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

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Shirakawa Natsu didn't return it, but put it in her pocket: "You actually care about this?"

“Hmm.” Kimura Momo nodded: “I’m not sure yet whether Mr. Natsu and I have reproductive barriers. If we can have a little fox, as the father, you can’t share your love with other children.”

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi said cautiously, unable to understand the logic, "How about I do the experiment for you tonight?"

"No need." Wood Moss Girl waved her hand, ignoring him.

School was over, and Shirakawa Natsu saw Hojo Kanna walking towards her with a smile from afar.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Shirakawa-san. It took me a while to organize the books." Hojo Kanna said with a bright smile, carrying her handbag in both hands.

"No, I just arrived too." Shirakawa Natsu quickly smiled and looked at her. She was dressed the same as when they met during the day. Her long white legs were visible under her skirt. Unlike Jingu Nao's slender legs, her legs were also very long and appeared much fuller.

Kanna Hojo's home is not far from the University of Tokyo; she doesn't even need to take the train.

“It’s just ahead.” Kanna Hojo pointed to a row of old houses and said, “They’re quite old, they might scare Shirakawa-kun.”

"No, on the contrary, I think it has a unique flavor left by time," Shirakawa Natsumi said with a smile.

He wasn't flattering me; this place isn't far from Dongda University, and although it looks old, the land prices have long since skyrocketed.

If a real estate company takes a liking to you, you can immediately settle down and relax.

This place is like the old residential buildings behind Tsinghua University in my past life.

Kanna Hojo's fondness for classical Chinese is not without reason; her grandparents' generation was most likely a professor at the University of Tokyo.

"Really?" Kanna Hojo's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her lips. "I like this place too. The old houses are like they have guardian spirits, with a unique historical flavor. I knew Shirakawa-kun felt the same way. It feels kind of familiar."

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled awkwardly, feeling quite uncomfortable with Hojo Kanna's expression of meeting a kindred spirit.

What he smelled wasn't the scent of history, but the scent of money.

As the two passed a tea shop, Kanna Hojo blushed slightly and said, "I'll treat Shirakawa-kun to milk tea. I'll go back and tidy up first, then I'll come and get you."

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, went into the shop and sat down. Not far away, two girls dressed as high school girls were sitting.

"It's so annoying, my boyfriend never showers and just lets me bite him."

Another JK (high school girl) companion looked disgusted: "Yeah, and they put it inside, it's so annoying."

"Men who don't wear T-shirts have the worst taste."

"Let me introduce you to a senior who's really good at technology, and he's handsome too."

"No! Last time, I even called a friend. It hurt so much!"

……

"A latte." Shirakawa Natsu looked away and took out her wallet. Her hand touched the safety T-shirt that Kimura Momo had given her in her pocket. It seemed that she was a person of taste.

He glanced at the two girls out of the corner of his eye. They weren't the hot girls he had imagined; they were just ordinary high school students. The one on the right was wearing white bubble socks and looked quite innocent.

It's because I'm out of touch with the times. Perhaps these things are as simple as drinking water to them.

He opened the Huangmao app, and the side quests were still there, with no time limit for completion.

Task 1: Connect with her and get her to admit that you are better than her husband. (Reward: 30 points)

You currently have 21 points. If you can complete the task, you can increase your points by 51.

With a seven-day cooldown period, you can exceed 100 points by completing the mission twice more, allowing you to obtain the powerful kidney of the Minotaur without even having to pursue Kimura Momo.

Although the description of this kidney condition seems strange, as long as one can survive, everything else is a minor issue.

I'm sorry, brother.

He recalled the image of Miyuki leaning on the sofa smoking last night, looking utterly dejected, and felt a pang of self-reproach.

"I'm sorry." Shirakawa Natsu raised her coffee cup and touched it to the glass in the air.

"Have you thought of anything happy?" Kanna Hojo asked, appearing behind him.

“No.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head: “It’s something sad.”

"Oh~" Hojo Kanna withdrew her strange gaze and went to pay the bill for him. She found that he had already paid, so she raised her hand and punched him.

Shirakawa Natsu noticed that the two's feelings for each other were progressing very quickly, and she saw her own reflection in the shop's glass.

With her tall and slender figure and refreshing short blonde hair, she is easy to like at first glance.

