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

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Ryoko Arishima's face showed a resistant expression, but her body was posing in a more suitable way.

Unlike last time when she was on the sofa, this time her movements were gentler and more artistic.

Even though she was injured, she endured the pain and took photos of the wound.

Shirakawa Natsu's photography skills come from the "Yellow Hair Photography Technique," which is naturally different from those of Ryoko Arishima, who has a formal training.

The two practiced while exchanging photography techniques.

The level of affection between them skyrocketed, after all, they were physically compatible and had similar sexual interests, making it a very pleasant experience to be together.

Ryoko Arishima opened her mouth slightly, her cheeks flushed, and swallowed the food in her mouth after the "click!" of the camera shutter.

"Here you go." Shirakawa Natsu handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you, Natsu." Ryoko Arishima took the water glass, drank it down in one gulp, placed it on the bedside table, then leaned against Natsu's thigh and closed her eyes slightly.

The two of them took photos all morning and were both tired; after all, it was physically demanding work.

"Ryoko, is there anywhere you'd like to go?" Shirakawa Natsu stroked her hand and said, "For example, further studies in photography."

Ryoko Arishima was taken aback at first, but quickly smiled and said, "I grew up in a shelter."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback. "Sorry."

“It’s okay, no need to apologize.” Ryoko Arishima changed her posture. “The people in the shelter are actually quite nice. Nothing like the unfortunate things you see in movies and TV shows happen.”

"Moreover, I don't remember much about my time with my parents. I only have a vague impression of it when the caregiver talks about it. It's only when my mother occasionally brings men she doesn't know."

"My last memory is of my mother not coming home for several days, the feeling of unease, and lying hungry on the floor. When I woke up, I had already been sent to a shelter. The caregiver said that a neighbor called the police."

"The people in the shelter were very kind to me. I didn't even have time to feel inferior before I grew up."

"I think I'm lucky. Although I don't know what the future holds, I'm very content with my life now."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu scratched her head, unsure how to answer for a moment.

"Natsu, don't treat me like a pitiful person, or someone who needs help." Ryoko Arishima rubbed against his thigh. "If Natsu feels sorry for me, or wants to help or make amends, it will only make us both feel disappointed."

"It's okay." Ryoko Arishima opened her eyes and leaned on Natsu Shirakawa's shoulder: "This experience is just a part of my life."

Shirakawa Natsumi opened her mouth, but Arishima Ryoko had already picked up her camera and said with a smile, "Let's take a group photo together."

"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, and the two leaned against each other.

With a click, their smiling faces were captured in time.

A few hours later, Ryoko Arishima stood at the door to see Natsumi Shirakawa off.

The two agreed to meet often when they had free time.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't leave immediately; he had just overheard Arishima Ryoko receiving a call from Mukai Yu.

Yu Mukai wanted to meet her.

He waited downstairs for a while and saw Yu Mukai arrive at the apartment building in a taxi.

However, he did not enter the apartment, but instead talked to Ryoko Arishima at the entrance.

He reached out to hug Ryoko Arishima, but was pushed away, and then left dejectedly.

Shirakawa Natsu waited a while longer, watching Mukai Yu's desolate figure as he got into a taxi and left, before starting the jeep.

In the end, the central air conditioning system got nothing.

Shirakawa Natsu opened the Yellow Hair app, clicked on the friends list, and found that Arishima Ryoko had disappeared from the friends list.

There is only Mi no Kumi on top now.

He will only appear in the friends section of the Huangmao app if the relationship is purely platonic.

Once this friendship sours, it will disappear from the list.

"What a terrible app." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, put away her phone, and drove home.

There are still seven days until the mission refreshes, so he can take the opportunity to give his brother a break. He's been working overtime these past few days and is exhausted.

When I got home, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. I opened the door and saw my only friend on the app, Mi Zhi Shi, had laid out a black yoga mat in the living room. She was squatting down with one leg down and the other leg out behind her, with her hands clasped together in the air.

Her feet were the longest Shirakawa Natsumi had ever seen, and now that she was wearing yoga pants, they appeared even longer when viewed from the triangle area downwards.

