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

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Shirakawa Natsu lowered her head and used her chopsticks to ease the awkwardness, then put a piece of sushi into her mouth, where it was perfectly tender and delicious.

While he was eating sushi, he suddenly noticed that Hanakira's right hand twitched slightly, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

The image of Hana Kira using those hands to make sushi for him immediately flashed into his mind.

This is definitely a deliberate implication.

Thankfully she didn't use her foot, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to eat.

“I’ve already eaten.” Hua Qiluo took out a handkerchief, reached out, and wiped away a little bit of food residue from the corner of his mouth. Her gaze was gentle and smiling. “Eat more.”

"Uh, okay." Shirakawa Natsumi was extremely uncomfortable with this overly intimate gesture.

After lunch, Shirakawa Natsu waited for Hanakira's next move.

"I'll take a nap at noon," Hua Qiluo said, putting away her lunchbox.

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Was she inviting him to sleep together? Was that too direct? He stood there, staring blankly at Hana Kira.

Hua Qiluo smiled back at him.

The two stared at each other for three seconds.

Shirakawa Natsumi bowed respectfully: "Boss, I'll go back to my workstation now."

"Mm." Hua Qiluo smiled and nodded, watching him leave.

Shirakawa Natsu closed the office door.

"Damn! That's so embarrassing!"

He wanted to bang his head against the wall. During the meal, Hua Qiluo had given him an incredibly intimate and ambiguous atmosphere, but suddenly she turned to seeing him off.

This sudden change in atmosphere caught him off guard.

“Shirakawa-kun.” Iori stood behind him, wearing a school uniform skirt and her long hair tied in a ponytail. Her expression was serious, completely lacking the slightly drunken charm of last night, making one’s muscles tense up. “I’ve looked at the information you submitted. There are quite a few errors. Come with me.”

"Oh, okay." Shirakawa Natsu nodded and followed behind her, glancing at her bodycon skirt out of the corner of her eye. It was very perky, her breasts were not big, at most a C cup, but she had a hidden big butt.

He went to the desk.

It's lunch break time now.

However, in the workplace, if your boss calls you at noon, you can't really refuse.

Iori opened the file and pulled up the document he had sent: "Look, these parts are not clearly written."

"Let me see." Shirakawa Natsu looked down. His mind wasn't on work, but as a qualified blond-haired guy, he needed to be full of energy at all times.

He considered his seemingly simple secretarial work to be far beyond what a typical new employee in the workplace could handle.

My job involves compiling and filling out forms with information on potential partner stores in Tokyo.

"Minister Iori, I've compiled the shop names, shop manager names, and contact information. Are there any points I've missed?"

Iori glanced at him, then reopened another document and gestured for him to look at it.

Shirakawa Natsu looked at the screen and saw that it was also compiling a table, but this one also included the shop's signature dishes, reviews from various online platforms, and major events related to the shop, among other details.

"Shirakawa-kun, do you think that if we pick up the phone and recommend our company to the other party, the boss will easily decide to cooperate with us?" Iori's voice was cold.

"Uh, sorry." Shirakawa Natsu realized that she hadn't thought things through.

“You’ve given this kind of information to our sales staff, and they know nothing about it except the boss’s name.” Iori’s voice was stern: “Remember, we are the best support for our sales staff, like the people who prepare ammunition in a war. Your actions are like sending them into battle with guns that have no bullets.”

"It was my oversight, I will definitely do better!" Shirakawa Natsu bowed her head and apologized.

"Hurry up, we need it for the meeting this afternoon!" Iori's voice grew louder and louder.

"Yes!" Shirakawa Natsu quickly turned around and returned to her workstation.

He admitted that it was indeed his oversight and quickly turned on his computer to start redrawing the table.

He had only been playing for half the game when he suddenly looked up.

"wrong!"

It was Shirakawa Natsumi's first job, and it took her a while to realize what was happening.

Damn it, why didn't you tell me the correct form requirements from the beginning? Why did you have to make me get it wrong? I think you're just making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger.

Shirakawa Natsu ran up to Iori again: "Minister, could you send me a copy of the form for reference?"

Iori raised her head: "If you only follow in the footsteps of your predecessors, you will be bound by the existing rules. I hope that young people can have their own ideas, give full play to their imagination, and make details that their predecessors have not thought of."

