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"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange: "Hey, are you sure you're telling the truth?"
“Yes.” Mikoto chuckled lightly, “It’s not just about being strong that gives people a sense of security; these qualities are like an irresistible poison to women.”
Shirakawa Natsu felt that his brother's words were sincere, but he still felt something was off. It took him a while to find the source of the unease: "So why can you use this scumbag's tone when you're flirting with a girl to say things that praise me?"
"Hmph, I'm used to it." Miyuki glanced at him sideways, then relaxed and leaned back in the passenger seat. "So, who are you planning to choose?"
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, not expecting the Brotherhood to ask such a question, but he immediately understood.
She had no idea she had a yellow-haired app; she only knew that she could restore her health by having relationships with women.
Miyuki has absolutely no idea that she has already made up her mind to build a harem, and is currently troubled by it.
“With your personality, you can’t let go of anyone, right?” Miki glanced at him sideways. “But even if you’re troubled like this, you only have one choice to make. So don’t let others interfere, and make your own choice.”
"To unravel this complex mystery, which is as difficult as a nine-linked ring, the important thing is not how much others like you or what they say to you, but who you want to be with most and who is the most important to you. That is the most important thing."
"Uh, you've really been a great help. You've hit the nail on the head." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was complicated.
Mikoto interpreted her worries about how to build a harem as being troubled by love. She used to not know how to refuse people and probably suffered because of it, which is why she suddenly tried to comfort herself. But obviously, Mikoto's perspective was still too narrow. She didn't realize that she had always wanted to have it all.
He didn't intend to continue the conversation on this topic, so he said, "Since you've discovered so many of my good points, are you also among my potential partners?"
After he finished speaking, he watched as Miyuki's expression changed from a scumbag smile at first, to astonishment, and then to disgust. His starry eyes looked as if he were looking at a hopeless scumbag, a moving genital.
Shirakawa Natsu felt insulted: "Hey, that look you gave me was too much!"
After all, he had been bitten by Mikoto and they had a few intimate encounters. It was purely a physical relationship, without any emotional involvement.
Miyuki's lips curled into a smile as she pointed at the monitor and said, "She's out."
Shirakawa Natsu's gaze immediately shifted to the monitor, where she saw Kinoshita Ren push open the door and come out, her long hair tied in a ponytail, dressed in sportswear, looking like she was going for a morning run.
“It’s your turn.” Shirakawa Natsu picked up a prepared pin and tossed it to Miyuki: “It’s a hidden camera, hang it on your body.”
"Hmm." Miyuki took it and buttoned it up to the collar of her T-shirt.
Two snow-white, perky protrusions instantly appeared on the screen.
"You buttoned it backwards." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. She wasn't wearing a bra, and since she started practicing martial arts, she felt even more perky.
“Okay.” Miki didn’t mind, switched the inside of the pin to the outside, and got out of the car.
Shirakawa Natsumi took out her headphones, put them on, and watched the image on the screen shake up and down.
He was quite curious about how Miyuki planned to approach this aloof literary woman, Kinoshita Ren.
A woman like that needs to be approached with a more elegant approach.
He watched as Mikoto made no attempt to conceal his intentions and walked straight towards Kinoshita Ren.
Kinoshita Ren looked at her with curiosity as she approached, but did not show any wariness.
“Your running form is wrong.” Mi Zhi Shi walked up and pointed to her thigh, saying, “Wrong foot placement will cause your hamstrings to become thicker.”
Kinoshita Ren's aloof and unapproachable face immediately showed surprise: "What should we do?"
“I’ll point it out to you.” Mikoto said, and immediately reached out.
Happy National Day! (Vote)
I need to take a day off and carefully consider the brother's role in the story and how it will unfold.
1. Pure friendship plus purely physical relationship. For example: helping a brother get what he needs when he has it, and doing it when you feel like it when you're together.
2. More than friends, less than lovers. For example: It's very comfortable, there's attraction, but it's not to the point of being lovers.
3. Having romantic love, but not being "straightened out" (i.e., bisexual), for example: a three-person figure.
4. There is love, and the person is straightened out. For example, he is still handsome and charming in public, but at home he is subjected to all kinds of play.
5. Pure love. Example: Recognizing love, engaging in normal relationships, and growing old together.
Dear readers, please cast your vote.
Chapter 267 Brother's Secret
Kinoshita Ren's long hair was styled in a ponytail, and her tight-fitting sports pants accentuated her thigh curves; her overall figure was rather slender.
Miyuki pinched her inner thigh, his expression serious: "Does it feel sore?"
Kinoshita Ren frowned slightly, seemingly feeling the location of her fingers: "It's a little numb, and the feeling is very obvious after you apply force."
