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"Do you need me to call the police for you, Mr. Xia?" Kimura Momo brought him a cup of hot water and asked kindly.
“No need. I don’t have any evidence yet, but I did take photos.” Shirakawa Natsu picked up his teacup. Just as he thought, Kimura Momo was a person without any flaws.
He won't get any useful information by continuing to exchange pleasantries here.
He pretended to show her photos, took out his phone, quickly opened the Yellow Hair app, and tapped on the backpack.
There lay a special item, "Destined Lover," which keeps the target's affection level towards you constant at 100 for 12 hours.
What does a constant favorability rating of 100 mean? It means absolute love. It means that if you want her to, she will pose in any way you ask.
This prop is the key to his success in winning over Kimura Momo.
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Chapter 41: Was She Reverse-Pushed?!
"Whether to use special items, Destiny Lovers, the target's favorability towards you will remain constant at 100 for 12 hours."
Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Kimura Momo, who was sipping tea from a teapot, exuding an ethereal air.
Destiny's Lover is the only way to break the current situation. Calm yourself and click to use.
The moment you tap, the gorgeous heart gradually enlarges, disappears from the backpack, and beautiful patterns cover the entire screen.
In the 3D modeling of the homepage, the beautiful and charming Kimura Momo's expression also changes.
A blush crept onto her cheeks, and a heart quickly filled the top right corner, followed by a countdown timer: 11 hours and 59 minutes.
Reaching the maximum level of favorability does not mean that the other party will agree to any of your requests.
She just wants you to become the most important and beloved person to her.
Kimura Momoko was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Shirakawa Natsu, before slowly putting down her teacup, her expression remaining unchanged.
Shirakawa Natsu noticed her changes and secretly wondered if the yellow-haired app had given him expired items.
Kimura Momo suddenly smiled, not with her usual gentle demeanor, but with a charm unique to females.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a blur before her eyes, and then she lost consciousness.
Before he lost consciousness, only one thought popped into his mind: how come things aren't going as planned?
I don't know how long I slept, but I felt myself lying on a soft bed with something pressing on me. It seemed to be a woman, and I could feel a familiar touch on her skin, which gave my brain a unique stimulation.
There were also furry things hitting my thighs, which made me a little itchy.
"Where are my clothes?" Shirakawa Natsu was startled and suddenly opened her eyes to find a strange woman on top of her.
She had waist-length silver hair and a mature, alluring appearance, but she also had a pair of strange, red eyes that were completely unlike any human's.
Those bright red pupils even shone faintly in the night, a luster completely different from the reflection of normal eyes.
A pair of silvery-white, fox-like ears stood erect on her head, while behind her, an equally bright silver tail swayed in the air, its tip occasionally brushing against his thigh.
The itching I felt earlier was caused by this tail.
She was completely naked, her elbows, waist, and knees exposed, her body pressed against Shirakawa Natsumi's waist.
She saw Shirakawa Natsumi smile and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Natsumi, I originally planned to finish it while you were asleep, but it seems that won't be possible."
From her voice and familiar tone, Shirakawa Natsu knew she was Kimura Momo, but everything before him still left him bewildered: "You... what exactly are you?"
"Monster, weirdo, fox—these are all names humans have given us. You can choose whichever name you prefer," Kimura Momo explained casually, clearly indicating that none of these terms mattered to her.
After her initial surprise, Shirakawa Natsu gradually calmed down.
He was a time traveler, and after learning that Kimura Momo was a monster, he quickly accepted it and was grateful to her for sparing his life.
“You’re not afraid.” Kimura Momo stroked his chest with one hand. “You’re quite an interesting human, aren’t you?”
“Actually, once you accept it, there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, sitting on her lap with her hands unsure of where to put them. “We’re just different species. You don’t seem to be planning to hurt me. Instead of talking about that, could you please get off me first?”
Kimura Momo wasn't wearing any clothes, and neither was he. When she sat on him, she could feel that the area between her legs had a different texture than her skin.