She said seriously, "Work is not like studying; there are no standard answers. What I hope for is that you will provide the answer that you think is most appropriate."

"Ah, okay, I understand." Shirakawa Natsu felt that Iori's words made sense; at least one should learn to do it oneself first, instead of copying.

In the afternoon, the whole company held a meeting. When Hua Qiluo opened the file that he had spent the afternoon organizing and sending her, she was surprised.

She abandoned her usual gentleness and intimacy towards him, and in front of the entire company, she gave him a thorough dressing-down.

Everyone present remained silent and lowered their heads.

Shirakawa Natsu was completely bewildered.

Was I really that bad at my job?

Get off work in the evening.

Shirakawa Natsu was still a little dazed when an SVU stopped in front of him and the door opened.

Hua Qiluo looked at him with her beautiful face, her voice returning to its gentle tone: "Get in the car."

The two went to the beach again.

"Are you blaming me?" Hua Qiluo walked ahead, her hands behind her back, her black stockings crunching on the sand, her fingers hooking her sexy high heels.

Chapter 596 Who is the Clown?

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu's attention was focused on her sheer black stockings. He watched her jade-like feet stepping on the sand, tiny grains of sand clinging to the fibers of the stockings. After a brief moment of surprise, he shook his head: "No."

He's not a foot fetishist, so he needs to make this expression to match Hana Kira's style.

Hua Qiluo, whether intentionally or unintentionally, had been using sheer black stockings to seduce him.

"Really?" Hua Qiluo suddenly turned her head, her back to the setting sun, her beautiful face backlit, revealing a hint of mystery. Her phoenix eyes stared directly at Bai Chuanxia, ​​her gaze seemingly seeing through everything. She opened her mouth and put her tongue to her lips: "You know, I'm a gourmet, and my tongue can distinguish the taste of lies."

"?" A question mark appeared above Shirakawa Natsumi's head. What kind of magical development was this?

Hua Qiluo suddenly leaned closer, the two of them less than half a meter apart, her lips less than ten centimeters from Bai Chuanxia's.

Startled by the sudden turn of events, Shirakawa Natsu instinctively took a half-step back, a look of terror flashing across her face.

"Haha~" Hua Qiluo burst into a string of silvery laughter, her red curly hair swaying with her. The mature woman laughed so hard she was shaking: "So you really believed it?"

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu scratched the back of her head, looking embarrassed.

"Here, your hand." Hua Qiluo suddenly grabbed his finger, bit it, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

"You were lying after all. You actually hate me." Hua Qiluo's eyes were mocking.

"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" Shirakawa Natsu waved her hands frantically, her eyes catching a glimpse of her index finger, her expression tense.

He was completely baffled. This intellectual beauty was nothing like what he had expected. She was incredibly alluring and had this inexplicable aggressiveness. She wasn't his target.

But it looks like it's about to be eaten.

"Really?" Hua Qiluo leaned closer. "How can you prove it?"

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was dumbfounded. How was he supposed to prove that?

"My feet are a little sore, can you massage them for me?" Hua Qiluo pointed to the sandy ground beside her. She sat on the sand, completely unconcerned about her expensive uniform dress, letting the sand stick to her short skirt.

Shirakawa Natsu squatted down in front of her, cupped one of her black-stockinged feet in her hands, and ran her palms over the sole of her foot, causing the sand on the transparent black stockings to slide off.

He was at a loss for what to do with it.

"Never massaged your girlfriend's feet before?" Hua Qiluo rested her chin on one hand, looking down at him.

"No...no." Shirakawa Natsumi's body stiffened.

"Don't be nervous, I'll teach you." Hua Qiluo's toes gently brushed against his palm through her stockings: "First, hold my foot with one hand."

"Oh..." Shirakawa Natsu placed the black silk-clad jade feet in her palm. Hana Kira was a mature and sophisticated woman, but her feet were not large. When placed in her palm, they could be held in one hand.

"Grab your ankle with your other hand," Hua Qiluo instructed with a smile in her eyes, "and then gently rub it."

"Okay...okay." Shirakawa Natsu lowered her head, not daring to look at her. In the setting sun, her skin seemed to be flushed. Following her rhythm, he placed her black-stockinged jade feet in his palm and began to rub them.

