rina's lips: "Tell him what you really think."

Kazama Rina's face was so red it looked like it was bleeding, and Shirakawa Natsu increased the speed of her thrusts.