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

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According to Kimura Momo's theory, under her influence, Shirakawa Natsu would lose control even if his girlfriend was nearby and would take the initiative to sleep with her.

Jingu Nao believed that Shirakawa Natsu wouldn't do such a horrible, blond-haired thing in front of her.

"Is that so?" Kimura Momo gently shifted her body, aligning the two of them so they were pressed together.

After a slight hesitation, she entered the sharp point, then smiled sweetly at Jingu Nao and suddenly let go.

To restore Shirakawa Natsu's body to its original state.

Jingu Nao was able to pretend nothing happened even though she saw her boyfriend being pinned to the floor right in front of her.

But at this moment, his expression betrayed his worry.

Fearing that Shirakawa Natsu would continue upwards, he took advantage of the situation.

Shirakawa Natsuya was stunned. He had already felt the front part push the door open a crack, but now it had stopped.

If Momoko keeps using force, he doesn't need to think; he can just lie down.

But now the choice is in his hands.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

A faint "pfft."

Shirakawa Natsumi's muscles relaxed, and she collapsed to the ground.

Jingu Nao, whose heart had been in her throat, relaxed, her expression complex.

Kimura Momo's gentle smile froze on her face, and she appeared visibly stunned.

Shirakawa Natsumi had regained his senses, and even though the sensation of muddy fluid kept coming from the point of contact, he could no longer muster any desire for sex.

His kidney problems prevented him from making this choice.

Kimura Momo suddenly grabbed his hands and began repeating the technique, trying to keep the bet going.

But after Shirakawa Natsu regained consciousness, even with her face covered in gauze, she refused to submit and the two wrestled together.

"Enough," Jingu Nao said coldly. "That's enough."

"What a pity." Kimura Momo pressed Shirakawa Natsu down again. "It seems we'll have to use a simpler testing method next time."

Jingu Nao looked at the marks on Kimura Momo's abdomen, her voice gradually turning cold: "There won't be a next time."

Judging from the monster's tone, she plans to continue humiliating her boyfriend in different ways in the future.

Whether love had clouded Shirakawa Natsu's judgment was not verified this time.

But without a doubt, it has gradually robbed her of the ability to think calmly, and even without certainty, she intends to fight Kimura Momo to the death.

Her eyes scrutinized Kimura Momo carefully; next time she made a move, she would definitely go all out.

Wood Moss Woman could clearly sense the murderous aura emanating from her, but her expression remained gentle: "Human emotions are truly fascinating. Even you can't control your own emotions."

Jingu Nao remained silent. She only had one chance to strike, and it had to be a fatal blow.

The tense atmosphere in the room gradually reached its peak.

Suddenly, a cell phone ringing interrupted the tense atmosphere.

Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were covered, so he couldn't see what was happening outside. When he heard the ringing, he was startled. The ringing was from his cell phone.

"What a pity." Kimura Momo shook her head, her gaze fixed on Jingu Nao, then leaned down and whispered in Shirakawa Natsu's ear: "You can speak now, Jingu Nao can't hear us."

"..." Jingu Nao had a strange feeling of being bullied to her face.

"You vixen, let me go!" Shirakawa Natsu immediately cursed, "Take the cloth off my eyes."

"Hehe, your body is clearly more sensitive than usual." Kimura Momo looked at Jingu Nao, teasing him with her words, while lifting the gauze covering his eyes.

Jingu Nao immediately suppressed her murderous intent and turned around, pretending to be watching TV.

The crisis is temporarily over.

Shirakawa Natsu's vision finally returned, and he quickly looked at Jingu Nao, only to find her swaying her long, black-stockinged legs intently watching TV. He breathed a sigh of relief and glared fiercely at the lecherous fox.

Seeing the muddy mess below her, he felt a pang of guilt towards Jingu Nao.

He quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, grabbed some tissues to wipe himself, and then picked up his phone.

The caller was Kanna Hojo.

After checking the pants and finding nothing amiss, Shirakawa Natsu answered the phone.

There was silence on the other end.

Shirakawa Natsumi wondered to herself, she should be deeply in love with Mino Shimizu, could something have happened again: "Kanna, is something wrong?"

"..." The only response he received was the sound of Hojo Kanna's breathing, her voice soft and choked with sobs: "I'm sorry... Natsu... can we meet?"