"Because the force from your feet is concentrated on one point." Mikoto pointed at her sneakers: "This mainly puts the force on the hamstrings, and over time, it will make the hamstrings significantly larger than other muscles."
"Then what should we do?" Kinoshita Ren asked urgently.
“I’ll teach you.” Mikoto stood up and took a step forward: “Follow my movements.”
The morning sunlight shone on Miyuki's face, and her fair skin and collarbone were revealed at the shoulders of her loose T-shirt as she moved.
A physique with obvious signs of fitness is a perfect representation of a woman's healthy beauty.
Even Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but take a few more glances. The guy had a really good physique. After his training, his buttocks hadn't gotten bigger, but they were more perky and tight. He must feel different now than before.
The two strolled along, exchanging fitness tips. Kinoshita Ren listened attentively, and Miyuki spoke earnestly.
If you don't look closely, they look like a handsome man and a beautiful woman doing morning exercises.
“No wonder so many women like him.” Shirakawa Natsu was astonished. Miyuki was nearly 1.8 meters tall with a straight posture. Standing next to the girl, he made her feel very safe. “Awesome, as expected of you.”
Judging from the atmosphere between the two, it would be easy for her to establish an initial connection with Kinoshita Ren.
Shirakawa Natsu leaned back in the driver's seat, listening to the two talking about fitness through her headphones.
The time lasted for half an hour. Miyuki said goodbye and left. She walked around outside for a while before returning to the jeep.
"Why are you back so soon?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously. "Shouldn't we have breakfast together, I confide in you, realize that all men are jerks, and then fall in love with you?"
"When did you start having the feeling that I could win over any woman instantly?" Miyuki rested her chin on one hand, glancing sideways at him.
"I always thought you had a special ability, like automatically turning women gay." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. "Anyway, how's the situation?"
“It failed.” Mi Zhi Shi shook her head: “She’s not a lesbian, and she’s very wary. To get close to her, you need time to gain her trust first. I was worried that I was trying too hard to get her attention, so I didn’t go into any deeper topics.”
"Okay, I drew the most troublesome lot. Buckle up." After saying that, Shirakawa Natsumi stepped on the gas: "Let's go to our new house."
He didn't ask about the details of Miyuki; instead, he summoned Miyuki, this lesbian seductress.
To avoid the situation where Kinoshita Ren is gay, he would achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Now that this possibility is eliminated, he can proceed with his subsequent plans with peace of mind.
The jeep weaved through the narrow lanes. Since these detached houses were all designed by their owners, they were all different. The streets were all two lanes, so the driving speed was not fast.
"So there was no progress this time, and I even got free fitness tips?" Shirakawa Natsu drove carefully, afraid that someone would suddenly appear around the corner and she would crash into them and end up in another world.
“She’s more wary than most people, and she always thinks before she speaks.” Miyuki rested her hand on her chin, and after a while added, “She’s quite like me in the past.”
Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her suspiciously: "Really? I didn't notice at all."
Miyuki was silent for a moment: "I want to maintain the image that people around me have of me, for example, I don't like studying, but I work hard to pass exams."
Shirakawa Natsu realized that Miyuki was also a top student, majoring in law at Waseda University, and her dream was to become a prosecutor.
But now he's obsessed with unrestricted combat, and I wonder if he's realized that studying law can't save the people of Dongguk.
Rather than resorting to legal means, the decision to resort to physical persuasion has already led to a complete abandonment of self-control.
However, the melancholy she used to have disappeared has vanished, and she has become much more cheerful, even smiling occasionally.
The car stopped in front of an ordinary two-story detached house.
Shirakawa Natsu paralleled the car into her private parking space, took out a key from her pocket and tossed one to Miyuki, then unbuckled her seatbelt: "Let's go, this is a place I had an agent rent for us, as our... secret base."
Miyuki caught the key in mid-air, a half-smile on her face: "Is this the kind we found together when we were ten years old?"
"Yeah, but it's the high-end version." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled, walked to the door, and inserted the key into the lock: "Come in quickly."
After opening the door, there is a standard entryway, which has already been cleaned. Walking through the hallway, you arrive at the living room.
Compared to the luxury apartment I live in now, the furniture here seems much cheaper.
“Do you remember when we were kids, you lived in an orphanage and complained that there were too many people?” Shirakawa Natsumi casually sat on the sofa. “We used to dream together about having a two-story house like this.”
Miyu looked around, a smile playing on her lips, and sat down beside him: "We also plan to build an indoor sandpit on the first floor, so that we won't have to fight with other children for a spot, and we won't have to worry about not being able to play in the sand on rainy days."
"Haha, yeah." Shirakawa Natsu recalled the memories in his mind: "I even said that my future wife wouldn't agree to this, and that I wanted you to be my wife, but unfortunately you turned out to be the wrong person."
"Hmph." Mikoto smiled, resting her head on the back of the sofa. "Do you want to know?"
