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

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"Bastard!" Shirakawa Natsu stormed out of the police station, feeling completely outmaneuvered. It was as if everything about him was under the control of this wicked aunt, including his body and habits.

This feeling of being completely controlled by a woman is not good; it's like losing control of your own body and handing it over to someone else.

He tossed the documents in his hand into the car.

His gaze was fixed ahead.

The initial guesses were completely overturned as to where the problem lay.

Miwako and Tanaka Taro had a very good relationship.

Being able to support each other through adversity already makes them a model couple.

However, her relationship with Shota was also confirmed by eyewitnesses.

If she were to fall for two men at the same time, she might only be able to send Shota to prison on charges of stalking and imprisonment.

"Why on earth is that?!"

Shirakawa Natsumi covered her head and pressed her forehead against the steering wheel.

"What's wrong with this world? Is there not a single normal person here?!"

He took out his phone; on the Huangmao app, there were 6 days left in the countdown.

There are also glaring penalties for failing a mission, like a sword hanging over one's head.

To receive such a god-level reward as "Invisible Human," the punishment is naturally commensurate.

The thrill of receiving the reward is matched by the terror I feel now.

"How to do how to do……"

Shirakawa Natsu bit her finger to calm herself down.

He caught a glimpse of Shota's old photo out of the corner of his eye—a blond-haired, unruly young man.

"Damn it, let's go for it!"

He took out his phone, opened the map, and entered Shota's hometown address from his profile.

It's not far from Tokyo; it's only a 4-hour drive away.

Shirakawa Natsu tried to start the car, but stopped.

"No, I'm driving an electric car. What if the brakes fail on such a long trip?"

After a brief hesitation, he picked up Shota's file and the temporary police officer's ID given to him by Aunt Maki, and headed to Shota's hometown.

The high-speed train was fast, and he arrived in the town at four o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the address on the information, find the school he attends.

After showing his police ID, he easily met Shota's former homeroom teacher, a bald middle-aged man in his forties.

"Shota? He was a student in my class, but I don't really remember him." The middle-aged man chuckled, his gaze instinctively avoiding Shirakawa Natsu's eyes.

"Teacher, you are an educator, so you should know that if you don't cooperate with the investigation, it will affect our case handling and cause a lot of trouble."

Shirakawa Natsu smiled, stared into his eyes, and handed him the photo:

"You can think about it again. Just tell the truth. I'm just conducting a simple survey, it won't affect you, will it?"

Looking at the photo, the middle-aged man slowly said, "Shota did indeed cause quite a bit of trouble in high school."

"What is it?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed his eyes. Goodness, he had always thought Shota was a shy and honest kid.

Did I really get fooled by his appearance?

"He borrowed money from classmates, skipped classes, and hung out with some friends from outside the school." The middle-aged teacher began to recount his story.

"I dropped out of school because I injured my teacher."

"A delinquent student, huh?" Shirakawa Natsu squinted.

The middle-aged teacher nodded.

Shirakawa Natsu wouldn't listen to just one person's opinion, so she asked several other teachers as well.

They received almost the same evaluation.

"Could you give me the contact information of his classmates from back then?"

Shirakawa Natsu still hasn't given up.

Often, a student who is considered a bad student by a teacher may be seen as a good person by their classmates.

"He really did commit a crime. It's not surprising at all."

"Officer, please make sure to put him in jail."

"I dropped out of school because that scumbag bullied me."

He stole my girlfriend.

"I heard he's a jerk who steals other people's girlfriends."

"..."

Shirakawa Natsu put down the phone and rubbed her temples.

How much must someone be hated for all ten of his random phone calls to be negative?

"What exactly happened in this case?"

Chapter 308 is quite fun.

"Is something bothering you?" Jingu Nao sat on the coffee table, smiling at him, her silk-stockinged feet sliding restlessly on his thigh.

"I can't figure it out." Shirakawa Natsu held one of her feet; Nao's feet were the most girlish.

He doesn't consider himself a foot fetishist.

But lately, Nao has been teasing him by running her feet over his body.

He gradually got used to holding her foot in his hands, playing with it while thinking about things.

Why are the reviews so bad?

He had a pretty good impression of Shota.

He was the shy and honest type, but the survey results surprised him greatly.

As he was thinking, his pants suddenly came loose.

Nao's other foot was already inside his pants.

Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched: "You're so slutty."