Miyuki turned her head, her forehead covered in tiny beads of sweat, and looked at Shirakawa Natsu with a puzzled expression.

"Uh, it's nothing." Shirakawa Natsumi changed her shoes and walked into the living room. "I didn't know you practiced yoga."

"Relieve the stress." Mikoto straightened her front leg, supported herself with her hands on the ground, and did a split in the air.

Shirakawa Natsu thought his brother's legs were about two meters apart: "I thought it would be different, after all, you're not human."

My gaze lingered on those long, straight legs. If they wore black stockings, I could rub them for a year and never get tired of them.

Thinking of this, his gaze involuntarily fell on Miyuki's buttocks, which hadn't been poked since she came back.

Miyuki ignored his gaze and proceeded to perform several difficult moves: "A human who has lived with wild beasts for 20 years, or a yokai who has lived with humans for 20 years, who is more like a human?"

Shirakawa Natsumi pondered for a moment and nodded. So, if humanity is considered as a concept, is bloodline more important, or cognition?

Thinking of this, he took out his phone, opened the Yellow Hair APP, and Kimura Momo on the screen was still as beautiful as ever.

However, the favorability rating is stuck at 66 points and won't increase no matter what I do.

Miyuki's words reminded him that if Kimura Momo was dressed as a human and he wanted to win her over, he might not be able to think about it in a human way.

Chapter 210 The Fox Causes Trouble

Mi no Kumi's medium-length hair was braided into a small braid at the back of her head, and her body was posed in several difficult poses on the yoga mat.

When your legs are open, you can see the outline of your pubic bone under your yoga pants.

Shirakawa Natsu felt that her brother had become increasingly effeminate lately, and looked particularly lewd when he wore tight pants.

He only watched for a short while before getting up and going back to his room, afraid that if he continued watching, he would have strange dreams that night.

Currently, Miyuki is the only friend he acknowledges in the system. If their relationship progresses further and their friendship changes, he won't be able to complete any side quests.

I lay down on the bed, took out my phone, and opened the Huang Mao app.

Looking at the column next to his points, which showed a full 121 points, he didn't plan to redeem them so quickly.

The heart and kidneys are different; if you don't get them replaced, you'll die.

The most sensible approach now is to stockpile them and use them whenever needed.

But looking at it before bed always makes people feel happy.

He dreamed again that night that Miyuki appeared in his dream and did yoga in front of him all night.

The next day arrived quickly. When Shirakawa Natsu got up and came to the living room, she saw bread and eggs laid out on the dining table.

Miyuki, dressed in a tracksuit, sat at the dining table, stuffing bread into her mouth.

"Have you changed your style lately?" Shirakawa Natsu asked after sitting down. Normally, Miyuki would wear a leather jacket and jeans.

Of course, the sportswear looked especially dashing on her tall figure.

Miyuki revealed his two tiger teeth, took a bite out of half a piece of bread, chewed it a few times and swallowed it: "I'll go learn martial arts later."

"Fighting?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, her attention focused on the two canine teeth. Luckily, she had been wearing a mouth ring on her in the stairwell that time, otherwise, with that sharpness, it would have been more than just a scratch.

"Hmm." Miyuki quickly finished her breakfast and stood up. "It's Genki. I'm learning fighting from him."

"It's him." Upon hearing the name Genki, Shirakawa Natsu immediately pictured a scruffy, middle-aged man.

He once shouted at the gate of Tokyo University that he wanted to capture Inagawa Hanahi, but after being offered more money, he defected to the enemy on the spot and now works for Inagawa Hanahi.

He didn't say anything about his brother's interest, only reminding him not to get involved with the underworld.

Shirakawa Natsu waited for Kimura Momo at the elevator entrance today.

Of all the women he knows now, Inagawa Hanahi wishes she could drown him, the man who slept with her mother, in Tokyo Bay.

Aunt Mafei is still in Yan Kingdom, and her holiday is about a week away.