"Can I tell you?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback and turned to look at him. He was also quite curious about how Mino Shiki was turned gay.
Miyuki was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I once had a very important female friend. We've been together since elementary school. Although we would argue occasionally, we were like sisters, friends without any barriers."
“It was during junior high school when she suddenly told me, ‘I like you. As lovers, it started a long time ago.’”
"I didn't know how to answer her or how to face her. The thought that she expected a romantic relationship with me made me afraid to even look at her face. Before I knew it, we had drifted apart."
"Although we stayed in the same school after that, we never spoke to each other again."
"Is the girl you're talking about named Mikami Aoi Tsukasa?" Shirakawa Natsu searched her memory and realized that the three of them had indeed played together since they were very young. However, the pretty little girl liked to follow Minoki and didn't like him. So after transferring schools in high school, they lost contact with each other because they were no longer in the same school.
“Hmm.” Miyuki nodded: “Later, I learned from other people that her high school was not far from us, but I didn’t go to see her specifically.”
“It wasn’t until a year later, when I attended her funeral.” Mikoto’s gaze deepened, as if lost in memories: “I kept thinking about what I should have done right. I didn’t know why she took her own life, what she was thinking, or what she was desperate about.”
"We've been together for so long, and I've never disliked her. What should I do?"
As Miyuki spoke, she turned her head and looked at Shirakawa Natsu, whose expression had become extremely strange: "I think what makes her sad is not that her longing cannot be fulfilled, but that she has caused pain to the person she likes."
"So I wanted to understand the feelings between women because I didn't want to make the people around me sad. As it turns out, whether it's the same sex or the opposite sex, once you fall in love, you're bound to be unable to extricate yourself, and it's very difficult to convince yourself to give up."
"It's really sad to not be able to be with someone you like. Even though our relationship and positions have changed since then, we are still important to each other. So, whether it's liking, feeling sorry, or feeling awkward, even with complicated feelings, I will live with these feelings."
"No, wait!" Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed in horror. He understood what Miyuki meant; she had been turned gay because she didn't want to hurt the people who loved her. But what he cared about now wasn't that at all: "Mikami Aoi Tsukasa isn't dead at all!"
"Hmm?" Miyuki turned her head, her tone indifferent: "You know what? I thought you two had lost contact."
"Nonsense!" Shirakawa Natsu shouted, "Mikami Aoi debuted in high school and was ranked number one as the most popular goddess among young people. I was lying in a hospital bed at the time, and I could see her advertisements and variety shows every day. She was from a completely different world than us."
“I see.” Miyuki smiled, leaned back on the sofa, and said regretfully, “If I had known she would become so popular, I should have agreed to her request in high school. Death doesn’t refer to the body; it’s the person she once was that died.”
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Shirakawa Natsumi: "None of that matters now. What's the plan next?"
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3. Not straightened
4. Straightened
Chapter 268 Shall we kiss?
"Let's put these unimportant things aside for now." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand, her eyes shining as she looked at Miyuki.
In his memory, Miyuki had many girls around him since he was a child because of his handsome looks and height.
Now, when people talk about these things, it seems she wasn't born gay.
"I don't want to cause pain to the people who like me."
This is why she likes women, which is quite similar to her personality of not knowing how to refuse.
"The superstar Mikami Aoi Tsukasa is amazing." Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone and searched for photos of her old classmate from her memory.
After entering her name, countless related information, photos, and news appeared instantly. These included real popular celebrities with different styles, makeup, and outfits, switching between sexy and cute, earning her the nickname "the ever-changing witch."
"Do you ever regret it? After all, opportunities to get close to top celebrities are not very common."
"Probably." Miyuki smiled, not denying it: "Sometimes I wonder if things would be different now if I had agreed to her request."
"That answer makes me inexplicably jealous," Shirakawa Natsu laughed. "I'm clearly your best brother."
“Hmm.” Mikoto leaned back on the sofa and looked at Shirakawa Natsu: “We’ve been through so much together. Your indomitable spirit, your stubbornness, your gentleness, and that expression you showed for the first time in front of the doctor.”
Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, without realizing it, we've already experienced so much. When I was lying in bed, I could really feel how lucky it is to have someone reach out and help you when you're about to fall. No wonder you're so popular with girls; you make them feel unexpectedly safe."
The two leaned against the sofa, looking at each other, as sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on their faces.
Looking at the handsome face so close to hers, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly wondered, "If we were both girls, would we date?"
Upon hearing this, Miyuki's face showed a moment of surprise. After a long silence, she finally spoke: "If I hadn't experienced it firsthand, I wouldn't know what it would have been like. But... if I thought about all the things that happened before, I probably would have come to like it. After all, it's so pitiful to be lying in a hospital bed all by yourself."