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

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Like in mobile games, new features are triggered after an upgrade.

Shirakawa Natsumi's heart skipped a beat, and she tapped the exclamation mark with her hand.

"A friend has been detected to have found true love. This will automatically trigger the availability of romanceable characters. Once you are within ten meters of your friend's true love, romance data will be generated."

"Note 1: You don't really think the Yellow Hair APP is a pure love game, do you? No way, no way."

Note 2: Can someone who doesn't pursue his friends' women be called a "yellow-haired guy"?

"?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression gradually turned pale. He only had one friend, which was Miyuki sitting in the living room.

He was his best friend who grew up with him.

He even considered seducing his brother, but the Yellow Hair App dealt him a fatal blow.

This evil app gradually revealed its demonic fangs before him.

It's like some shameless novel authors who write pure love stories in the free chapters to avoid being reported, only to reveal their evil side after the novels are published.

"No, I won't accept it." Shirakawa Natsu held his head in his hands. How could he possibly touch the woman his brother liked?

When he was bedridden, only Mikoto visited him frequently and took care of him.

Without a doubt, Miyuki was a ray of light shining into his dark life.

Shirakawa Natsu lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her expression bewildered, muttering, "What should I do?"

Chapter 52 Such a big girl

"Natsu, why has your hair turned yellow?" Jingu Nao sat next to Shirakawa Natsu, turned her head, and touched his hair with a grin: "It actually suits you quite well, and you look much more energetic than before."

“I’m not blond, I’m blonde.” Shirakawa Natsu reached out and brushed her hand away. After thinking all night yesterday, she spent 20 of her remaining 44 points to exchange for a refreshing blonde bob.

The hairstyle provided by the Huangmao APP is definitely more professional than that of the hairdresser downstairs. His gloomy temperament, which was caused by being bedridden for a long time, has been significantly improved, and he looks cheerful and energetic.

Next, spending another 60 points will allow you to upgrade your short hair into flowing golden medium-length hair, or messy golden long hair.

The former continues to increase charm, while the latter increases the success rate of threats.

Shirakawa Natsu still has photography skills, so upgrading to the latter is the most cost-effective.

However, we'll decide on those later. For now, the 24 points can only be used to buy stamina potions.

"I'm so sorry about yesterday." Shirakawa Natsu apologized to Jingu Nao sincerely, "I made you wait for so long."

"Hehe~ No way." Jingu Nao stretched out her elbow and rubbed his chest, grinning foolishly. "You came through the rain, just like a prince in a story who, after overcoming hardships and defeating monsters, comes to marry the princess."

Shirakawa Natsu scratched his head, unsure how to answer. Yesterday, he had indeed disciplined the monster with a stick, making it whimper: "I thought you would be angry."

"Who told me to like Natsu?" Jingu Nao smiled, took a few steps forward, and said softly, "Idiot."

"What did you say?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, puzzled, not having heard clearly.

"Class is about to start, let's go~ hehe." Jingu Nao turned around with a big smile on her face, took his hand, and ran towards the classroom.

This was a Chinese literature appreciation class, and Shirakawa Natsumi began to doubt herself. "I, a Yan person, memorized classical Chinese texts in school. Now I've been transported to the East, and I'm still memorizing Yan classical Chinese? Has my time travel been for nothing?"

As a result, he was rewarded for helping the teacher organize materials after class because he demonstrated a deep understanding of Chinese when answering questions.

"Pfft." Jingu Nao covered her mouth. "I'll go with Natsu."

"No need, you go ahead and do your own thing. I'll call you later." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. He originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing that the Chinese literature teacher's wife was young and beautiful, he decided to become friends with the teacher first.

We might need it in the future, so let's build a good relationship now so we're just in case.

"Hehe, okay." Jingu Nao waved to him, and her long, black-stockinged legs skipped away.

Shirakawa Natsu was led to the library by her Chinese teacher, and after many twists and turns, she arrived at a pile of bookshelves.

There was already a girl in a short skirt organizing books there.

"Kanna, this is Shirakawa Natsu." The Chinese teacher waved to the girl.

The girl turned her head, holding a mobile phone in her hand. She was only 1.61 meters tall, with a delicate and petite face, round eyes like a cute ragdoll cat, and black-rimmed glasses on her nose, but she didn't look old-fashioned; instead, she looked very adorable.

What's most eye-catching is her chest; even though she's wearing a loose coat, it's still very prominent, and I'd estimate it to be an E cup.

