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"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then quickly shook her head.
"Hehe, Natsumi wouldn't lie." Jingu Nao pouted, "When Natsumi hugged me, did she think of anyone else?"
Shirakawa Natsu's expression hardened. Last night, Jingu Nao sat in his lap, moving up and down.
Hashimoto Arina, Kimura Momo, and even Minoki and Hojo Kanna appeared in his mind.
“No need to make excuses, it’s really nothing.” Jingu Nao finished her milk in one gulp and put it back on the table. “Natsu doesn’t need to think that our relationship will change just because we’ve done it. For girls these days, they forget everything from last night when the sun rises every day. Only those old women who think they can only do it with the person they love are those who have been abandoned by the times decades ago.”
Shirakawa Natsu put down her cup, shook her head, and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Jingu Nao: "I know Natsu likes me, but let's save those words for when we're in love."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and took Shirakawa Natsu's arm: "Hehe, it's time to change clothes for school. Natsu, help me put on my stockings."
After saying that, Jingu Nao took off her pajama pants, stuffed the pantyhose into Shirakawa Natsu's hand, and sat on the bed with her long legs spread apart.
Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. He instinctively grabbed one of her delicate feet and, as he pulled on the black stockings, he paused, "Hey, aren't you wearing underwear underneath?"
"Hehe, it'll be really inconvenient for a couple who just started dating to go to school together wearing underwear, right?" Jingu Nao laughed and stepped on his crotch with her other foot that wasn't being held. "That's how it is in those manga, isn't it?"
"Then why wear stockings?" Shirakawa Natsumi said, only to realize she'd been led astray.
"Hehe." Jingu Nao winked at him: "Satisfying the small achievement of tearing it apart by Natsu herself."
Why did Shirakawa Natsu turn her head away, suddenly feeling a little flutter in her heart?
Unlike other women, Jingu Nao was too good at it, and I felt completely controlled by her.
It's a pity she has kidney problems, otherwise I would definitely leave something in Jingu Nao's body so she can take it to class.
After playfully fighting for a while, the two finally got dressed and went out together, making sure to wear their underwear properly.
However, he let Shirakawa Natsu choose a style he liked.
"Hehe, I'll take the next bus," Jingu Nao said with a smile.
"Why?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, startled.
“The train terminates at Tokyo University, so Natsu probably doesn’t want others to know about our relationship,” Jingu Nao said with a chuckle. “Besides, your clothes are still from yesterday, so it’s easy for people who pay attention to you to notice.”
Shirakawa Natsu paused for a moment, then smiled and grabbed Jingu Nao's hand: "Are you an idiot? What's wrong with our relationship that we can't let others know?"
Beneath Jingu Nao's carefree exterior lies a delicate heart. She always appears energetic and vibrant, and can be quite flirtatious in private, yet she is so humble in matters of the heart that it evokes pity.
Jingu Nao's hand was grabbed forcefully by him. After a moment of confusion, she quickly came to her senses, wrapped her arms around Shirakawa Natsu's arm, and rested her head on his shoulder: "I'm so happy, Natsu."
At this moment, in the luxury apartment, Kanna Hojo carefully got out of bed, walked to the mirror, looked at the hickeys on her neck, blushed, tugged at her collar, and turned to see that Miyuki was still asleep.
She tiptoed to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and began making breakfast.
After tidying everything up and returning to the room, I saw that Mikoto had already opened her eyes, looking completely bewildered.
"What happened?" Kanna Hojo walked to the bedside and sat down next to her.
Miyuki shook her head: "When I woke up and didn't see you, I thought it was all a dream."
Kanna Hojo reached out and touched her cheek: "Don't worry, I'm here. Get up and have breakfast."
As she stood up, Miyuki hugged her from behind, licking her neck with a sticky and itchy sensation: "No, Miyuki, we have to go to school, we'll be late."
"Oh, I see." Miyuki said, without stopping, kissing her from the back of her neck down, his hands slipping under her clothes.
Under the warm sun, the cool and stylish older sister hugs her shy younger sister from behind—what an enchanting scene!