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Had he quarreled with Mino Shiki? He picked up his phone and turned to look at the living room.

Although he couldn't see her, Nao Jingu was sitting on the sofa waiting for him to go on a date.

There's a 50% chance of encountering Mikoto in the next mission, so Kanna Hojo will be the target. Therefore, he must maintain a good image with Kanna Hojo so that she'll want to confide in him whenever she's sad.

At this point, women often have a vengeful mentality, making them the easiest targets for blond-haired men.

But if he refuses once, Hojo Kanna might not think of him again next time.

In the living room, Kimura Momo was naked, revealing her perfect curves. She leaned back on the sofa with her long legs crossed and one of her delicate feet swinging back and forth in the air: "Looks like your boyfriend is very welcoming."

Jingu Nao glanced at her. She had already calmed down and controlled her emotions. She had been too impulsive just now. A long-range, large-caliber sniper rifle might have a chance to take down this fox demon, but in close combat, her chances of winning were less than 10%.

We need to prepare in advance and only take action when we are confident.

It's not advisable to escalate the conflict with her at this time.

“I’ve got an interesting idea.” Momoko’s eyes curved into crescents. Her face lacked the gentleness of a human and instead had the cunning of a fox, a mischievous smile: “The bet we just made didn’t go anywhere. How about we let Kanna on the other end of the phone do it for me? With a chest like that, few men would refuse.”

After she finished speaking, she arched her back, straightened her chest, and glanced at Jingu Nao B's chest without making a sound.

She noticed that when Kimura Momo transformed into a fox spirit, her personality changed from gentle and refined as a human to cunning and lazy. She wondered if this was a disguise or if, as she said, she was gradually becoming more like a human.

Jingu Nao wasn't provoked by such a simple gesture, but it was a way to ease the tension between them, so she said, "Okay, but you have to keep your promise. If Natsu doesn't do anything out of line, you're not allowed to flirt with her."

Kimura Momo tilted her head, her tail swaying behind her, seemingly considering, then held out a hand: "One month~"

“Okay!” Jingu Nao agreed.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. Going to Hojo Kanna's place now would be the right choice, but he quickly shook his head. He felt that his "wise man" mode had made him less stubborn, and said, "I'm sorry, Kanna, I've already..."

Suddenly, Jingu Nao rushed in, put her hands together, and shouted to him, "I'm sorry, Natsu, a literature history teacher I know was hit by a car and is dying. I have to go to the hospital right away. I'll call you later."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Shirakawa Natsumi's reaction, she hurriedly put on her shoes, opened the door, and left.

"?" Shirakawa Natsumi was completely confused. Wasn't their literature history teacher Kimura Momo?

Kanna Hojo's voice continued from the other end of the phone: "Can Natsu come to that love hotel we stayed at last time?"

Chapter 87 Good Brothers~

As soon as Hojo Kanna finished speaking, she hurriedly explained, "Natsu, please don't misunderstand. I was just afraid of running into friends I knew, so I looked for a quiet place..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange. She had asked him to meet at the hotel where they had last drunk so much, but she just wanted to find a quiet place.

What's with this strong sense of déjà vu with blond hair?

"Okay, I'm coming over now." Shirakawa Natsumi agreed and hung up the phone, a sudden surge of relief welling up in her heart.

It gave me a feeling of triumph and satisfaction.

Having owned the Huangmao APP for so long, he finally felt like he was Huangmao himself.

In the past, he felt that he was the one being bullied.

Composing himself, he came out of the kitchen. Kimura Momo was still naked, reclining gracefully on the sofa, her beautiful eyes looking at him with a half-smile.

"Hey, I have to go." Shirakawa Natsu didn't want to get entangled with her any longer; she had just easily controlled him.

If she suddenly wanted to play some strange game, he wouldn't be able to resist.

I secretly resolved to work hard on completing tasks, and once I had enough power to protect myself from the yellow-haired app, I would teach this lecherous fox a lesson.

"Okay, see you next time." Kimura Momo stretched out a delicate foot and waved it at him as a greeting.

Shirakawa Natsumi opened her own door and found that Miyuki had not returned.

Take the elevator downstairs, leave the apartment, flag down a taxi, and give them the address of the hotel where we stayed last time.

On the bus, he dialed Miyuki's number again, but it rang for a long time without being answered.

