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

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After all, she is currently busy with the Hojo mother and daughter's affairs.

"Couples in the throes of passionate love can't make mistakes," Miyuki said, waving her beer.

"What do you mean?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, taken aback.

“Because of the person you like, everything you do is right.” Mikoto looked at Shirakawa Natsu: “The outbreak of conflict is just the result of accumulation. Although it will be buried in love, it will continue to accumulate.”

Shirakawa Natsu's expression froze. In fact, he had a vague premonition. Most of the time, his time with Jingu Nao was pleasant, but because of the mission of the Yellow Hair APP, he had to keep it a secret from Jingu Nao. He had made Jingu Nao sad many times because of this, although Jingu Nao always chose to forgive him in the end.

“Jingu Nao’s love is too pure,” Miyuki continued. “Her love is unwavering and selfless; you will become her whole life.”

Shirakawa Natsu's heart tightened as images of Jingu Nao's every smile and frown flashed through his mind. She would often look at him during class, her eyes pure and bright.

“It’s probably like some kind of faith, some kind of courage to live on,” Miyuki laughed. “It’s heavy, isn’t it?”

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu felt his breathing become heavier. He knew that Miyuki was right.

When it comes to women, he only respects his brothers.

“Because reality isn’t the comic book you draw.” Mikoto leaned back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling. “Women in fantasy worlds only need to demonstrate good qualities, appearing when the protagonist needs them and leaving when they don’t. Personality is just a label; it doesn’t tell you about the other side that comes with that personality. Welcome to reality~”

Shirakawa Natsu sat weakly on the sofa. He knew his brother was right.

Jingu Nao is different from Hashimoto Arina. Hashimoto Arina loves him and is a good wife.

Her love is for her husband, but besides Shirakawa Natsu, there are many other things in her life, such as family, friendship, and career.

But Jingu Nao is different; she is pure, and Shirakawa Natsu is her whole world.

Just like what Miyuki said, it was her courage to live on.

"Huff, huff..." Shirakawa Natsu touched his chest, feeling a little breathless at this moment.

"Go to sleep early, I'll come find you tomorrow afternoon." Miyuki finished her beer in one gulp, stood up and left.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't say anything, sitting on the sofa until the clock struck twelve before realizing it was time to sleep.

He didn't sleep well that night.

The next day arrived quickly. Shirakawa Natsu was yawning as she went to school, and almost fell asleep on the subway and missed her stop.

When he arrived at the school gate, he suddenly didn't dare to look up, because usually Jingu Nao would be there, smiling foolishly, waiting for him, waving at him from a distance, and then running happily over.

After getting used to all this, I'd feel lost if I suddenly couldn't see her anymore.

"Xia~" A cheerful shout reached his ears.

Shirakawa Natsu's heart pounded. He looked up abruptly and saw Jingu Nao standing there with a grin, her hands behind her back, waving at him as she ran and jumped towards him.

They didn't care at all what passersby thought.

Students and teachers passing by would smile knowingly at the sight. They would see this girl waiting for her beloved at this time of day, which made them believe in love again.

While Shirakawa Natsu was still in a daze, Jingu Nao had already run to his side and pulled his arm into her arms.

Nao's breasts weren't large, only a B cup, and she felt that familiar touch on her arm.

Only then did a sense of reality begin to emerge in his mind.

"Hehe, why are you looking at me like that, Natsu?" Jingu Nao shook his arm.

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment. What could he say? He had spent the whole night preparing himself mentally.

He anticipated all of Jingu Nao's possibilities and even came up with the perfect excuse.

As a result, Jingu Nao didn't show any anger at all today, and smiled as brightly as usual.

If he were to bring it up now, wouldn't it make him seem like he has something to hide?

After a long pause, he managed to stammer, "I'm sorry."

"Hehe, what is it?" Jingu Nao looked up with a grin, like a mischievous little girl.

"Um, it was about yesterday," Shirakawa Natsumi said apologetically. "Actually, I..."

He planned to say the excuse he had prepared first.