"No, I want to have a little fox." Kimura Momo chuckled and leaned down, their cheeks almost touching.
"Are you sure there's no reproductive isolation?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked softly.
“I haven’t tried it.” Kimura Momo smiled and shook her head, then opened her mouth and gently bit his neck.
Feeling a soft, ticklish sensation on her neck, like animals, she liked to express intimacy and trust by gently biting the neck. Even though Kimura Momo was a yokai, she still retained her animalistic habits.
“Our relationship isn’t that close yet.” Shirakawa Natsu knew it was because of his destined lover, but he also wanted to know how Kimura Momo would perceive this strangeness.
“She’s probably in heat.” Kimura Momo raised her head, stretched her neck to his lips, and gently rubbed it, as if she wanted him to bite her neck too. “This is also my first time being a yokai. I haven’t met any companions yet. I believe I will be able to figure out the patterns in the future.”
Shirakawa Natsu looked at the snow-white neck in front of her. Her animalistic XP system couldn't understand it at all, but she still opened her mouth and, imitating what she had just done, gently bit the neck: "Does that mean just anyone can do it?"
Kimura Momo narrowed her eyes, her breathing becoming heavier: "Love is an emotion unique to humans. Do you think different species can share the same values?"
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. What she said made perfect sense. Ancient novels about scholars and foxes were mostly just literati dreaming of peaches.
Different species have different values.
“Come on.” Kimura Momo said, sliding off him and lying down beside him, gesturing for him to get on top of her.
Shirakawa Natsu was astonished. It really was the fox's pose. Kimura Momo's figure was surprisingly slender when she wasn't wearing clothes. From his angle, he could see her exquisite curves all over, like a crystal statue carved from jade.
The silvery-white tail on the coccyx curled around Shirakawa Natsu's waist, trying to pull him to lie on top of it from behind.
There is no doubt that humans are visual creatures. Even if we know that what we are looking at is not a living being, we still can't resist if it is beautiful enough.
The silver tail tugged at his waist, as if urging him on.
Shirakawa Natsumi gritted his teeth, covered her slender waist with both hands, straightened his position, and leaned over her.
The whole process went smoothly. Unlike humans, Kimura Momo does not experience shyness.
Although the body will react, for example, by making a slight humming sound through the nose in response to his movements.
But his emotions remained unchanged throughout.
She wouldn't mind if he did something extra, like getting something smeared on his face, and she wouldn't get angry.
It's a pity that Shirakawa Natsumi's health is not good, otherwise she wouldn't have spared those fox ears either.
Afterwards, the two lay together. Kimura Momo's expression remained ethereal, yet she would occasionally stick out her tongue and lick his skin.
It's like how small animals express intimacy, creating a strong sense of contrast.
The two of them had just sweated a lot, and their skin was rubbing together, creating a slippery feeling.
Shirakawa Natsu casually placed one hand on her chest, and suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt.
It's like deceiving an innocent young girl, which would cause moral shame.
We must complete the task and upgrade our kidneys to be healthier.
Then, watching Kimura Momo maintain a calm and collected expression while her body was being penetrated and she was making "whimpering" fox-like noises.
"Mammoth," Shirakawa Natsumi said, "If you are a yokai, can you heal my body?"
Kimura Momo stuck out her little tongue and licked his outstretched finger: "Yokai are not omnipotent. I can only confuse human minds to a certain extent, that's all."
Like a small animal expressing affection to humans, it quickly licks a human's fingertip with its tongue and then withdraws it.
"Then what can you do to help me?" Shirakawa Natsu was still determined. If he couldn't extend his life through the Yellow Hair APP, then the points could be used to exchange for important items.
"My identity is that of your teacher, and I will only do things that are consistent with this identity." Kimura Momo said coldly, but her long legs were wrapped around him.
Her legs are long, fair, and extremely flexible, allowing her to easily form a split.