"Good job, very well." Hua Qiluo smiled, keeping her leg raised, looking down at him.

Under the setting sun, on the beach, a handsome young man gently massages the long, slender, black-stockinged feet of a mature woman, creating a harmonious scene.

Fifteen minutes passed.

"I'm sorry," Hua Qiluo said softly.

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, stopped kneading her hands, looked up at her with a blank expression.

"You've just started working, and I was too harsh in my criticism this afternoon." Hua Qiluo's demeanor shifted from her usual strictness at work to a more gentle and serious tone, a departure from her earlier playfulness.

"I... I'm actually fine." Shirakawa Natsu held her small feet in her hands: "There are indeed areas for improvement; it's my fault for not considering things thoroughly enough."

“Every time I see you, I can’t help but be strict with you.” Hua Qiluo’s eyes were gentle: “Because you are different from them.”

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu thought this pie in the sky was painted too big a picture.

Hua Qiluo's eyes suddenly dimmed. She pulled her jade foot out from his fingers, seemingly unintentionally, her fingertips brushing against his palm through her stockings. She then naturally placed her foot on his thigh and put her other foot in his palm: "I've argued with my boyfriend many times because of this."

Shirakawa Natsumi massaged her delicate feet: "I see that you and your boyfriend have a very good relationship, Huaqi-jie."

“Yes, I love him very much.” Hua Qiluo’s face showed happiness: “Even though we are separated by distance, we are still very much in love, and he is a man who would never have an affair.”

A look of sadness then crossed her face: "But he wants me to quit my job and stay home to be a good wife and mother. He says that's his ideal..."

“Oh, very traditional,” Shirakawa Natsu replied.

“But I really love this job.” Hua Qiluo tucked her red curly hair behind her ear. “I can’t even consider giving it up. I think one day he’ll tell me, ‘We have no choice but to break up.’”

"Since you're in love, isn't this a bit too extreme?" Shirakawa Natsu looked up: "You've been doing this for many years, haven't you?"

"Hmph." Hua Qiluo looked dejected. "He's only been tied down by me for four whole years. I'm already 27. If I continue working, the older I get, the more difficult it will be to have children. The longer we date, the further I'll stray from his ideals."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu lowered her head and remained silent.

"Xia," Hua Qiluo suddenly looked at him, "would you give up your job to be with the person you like?"

"Ah, I guess so." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. In the East Country, the job is for life, but it's not as important as a girlfriend.

“She’s so lucky.” Hua Qiluo’s eyes gradually reddened in the sunset. “Actually, I know that if I were thinking of him, I should have made a decision sooner.”

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face: "But I just can't bring myself to say it, because I really love him so much."

Shirakawa Natsu felt a strange sense of incongruity in saying she loved her boyfriend while placing her black-stockinged feet in another man's hands.

Hua Qiluo wiped away her tears and smiled again: "I'm sorry for showing you this unpleasant side of me."

"It's alright, Sister Huaqi, I'll take you home." Bai Chuanxia helped her put on her high heels. If he were an ordinary boy, he would probably be thinking that he could take the opportunity to win over the beauty in front of him by now.

Hua Qiluo didn't say a word the whole way.

Shirakawa Natsu escorted her to the apartment building, expecting to be invited upstairs.

Then she saw her boyfriend waiting for her downstairs. The two looked like a perfect match.

He had just felt like the male lead in a drama about a beautiful woman, but in a fleeting moment, he had become a clown standing in the audience.

He tried to put himself in the shoes of a recent college graduate...

Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes. She could no longer passively wait for her to make a move; she had to start counterattacking, or she would be tortured to the point of collapse sooner or later.

Chapter 597 Taking off the trousers

"Natsu~ Is something on your mind?" Nao rested her head on his shoulder, the sea breeze blowing through her long hair. She smiled, looking youthful and charming, and her voice carried a hint of mischief: "If you're feeling down, you can give me a kiss, and it'll make you feel better."

"Mmm." Shirakawa Natsu turned her head and kissed her lips.

Nao was taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to actually kiss her. The next second, her eyes softened, and she earnestly returned his kiss.

The two separated half a minute later.

"My mood has definitely improved." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and put his arm around her slender waist. Nao had come to see him tonight, so he took her to the beach to enjoy the sea breeze together.