"Shh~" Jingu Nao put her finger to her lips and smiled, "I love you, Natsu. I know that clearly. I won't hide anything from Natsu, so I want to take Natsu to the place where I was born to understand the real me. I know this feeling is a heavy burden for Natsu, but... even so, I still love Natsu."

As she spoke, she suddenly let go of Natsu's hand, skipped and hopped in front of him, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Nao loves Natsu the most!"

Shirakawa Natsu was still pondering her strange words from earlier—going to her birthplace, understanding the real her—all of which seemed inexplicable and utterly baffling to him.

Before I could even process what was happening, she pulled this stunt in front of everyone again.

Even he felt a moment of awkwardness when he felt the gazes of those around him.

"Hahaha~" Seeing Shirakawa Natsu's discomfiture, Jingu Nao laughed like a little devil who had successfully exacted her revenge. However, this time she didn't hide in the crowd like last time. Instead, she took his hand and shouted, "Run, Natsu~"

Having not slept well last night, coupled with the exciting chase this morning, Shirakawa Natsu started yawning during class.

He noticed that Jingu Nao, who was beside him, was also not in good spirits. It was clear that she hadn't slept last night and then pretended that nothing had happened this morning.

Jingu Nao didn't even explain it to him.

"Take a nap." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pressed her head against his shoulder. "Lean on it for a bit. If the teacher comes, I'll wake you up."

Chapter 117 Tools of the Crime

"Mmm, Natsu is the best~" Jingu Nao rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and rubbed her face against him.

Shirakawa Natsumi withdrew her hand from her black-stockinged thigh, choosing to be more reserved in class.

Couples like them are common in university open classes. As long as they don't want to go all the way and have an in-depth conversation, the teachers usually turn a blind eye.

After leaning on his shoulder, Jingu Nao seemed to feel safe and fell asleep immediately, snoring softly through her nose with a faint smile on her lips.

Shirakawa Natsu hugged her tighter, feeling his girlfriend's slender, soft figure.

I didn't use any of the excuses I had prepared, which was a relief; at least now I don't have to figure out how to lie to her.

After finishing his morning classes and having lunch with Jingu Nao, he received a call from Miyuki.

As he walked out of the school gate, he saw that familiar Jeep by the roadside.

I walked over, opened the passenger door, and sat down.

Miyuki sat in the driver's seat, took out a document and a shopping bag, and handed them over.

"What is this?" Shirakawa Natsu took the contract and found it to be an employment contract with very simple terms.

The employer was Miyuki, who hired Shirakawa Natsu as her private photographer for 10 yen for a week.

His lips twitched, and he opened the box next to him. Sure enough, it contained a small camera.

It's the kind with a wrist strap, so you can hold it with one hand when you open it.

Shirakawa Natsu is very familiar with this kind of handheld camera; it has appeared in countless manga featuring wives.

It records the process of countless wives gradually turning into fluffy balls.

Considering that I took the photos with my phone yesterday, could it be that the phone's quality is no longer sufficient for her?

Seeing his strange expression, Miyuki explained, "Don't overthink it. It just proves that I provided you with the murder weapon."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi felt her lips twitch even more violently: "So you mentioned the murder weapon earlier, right?"

“Yes.” Miyuki nodded: “This contract, the camera, and other preparations will ensure that even if something goes wrong, you will not bear any legal responsibility. I will take full responsibility for everything.”

"Although I don't know what you're planning to do." Shirakawa Natsumi flicked the contract in her hand. If something really went wrong, this alone wouldn't be of any use.

"Don't forget my profession," Miyuki whispered.

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly. He didn't understand capitalist law either, and he had seen many judgments that shattered his worldview.

He trusted Miyuki, and besides, as Huang Mao's accomplice, even if he were to go to court, he wouldn't get a long sentence.

Consider it risking my life to accompany my brothers.

After thinking it over, Shirakawa Natsu signed her name on the employment contract and asked, "What's the next step?"

“See Hojo Maki. She sent me the video yesterday.” Mikoto said, “Remember, no matter what happens, you must not interfere or take action. What you need to do is use this camera to record everything that happens.”