The 10-point favorability bonus from hairstyle is quite noticeable; the Yellow Hair APP is terrifyingly effective.

"This is it." Kanna Hojo pushed open a slightly old courtyard gate: "Shirakawa-san, please come in."

"Okay, sure." Shirakawa Natsu felt her heart pounding. Although she felt that nothing should happen, she still felt a nervousness that was completely different from when she was with other girls.

I'm sorry to my brother.

Chapter 56 The Wife's Ways Are Wild

Kanna Hojo took off her shoes, revealing a pair of black ankle socks: "Shirakawa-san, don't be shy, just make yourself at home."

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi calmed down. Just like the outside, it was an old-fashioned house. The wooden floors had been worn shiny from long-term use. Overall, it was fairly clean, like a grandparent's room.

“My room is over here.” Kanna Hojo took his arm and excitedly led him into her room.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes. From blushing at the accidental touch on his arm to now taking the initiative to hold his arm, their relationship seemed to be progressing too fast. Perhaps it was because this was her home, so she didn't feel the same restraint she had outside.

Kanna Hojo's room is simple, with a bed, a wardrobe, and a bookshelf that takes up an entire wall, filled with all kinds of books.

She ran to the bookshelf, pulled out two books, and handed them to Shirakawa Natsu: "These are the complete Chinese versions of the Tao Te Ching and the Analects."

"Wow, that's amazing." Shirakawa Natsu took it. The decoration was exquisite and had a vintage feel. The book looked like it had been read many times, and even though it was well taken care of, there were still rough edges.

"Unfortunately, I know too little Chinese, and it's also very difficult to read." Kanna Hojo looked somewhat dejected.

“Um, it’s okay, I’ll read it to you.” Shirakawa Natsu couldn’t refuse her gaze. He felt that it wasn’t a matter of whether his Chinese was good or bad. If he hadn’t been exposed to it since childhood, reading this kind of thing would definitely make people doubt that he had learned fake Chinese. He turned to the first page and began to read: “The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name… Profound and mysterious, the gateway to all wonders.”

After reading it, he began to explain it, not because he understood the Tao Te Ching, but because there was a detailed Chinese translation below, which he then combined with his own understanding. Whether it was accurate or not was not important; it was a mysterious and profound thing, purely based on personal interpretation.

Kanna Hojo looked at him with shining eyes, her face full of admiration.

Seeing the pretty girl watching him, Shirakawa Natsu also found it amusing and began to read aloud softly.

After reading the entire article, Shirakawa Natsu stopped, savoring the taste, and turned her head to find Hojo Kanna's eyes slightly red.

Kanna Hojo immediately noticed his strange expression, quickly wiped her eyes, and smiled, "Sorry, Shirakawa-kun, I made you read for so long. Let's go cook."

"Oh, okay." Shirakawa Natsumi knows some basic cooking skills and can show them off.

After the two entered the kitchen, he realized he was overthinking things.

When Kanna Hojo mentioned cooking together, she simply meant having him stand by and shout "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome").

Watching Kanna Hojo skillfully clean and process various vegetables and meats.

And her large breasts swayed up and down, a sight to behold.

Soon, a variety of delicious and visually appealing dishes were served.

Shirakawa Natsu felt the atmosphere was quite good so far, especially after having eaten and drunk her fill...

The sound of the door being pushed open with a "click".

A familiar figure appeared at the door, dressed in a police uniform with a gun at his waist.

"Mom." A hint of surprise flashed in Kanna Hojo's eyes. "Why are you back so early today?"

“I’ve finished dealing with things ahead of schedule.” Hojo Maki skillfully changed into slippers and looked at Shirakawa Natsu: “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?”

Hojo Kanna seemed to only then remember Shirakawa Natsu and quickly said, "This is my classmate from Tokyo University, Shirakawa Natsu."

"Hello, Shirakawa-kun." Maki stepped forward, smiling and extending her hand.

"Hello, Aunt Mahi." Shirakawa Natsu only wanted to lightly touch her hand, but she suddenly grabbed it, and then a force came from her hand.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback when she saw that Shirakawa Natsu had her other hand on the bulging gun holster at her waist.

"Mom, do you know each other?" Kanna asked curiously.

"Yes, I met Shirakawa-kun when I went to Tokyo University last time." Maki smiled and secretly gave Shirakawa Natsu a threatening look.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, realizing that she had already let go of her hand, as if she had just been threatening.