Of course, even if she comes back, Shirakawa Natsu doesn't plan to go looking for her.

His aunt was too preoccupied with her thoughts, so he kept quiet until he was absolutely certain.

When the time comes, she'll be promoted two levels, and then she'll experience the power of 30cm.

"Mr. Shirakawa, is there something you need?" Kimura Momo spoke politely, even though the two had already entered each other's bodies.

But it seems that in her eyes, physical intimacy does not necessarily mean that other aspects of their relationship are also good.

"It's okay, it's been a long time since we went to school together." Shirakawa Natsumi walked up the elevator with her.

He's been busy with Ryoko Arishima and Yu Mukai's affairs these past few days. He finally managed to finish things up there, and since there are no side quests yet, he's taking this opportunity to increase the fox's favorability.

"Why?" Kimura Mono smiled and said, "In Mr. Shirakawa's context, going to school with me is a necessary action."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was momentarily speechless. He felt that Kimura Momo was raising the bar, but judging from her serious expression, it seemed like she was asking a serious question.

He called Kimura Momo the conversation killer, and the two remained silent the entire way.

After parking the car, Shirakawa Natsumi followed Kimura Momo out of the car. After walking a few steps, they saw a little kitten.

The kitten was still very young, but it wasn't afraid of people. It meowed by the roadside and approached Kimura Momo with its little paws when it saw her.

Kimura Momo took a ham out of her bag, peeled off the plastic wrap, and handed it to the kitten.

The kitten meowed, opened its mouth, grabbed the ham, and started gnawing on it.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the ham; it wasn't the kind of ham humans eat, but rather pet food shaped like ham.

It's clear that Kimura Momo bought it specifically for this kitten.

No wonder the kitten rubs against her whenever it sees her.

He wanted to say a few more words, but Kimura Momo dropped the ham and walked away.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly caught up and asked, "Is this cat also a yokai, capable of transforming into a catgirl or something?"

If it really is a monster, he plans to try and build up its favor so that he can repay the favor when he transforms into a cat.

He just thought the kitten was too small; he doesn't like little girls.

“It’s just an ordinary kitten.” Kimura Momo smiled and shook her head.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. He could probably guess what was going on. He turned to look at the kitten.

It was taking small bites of ham on the ground.

Just then, two children passed by. When they saw the kitten, they rushed over and kicked Ham away.

The kitten was so frightened that it hid in the bushes, its round eyes still fixed on the half-eaten ham, unwilling to leave.

The two children then turned their attention to the kitten and reached out to catch it.

Shirakawa Natsumi's blood pressure spiked when she saw the two brats. She turned to Kimura Momo, waiting for her reaction.

However, Kimura Momo showed no intention of turning back, and left without slowing down her pace.

Shirakawa Natsu frowned. The two mischievous children had already caught the kitten, which was emitting a pitiful "meow".

"You brats, stop!" Shirakawa Natsu shouted, rushing forward and giving each of the two brats a fiery finger snap on the head.

Although he was in poor health, he could easily beat up two elementary school students.

Watching the two naughty kids run away crying.

Shirakawa Natsu placed the kitten next to the half-eaten ham, by which time Kimura Momo had already disappeared.

"Hey." Shirakawa Natsu caught up with her, frowning as she asked, "Isn't that the kitten you're concerned about?"

Kimura Momo glanced at him sideways, her gentle smile unchanged: "Mr. Shirakawa, I am a yokai. I have lived here for two hundred years since I gained some rudimentary wisdom. I have encountered many things and witnessed many unimaginable and horrifying events."

“…” Shirakawa Natsumi pouted.

"Things that you thought you could never forget, or pain that you thought you could never forget, have also faded away with the passage of time."

The two were talking as they entered the University of Tokyo campus.

Good morning, Kimura-sensei!

Greetings kept coming from all around; Kimura Momo's popularity at Tokyo University was absolutely top-tier.

“I don’t have your long lifespan,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “Humans know they will die, yet they live so hard. They know there will be a day of separation, yet when they love each other, they still love as if tomorrow will never come. Humans are so foolish.”