“He speaks Chinese, so he should be able to help you.” The Chinese teacher patted Shirakawa Natsu’s shoulder as she spoke: “Her name is Hojo Kanna, and she helps out at the library. I’ll leave this to you, Natsu.”

Kanna Hojo suddenly turned around, her body seemingly trembling slightly.

"Uh, what's wrong with you?" Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. This girl was quite cute, but why did she seem a little dim-witted?

"Sorry, it's alright. I'm so glad someone could help me." Hojo Kanna quickly turned around and bowed to him at a ninety-degree angle: "My name is Hojo Kanna, I'm a librarian, please take care of me."

"Please, Xia," the Chinese teacher said before turning to leave, her steps slightly unsteady.

It seems that, just as rumored, he married a young and beautiful wife, and I should be able to help him in the future.

"Xia-kun." Hojo Kanna bowed to him again, her round eyes sparkling. "Do you really understand the ancient Chinese language of Yan?"

"Um, that's something to guess." Shirakawa Natsu honestly said, "You don't need to use honorifics with me, just speak normally. Call me Shirakawa or Natsu, it's fine either way."

Kanna Hojo crossed her hands and said, "Sorry, I subconsciously used honorifics when meeting someone for the first time."

"Just call it whatever sounds good to you." Shirakawa Natsu wouldn't make demands of others, and pointed to the bookshelves on both sides, saying, "So, do you need to organize these classical Chinese books from Yan Kingdom?"

“Hmm.” Kanna Hojo nodded, her head slightly lowered, her voice soft: “I really like Chinese characters and want to categorize the books here by era and type, but I can’t understand many of them, and Google searches are also vague. Many books are difficult to classify accurately…”

Her voice got quieter and quieter.

"It's alright, I understand." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. As for the ancient Chinese texts of Yan, let alone someone like her who loves Chinese literature, even an old scholar might not be able to explain them accurately.

"Thank you, Shirakawa-san." Hojo Kanna's delicate face showed a shy and happy smile. "To be honest, I was almost ready to give up. It's hard to find people at school who are interested in these things. I'm really happy to have met Shirakawa-san who shares my interests."

Shirakawa Natsu turned her head away. He wasn't really interested in classical Chinese literature, but seeing how she looked like she had met a kindred spirit, he couldn't bear to expose her.

The two began organizing the classical Chinese texts on the two walls, and with Shirakawa Natsu joining them, their efficiency increased almost exponentially.

"Shirakawa-kun, where should this copy of the Tao Te Ching be classified?" Hojo Kanna asked, holding several translations and the original text in her hand.

"Let's put on some philosophy," Shirakawa Natsumi said while tidying up.

“But…” Kanna Hojo pointed to a wall and said, “But philosophy books already take up an entire bookshelf.”

"Oh, then I'll put out the military treatise." Shirakawa Natsumi said casually.

"?" Hojo Kanna's head was filled with a question mark.

“Remember, when things are at their worst, change is necessary; change leads to progress; progress leads to longevity,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “When faced with a situation, being flexible is the key to solving it.”

“Oh~” Kanna Hojo nodded seriously.

Fortunately, these are all common books, and Shirakawa Natsumi has heard of them to some extent. She only needs to check the dates.

With their combined efforts, the two of them categorized all the ancient texts on the two bookshelves in just two hours.

They also put category labels next to it.

Kanna Hojo smiled easily, clearly genuinely happy: "Thank you, Shirakawa-san."

"No need." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "Girls who like Chinese characters are all good girls."

While the two were talking, two students came to return books. They casually put the books on the bookshelf and were about to leave.

Kanna Hojo gritted her teeth and ran up to her: "Excuse me, could you please put the book in the correct spot?"

One of them laughed and said, "But junior, Chinese books are difficult to classify. How can you be sure your classification is correct?"

Kanna Hojo blushed slightly and lowered her head, clearly unsure how to answer.

Just then, a "click" sounded as Shirakawa Natsumi, holding her phone, exclaimed, "Oh dear, two grown men are flirting with our cute junior sister!"

The two exchanged a glance and quickly laughed, "Just kidding."

After saying that, he took out the books that he had just randomly inserted and rearranged them according to their categories.

After the two left, Kanna Hojo came over and said, "Thank you."

"No need. Without a firm resolve, nothing will be accomplished in the end," Shirakawa Natsu said with a smile. "Don't be easily influenced by others; believe that what you are doing is right."