"Hehe~ It's clearly Xia who couldn't hold back anymore." Nao smiled and rubbed her foot inside his pants with skillful movements.

"It's all because you've been rubbing your feet against me lately." Shirakawa Natsu grabbed her calf and reached up to touch her.

He had to admit that Nao's legs were long and soft, and they were very smooth in sheer stockings, with a truly first-class feel.

His hands soon became dissatisfied with just touching the thighs.

He went straight up, wanting to pull Nao into his arms and give her a good squeeze.

The youthful and beautiful Nao is a lot of fun.

She twisted her slender waist, easily dodging his hand.

With a mischievous grin, she said, "I'm still angry, don't even think about kissing me~"

"That's going too far." Shirakawa Natsu tried several times, but Nao was right in front of him, yet he just couldn't catch her.

He knew Nao liked it when he played with her feet.

Recently, I've been using anger as an excuse to cultivate his XP.

Shirakawa Natsumi was helpless in the face of this; it was simply because she couldn't beat him.

Left with no other choice, I could only hold one of them and rub it against the soles of my feet.

"Hehe~ Is Xia Xia comfortable?" Nao rested her chin on one hand, looking at him with a smile.

"You're such a pervert." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, feeling himself gradually being led astray.

Why do you have such a strange XP system?

"Is it strange?" Nao tilted her head, her eyes crinkling into crescents with laughter. "It feels like teasing a favorite pet; it's quite amusing."

"Isn't this perverted enough?"

“Actually, I also wanted to use some props, that would make it feel more like a conquest~” Nao looked at him and stuck out her cute little tongue.

"Don't use your innocent JK (high school girl) face to say such scary things." Shirakawa Natsu said helplessly after confronting Nao.

She had no intention of pretending anymore, and felt that she was becoming more and more perverted.

Her innocent and cute appearance is particularly deceptive.

"Were you always like this?" Shirakawa Natsumi said, shuddering, and couldn't help but quickly clasp her hands and feet together.

The two have been married for a long time, so they don't need to pay too much attention; they can do whatever makes them comfortable.

"I don't know~" Nao seemed to be recalling: "In the past, I was always killing people, cutting their throats with a knife, and blood would splatter."

There were emotional ups and downs at first, but I got used to it later, like a worker on an assembly line.

As she spoke, her gaze lingered on Shirakawa Natsumi, her eyes flashing with deep affection:

"But after being with Xia, I find every day very interesting. There are so many things I want to do, and I look forward to tomorrow before going to sleep."

"For example?" Shirakawa Natsu felt that Nao was becoming more and more like a child, close to her age in appearance.

"For example, tie Xia up~ and then use double heads..."

"Get lost! Isn't this perverted?!"

"Haha~" Nao clutched her stomach and laughed heartily. As she laughed, her expression gradually relaxed.

"It's so good to have met Xia. I would never have thought this way before."

"Turning a cold-blooded killer into a pure-faced female psychopath, I'd be truly honored." Shirakawa Natsumi said, then suddenly paused, slapping her forehead:

"Wait... Could it be?!"

Nao stared at him with wide eyes, looking at him strangely.

"Nao, can I try the back?" Shirakawa Natsu asked earnestly.

He wants to mess with Aunt Mafei, so he can practice first.

Half an hour later, he came out of the apartment.

He ultimately failed to achieve his goal.

Under his gaze, Nao did not refuse.

However, it is obviously difficult to do in practice.

Even though Nao's physical flexibility is comparable to that of a yoga athlete.

But I've never used it, that's all.

Finally, it ended with Nao's shapely buttocks and sheer pantyhose.

Following the address on the information sheet, Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the car wash where Shota worked.

"Officer, your colleague has already been here before," the middle-aged shop owner said.

"Shota has always performed well at the company. He is a very honest kid and gets along well with his colleagues."

“No, I don’t want to ask about his current work performance.” Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head: “I want to ask about his performance when he first joined the company.”

He handed the photo of Shota during his blond-haired days to the boss.

You should remember this, right?

The middle-aged teacher took the photo, a flash of recollection in his eyes, and then nodded: "Yes, this is what Shota looked like when he first came for the interview. At the time, I thought he was a small-time thug and didn't intend to hire him."

"But he later earnestly begged me, and the next day he went and cut his long hair."

“I think it’s very commendable for a young person to have done this much, so I kept him on, and he hasn’t disappointed me.”