He scanned the room and, sure enough, spotted a camera in the corner of the ceiling, and not just one, but several others in other locations.

This isn't just a coincidence that Consort Ma came back today; it's clear she saw her daughter bring him back and rushed home in a hurry.

"It seems I've returned just in time." Maki pointed to the food on the table: "Kanna's cooking skills have improved again."

"No, not at all." Kanna was clearly in a good mood; it seemed that having dinner with her mother made her very happy.

The meal was quite good; Kanna's cooking skills are definitely masterful.

She's beautiful, kind-hearted, has a large bust, and is an excellent cook. Marrying her means you won't go hungry, and your children won't go hungry either.

After dinner, Kanna went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, leaving only Shirakawa Natsu and Maki in the room.

Consort Ma picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said with a serious expression, "Don't you dare lay a finger on my daughter."

"Hmph, Auntie, are you delusional?" Shirakawa Natsumi, of course, wouldn't admit it.

If it weren't for the gun on her waist, he would have liked to say, "Madam, you wouldn't want your daughter to be bullied at school, would you?"

Ma Fei glanced at him and pointed to his right trouser pocket.

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment, then felt incredibly embarrassed. It was the safety T-shirt that Kimura Momo had given him.

As expected of a police inspector, he can accurately guess what it is just from its shape.

The next second, he noticed something else and looked at Ma Fei, "Madam, why do you seem so familiar with me?"

Consort Ma could tell what he was thinking from his eyes, took a sip, and offered no explanation.

The two exchanged information through their eyes.

Mafei suddenly stood up, walked to Shirakawa Natsu, and, to his surprise, placed her hand on his collarbone and her other hand on the middle of his neck.

She leaned forward, resting her head against his side, and whispered in his ear, "I'll be waiting for you under the streetlight at the first intersection to the right."

Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange. The two seemed to be pressed together in this position, and he could smell the unique perfume scent of a mature woman like Maki.

What exactly does this woman want to do?

After she finished speaking, she turned to Kanna in the kitchen and said, "Kanna, I have something to do, I'm going to the police station first."

After she finished speaking, she gave Shirakawa Natsu a mischievous smile, and her hand, which was on his chest, suddenly moved down to his abdomen. It didn't stop there and continued to move down.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Did this lady really play such a thrilling game? A female perpetrator?

When Ma Fei's hand reached his thigh, it suddenly turned, and two slender fingers slipped into his pocket, pinched the safety T-shirt, and gently dropped it on the ground.

Then she put on her police cap, turned and left, adjusting it as she went, appearing solemn and dignified.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Kanna Kiyoshi came out of the kitchen. She was used to her mother going out late at night. She gave Shirakawa Natsu an apologetic look.

Then I saw Shirakawa Natsu bending down to pick up a safety T-shirt from the ground.

The scene became extremely awkward for a moment.

Shirakawa Natsumi's face was grim. This Consort Ma had calculated the timing of her daughter's birth and tricked her.

Facing Kanna's gaze, Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched as she placed the safety T-shirt she had picked up on the dining table: "It's your mother. Never mind, would you believe me if I said it wasn't mine?"

Kanna didn't speak, she just nodded vigorously.

"Alright then." Shirakawa Natsu felt she didn't believe him; the woman who had given him a hard time was still outside.

He wanted to see what she was up to, so he stood up from his seat and said, "Anyway, I'm sorry, I have to go now."

Kanna didn't say anything, followed him to the entrance, changed her shoes, and saw him out.

The two stood at the doorway.

"I'm sorry." Kanna suddenly blushed and bowed.

"You shouldn't apologize to me for this, should you?" Shirakawa Natsu was speechless; this girl loved apologizing too much.

"No, it's my fault." Kanna shook her head: "I... I haven't had any contact with boys my age, so I don't really understand what boys are thinking."

She lowered her head more and more as she spoke: "If my words or actions have caused you any misunderstanding, I am very sorry."

"Alright, thanks for the food, it's very good." Shirakawa Natsu knew her personality, so he didn't explain. Right now, he just wanted to go and fight Maki. He waved to Kanna and said, "I'll stop here. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Kanna quickly bowed to him, stood at the door, and watched him leave quickly.