Send a message and ask Miyuki to call him back after receiving it.

This is certainly not about achieving the accomplishment of answering a friend's call when you're rushing to your friend's girlfriend; it's simply because I'm worried about her.

I was already passively assaulted once at Kimura Momo's house.

I didn't have any plans to actually meet with Kanna Hojo this time, so I'm not worried that Miyuki will bother me when she calls back.

When he walked into the love hotel, the owner's eyes gave him a subtle look.

Kanna Hojo's breasts give her a very distinctive look.

The shop owner watched as the girl brought Shirakawa Natsu and Miyuki to his shop to book rooms, and they were both in the same room. He thought to himself, "Young people these days really know how to have fun."

Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the room from last time and gently knocked on the door: "It's me."

The door immediately clicked open, opening only a crack.

After Shirakawa Natsu stepped inside, she saw Hojo Kanna with her head down and her hands tightly clasped together, clearly indicating a simple situation.

The clothing was normal, and there was no scene where the characters immediately took off their clothes.

The two sat side by side on the edge of the bed, neither of them speaking, and the atmosphere began to become awkward.

"Natsu, aren't you going to ask me?" Hojo Kanna buried her head in her chest, her hands nervously gripping the sheets, her small hands clenching and then loosening.

"Today I just want to be a listener." Shirakawa Natsumi said seriously, "If speaking makes you feel better, then speak up, or you just want someone to sit with you."

Shirakawa Natsu deliberately slowed down her tone of voice so that she wouldn't mistake "sitting" for "doing".

“Natsu is as gentle as ever.” Kanna Hojo’s tone was noticeably lighter. “I don’t understand why I fell in love with Mikoto. It only brings me pain.”

"That's not true." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "Love can bring happiness too."

Kanna Hojo looked at him: "For example?"

Shirakawa Natsu thought Jingu Nao was very skilled, and that her good friend Miyuki was probably just as good.

But now is clearly not the time to talk about these things. What we need now is something positive. I reminisced for a while about how I felt being with Jingu Nao.

Jingu Nao always cooperated with him very well. Even though he had kidney problems, she still considered his feelings and used more techniques and rhythm to make him feel at ease and not worry about losing face.

Afterwards, lying together, looking at her bright face, I would always feel a strong urge to work hard and complete the mission diligently to obtain a powerful minotaur kidney, and then be with Jingu Nao again.

He put this feeling in a more inspiring way, saying, "It's like when we're together, I feel very safe and secure, and it gives me the motivation to work hard and so on."

“I see.” Kanna Hojo nodded, then suddenly said, “If it were about peace of mind, I would feel the same way, but not with Mikoto, but with you, Natsu. I feel very at ease when I sit next to you.”

At that moment, neither of them noticed that a dark gun barrel was pointed directly at them.

The Barrett XM109 sniper rifle can penetrate targets made of lightly armored materials at a range of 2 kilometers.

Jingu Nao held a sniper rifle in one hand, with a small monitor next to her showing a scene of Shirakawa Natsu and Hojo Kanna talking in the love hotel. There was no sound, so it was impossible to hear what the two were saying.

Kimura Momo stood to the side, looking at the screen, shaking her head: "How terrifying! Jingu-kun actually pointed such a terrifying weapon at her boyfriend. If Natsu pounces on that girl, will Jingu-kun just shoot her?"

Jingu Nao remained silent with a cold expression; the sniper rifle she displayed was obviously not for Shirakawa Natsu.

Kimura Momo can block out her five senses, so she will most likely follow her into the room to watch the excitement.

She set up the sniper rifle under the guise of monitoring her boyfriend, to test whether he would deliberately stand in a blind spot.

It was expected that Kimura Momo would come to her place: "Put some clothes on outside."

Kimura Momo had two fox ears standing up and her tail swaying behind her, but she was completely naked. She shrugged and said, "Have you ever seen a fox wearing clothes?"

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the screen and said, "It seems like we've reached the most crucial moment. Can Natsu resist Kanna's temptation?"

Jingu Nao withdrew her gaze, and I tightened my grip on the gun.

After saying that she felt at ease when she was with Natsu, Hojo Kanna lowered her head and said in a relaxed tone, as if joking, "If we follow Natsu's description of love, I should like Natsu."