Kanna Hojo was taken aback, and said with a strange expression, "But Shirakawa-san just said that we should be flexible. What if we are wrong?"

"No one is perfect, everyone makes mistakes. To err is human, to forgive divine." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and patted Hojo Kanna, saying in a serious tone, "That's one of the charms of learning Chinese."

"Pfft." Kanna Hojo suddenly laughed out loud, quickly realizing that Natsumi Shirakawa's hand was still on her shoulder, and a blush rose to her face again.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly withdrew her hand; what an innocent young girl.

"Oh dear~" Kanna Hojo suddenly raised her wrist and glanced at the time: "I have an important date tonight. I'm sorry, Shirakawa-kun, I'll treat you to dinner another time."

"Okay, it's someone you like, right?" Shirakawa Natsumi smiled. Asking directly would be impolite, but it would efficiently get the information she wanted. If she had a boyfriend, then she would definitely be friends with her; otherwise, she would just stay in her contacts for now.

Kanna Hojo blushed, nodded slightly, and then kept her head down with a sweet smile on her face.

"What an innocent girl," Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed, then said, "You go first, leave the rest to me."

"Thank you." Kanna Hojo bowed deeply to him. "Shirakawa-kun is such a kind person."

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "That darn Yasashi again." He decided to find a bamboo pole and go high jump on the playground later. Maybe he'd finish the task that way.

Literature Department, classrooms and offices.

Jingu Nao sat on the desk in front of Kimura Momo, her long, straight legs in black stockings swinging back and forth: "Natsu has your scent on her."

Kimura Momo remained silent, sitting quietly in her office.

“Even so, I will not surrender.” Jingu Nao made a face at her.

Kimura Momo looked at her with a half-smile: "Human emotions are very interesting."

"Do you like him?" Jingu Nao suddenly asked.

“Yes.” Kimura Shiono nodded: “I am willing to stay by his side for the rest of his life.”

"Do you like him?" Jingu Nao asked again.

"I will stay with you for life, and I will not seek out any other male." Kimura Momo looked at Jingu Nao and asked softly, "Isn't this what humans like?"

"I like it, that's all." Jingu Nao laughed. "Hehe, it's hard to explain anyway, so let's just leave it at that."

"Does he like you?" Kimura Momo asked.

"Yes." Nao Jingu nodded, her face beaming with a smile: "I like it."

Suddenly, her phone rang; it was Shirakawa Natsu calling.

"Nao, let's go out for dinner tonight." Shirakawa Natsu said, holding her phone as she walked towards the school gate.

Yesterday I threw Jingu Nao into the Tokyo Tower, but I was messing around with monsters. I need to treat them to a meal and apologize.

When he looked up, he suddenly saw a familiar Hummer parked at the school gate.

Isn't this my brother's car?

Chapter 53 This mission is too exciting!

Miyuki crossed her arms and leaned against the Hummer. It was rush hour after class, and students, both male and female, would turn their heads to take a second look as they passed by her.

"Tch, she's clearly a woman, but she's so handsome." Shirakawa Natsu walked over. Miyuki had a melancholic, mature woman vibe about her, and the girls attracted to her were like moths to a flame, approaching her: "Hey, this senior from another school, has she finally extended her clutches to our school?"

He was the same age as Mikoto, but he dropped out of school in his first year of high school and spent a total of four years in the hospital.

So Mikoto entered university a year earlier than him. She was a playboy, but she was actually a good student.

I am studying law at Waseda University.

Miyuki knew about the ambiguous relationship between his female tutor and his tutor, and that the two broke up peacefully not long after they were admitted to university.

Shirakawa Natsu even suspected that she dated so many women in order to trick them into tutoring her.

"I have an appointment." Mikoto took out a cigarette, paused, then put it back in. "Want to come along?"

"No need, I have plans too, I won't bother you any longer." Shirakawa Natsu said goodbye and turned around. He had dinner with Jingu Nao that evening.

Making her wait alone in the rain for four hours yesterday, and then standing her up again today, would be utterly inhumane.

"Let's go together." Miyuki shook her head: "The more people there are, the less awkward it will be."

Shirakawa Natsu looked at her suspiciously. This playboy was skilled at dealing with women, yet now he was asking her for help.

Clearly, Miyuki wasn't sure he could win over the woman who hadn't yet appeared.

Or rather, it should be said that one cares; only when one cares will one act cautiously.