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded and picked up the camera, fiddling with it in her hands.

He has basic photography skills and is proficient in all photography equipment.

Picking up this camera, specially made for blond guys, now immediately evokes a sense of familiarity.

I wonder if there will be any kind of bonus.

He took the camera and familiarized himself with adjusting various parameters and settings. In just a few minutes, he got the camera in optimal condition.

Miyuki witnessed all of this, and for a moment her expression showed surprise.

She grew up with Shirakawa Natsu and doesn't remember him ever systematically studying photography.

Seeing her puzzled look, Shirakawa Natsu casually replied, "It's just a personal hobby."

He regretted it as soon as he said it, and felt like a pervert.

"Okay." Miyuki nodded, not pressing further, and said in a relaxed tone, "Record it next time you do it with me."

Shirakawa Natsu felt that her brother's tone was very abnormal; it was clearly a heavy-handed, shady deal.

In her words, it was as casual as saying, "Remember to add chili next time you cook."

And what's with the "next time" thing? Are these two going to develop into a long-term platonic relationship?

"Let me send you the video first." Shirakawa Natsu took out his phone. Miyuki wanted a video and said she was going to see Hojo Maki. He could roughly guess what she wanted to do, but according to their agreement, he was just a heartless camera.

He used the built-in editing function on his phone to cut out some of the footage of him stabbing into Mi no Shiki and going in and out.

Only the friction between Miyuki and Inagawa Hanahi remains.

As expected, no matter how many times I watch it, Inagawa Hanahi is vastly different from the yakuza heiress she usually is.

It's like creating a composite video using face-swapping technology.

"Ring ring!" Mi no Kumi's phone suddenly rang.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at it; it was Hojo Kanna calling.

Miyuki answered the phone, said a few words, then hung up and turned to Shirakawa Natsumi, saying, "I'm going to meet with Kanna first."

"Would it be convenient to come along?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked. Kanna was now a key figure in his life.

The side quest is still pending. Now, Miyuki has recorded a video of Inagawa Hanahi going to find her mother, and she's also meeting with Kanna, making Shirakawa Natsu very uneasy.

Miyuki looked at him suspiciously, then nodded: "Okay."

The two agreed to meet in a grove of trees behind the Dongda Library.

This is a popular spot for couples to date. When the wind blows, it stirs up the leaves, creating a poetic atmosphere.

This is a place that Kanna Hojo would like.

When Hojo Kanna saw Shirakawa Natsuya, she paused for a moment, then greeted him generously: "Natsu-kun is here too."

"Yes, she came to see me, so we came together. You two can chat first." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand, then walked to the side and secretly filmed with the camera she had just gotten her hands on.

Besides being proficient in equipment, Huang Mao's photography skills also include enhancing the effect of stealth photography.

He looked at Mikoto and Hojo Kanna, wondering if it was because of the time he had stabbed her in the hotel last time.

This time, the shy girl seemed to have matured a lot.

The most significant change is in her eyes; previously, her gaze would shift between Mikoto and Shirakawa Natsu.

Now there is more determination and composure.

My good brother has successfully transformed the girl into a mature woman.

The wind rustled through the trees, making a soft "shush" sound, and also stirred Hojo Kanna's long hair.

She brushed her long hair behind her ear with one hand and smiled at Miyuki: "Actually, I haven't known Miyuki for very long, but it feels like a very, very long time has passed."

"Hmm." Miyuki took a cigarette from the pack, paused for a second, then put it back, looking at Kanna and saying, "I'm sorry for letting you see that scene."

Pushing open the door and seeing the person you love hugging your sister would break any normal person.

Kanna Hojo's face flashed with disappointment, but she quickly smiled again and lowered her head: "I never blamed Miyuki. Before we started dating, I was mentally prepared that Miyuki might change her mind or cheat on me. I'm sorry, this worry prevented me from putting all my love into this relationship."

As she said this, she glanced at Shirakawa Natsu out of the corner of her eye.

Miyuki didn't speak, but looked at her calmly: "If you want to say something, then say it."