"So even if I'm in danger, you won't save me?" Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. Why was she different from the fox spirit in the rumors? Shouldn't she be devoted to her lover?
“No, our lifespans are fixed. Your presence in my life is as fleeting as your afternoon nap.” Kimura Momo’s long legs brushed against his inner thigh: “The ending is predetermined. How you leave is your destiny.”
"You're so cold-hearted." Shirakawa Natsu said angrily, grabbing her long legs and rubbing them together in the diamond-shaped gap between her thighs and calves.
Kimura Momo didn't mind at all; in the fox's perception, there was no concept of shyness.
Maintaining a certain image in public is about embodying a human being, but at home, I don't care what he does to me.
Enraged, Shirakawa Natsu flipped over and pinned her down, their eyes meeting.
Kimura Momo remained calm. Shirakawa Natsu kicked her for a while, then his body went limp and he collapsed on top of her.
There is nothing he can do.
Kimura Momo opened her arms and pulled him into her embrace.
She's quite clingy.
"Can I change into sheer black stockings?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, clearly not to satisfy some strange fetish.
Instead, he wanted to experiment with Kimura Momo's characteristics as a yokai.
Chapter 42 has developed a lot.
"Sure, but I don't have sheer black stockings. My human identity is a male teacher, so I only have men's clothes at home," Kimura Momo stated truthfully, without asking why or finding anything wrong with the question itself.
Shirakawa Natsu gradually came to understand the fundamental difference in the underlying logic between Kimura Momo's way of thinking as a yokai and as a human.
He had made the same request to Sister Youcai before. She initially disagreed, but after he pestered her for a while, she finally agreed, blushing.
Human thought processes follow these steps: First, why did he make this request? Second, can I fulfill this request? Third, can I accept the consequences if I agree to his request?
These three questions will be weighed in your mind in an instant to reach a conclusion and then make a choice.
At that time, Youcai's thought process was that Xia was a fan of black stockings and wanted me to wear black stockings and do adult things with him. I could do this request, but if I easily agreed, he would definitely make even more outrageous requests, so I couldn't easily agree.
Kimura Momo's inner journey, Part 1: His request won't hurt me, so I can agree.
Second, I don't have black stockings right now, so I can't do it.
"Let's go out and buy some, we can also buy some adult products," Shirakawa Natsumi asked again to confirm her guess.
"Okay." Wood Algae Woman got up from him. Her figure was different from that of a young girl. It was the plumpness unique to women, so smooth that you could hardly feel any pores. It was as soft as silk, with some sweat and other things still on it.
The two took a shower together in the bathroom. Shirakawa Natsu sprayed shampoo on her fluffy tail, which shrank considerably after getting wet, which was quite amusing.
When it touches the skin, it can only be described as having skin as smooth as ice and jade.
Kimura Momo enjoyed Shirakawa Natsu bathing her, letting him do whatever he wanted with her body, and she also liked him stroking her abdomen.
After taking a shower, the two went to an adult store and picked out a lot of things.
Kimura Momo remained calm throughout and even helped him provide the appropriate clothing sizes.
Seeing her unfazed expression as she held the props in her hand, Shirakawa Natsu could only sigh at the difference in values between yokai and humans.
He didn't choose any props, but just picked a few outfits that were extremely embarrassing.
Back at the apartment, Kimura Momo changed into clothes that didn't suit her personality, just as he had requested.
He tried to make various requests, and he complied with them all.
Shirakawa Natsu only regretted that her body was not up to par, but she still enjoyed herself to the fullest.
Special item, Fated Lovers, six hours remaining.
He didn't linger, said goodbye to Momoko, and returned to his apartment.
My health is so poor, I've already done everything I can.
When he got home, he saw Miyuki sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw him come in, she looked him up and down.
"Is there anything strange about me?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.
"It has an unpleasant smell." Miyuki's nose twitched. "I don't like it."