Kanna Hojo was both embarrassed and annoyed. She suddenly turned her head, kissed her lips, and bit her tongue.
Miyuki froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Hojo Kanna quickly escaped from her embrace and said irritably, "Get up and eat breakfast."
She is usually a shy girl, but after spending time with Mikoto, she finds that this cool and handsome older sister is very different from her impression. She is not only bad at cooking, but also likes to flirt and is very clingy, like a little puppy.
Kanna Hojo had no choice but to be forceful and pull her off the bed, the thin blanket sliding off her skin.
Her cheeks flushed and her heart pounded. Unlike her own soft figure, Miyuki's body was curvaceous and possessed a unique, wild charm.
Chapter 71 The Lustful Fox
Miyuki got out of bed, completely naked, the warm sunlight shining on her healthy skin; she looked beautiful.
"Hurry up and get dressed..." Kanna Hojo blushed and turned her head away, but couldn't help but peek out of the corner of her eye.
She slept like that all night.
Kanna Hojo felt cheated when she realized it was just a normal nap.
"Mm." Miyuki nodded, reached up and tied her short, choppy hair into a small ponytail at the back of her head, and picked up a T-shirt to put it on.
Kanna Hojo blushed and asked, "Don't you ghouls wear bras?"
“I won’t wear it.” Miyuki shook her head, took out her underwear and put it on, then put on her jeans.
Kanna Hojo understood at a glance: although Mikoto was a C-cup, she was different from ordinary girls. Her breasts and back were very firm, with no signs of sagging. She only needed to wear a cotton T-shirt over her clothes.
She was quite envious of Miyuki. With her E-cup size, without a bra to hold her in place, she would wobble so much when she walked that she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.
The two were sitting at the dining table.
"I'm going to school later. Come cook for Ghoul tonight," Kanna Hojo said, blushing.
"Are you going to school?" Miyuki asked, popping a fried egg into her mouth. "I feel like even 24 hours together isn't enough."
Kanna Hojo blushed again. The sweet words that came out of the cool older sister's mouth were especially alluring. She sighed, "It's like a dream. Suddenly I'm with the person I like. I thought Miyuki would be hard to get along with."
"Why would there be such a misunderstanding?" Miyuki asked.
Kanna Hojo's expression was strange. Who told you to look like that? I thought you were a cool and handsome older sister, but you're actually a clingy little puppy.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Miyuki suddenly said, "Let's live together."
"Huh?" Kanna Hojo was stunned, her face flushed red instantly, her expression full of disbelief.
“Let’s live together.” Mikoto repeated, looking at Kanna Hojo: “Living together, you don’t agree?”
"No, I..." Kanna Hojo lowered her head, feeling her heart pounding wildly.
Of course she wanted to live with the person she loved and fall asleep in that embrace every day.
Yesterday we only kissed; there are still many things we wanted to do but didn't.
For example, what is the other point that makes her feel weak all over, and why won't she say it?
But at that moment, she was thinking of Shirakawa Natsu.
The images of playing with her breasts and kissing her mouth lingered in my mind.
She lived with Miyuki, which means she lived under the same roof as Shirakawa Natsu.
"You don't want Miyuki to know about our relationship, do you?" Shirakawa Natsu cornered her in the bathroom, holding her head in her hands.
Kanna Hojo shook her head frantically, trying to banish these terrible thoughts from her mind.
"Is it not okay?" Mikoto looked at her, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Kanna Hojo's words of refusal were already on the tip of her tongue, but under her gaze, she swallowed them back: "I... please give me some time to think about it, okay?"
"Okay." Miyuki nodded, not insisting. "I'll drive you to school."
At the University of Tokyo, Nao Jingu held Natsu Shirakawa's hand, clinging to him like a koala.
In Donggok, "Dongdae-onna" has almost become a meme, used to describe a woman who is good at studying but not particularly attractive.
Although there are many beautiful girls at the University of Tokyo, it is clear that the proportion of beautiful girls is not high.
A beauty like Nao Jingu, who scores 90 out of 100, would be considered a visual icon even in the entertainment industry.
She and Shirakawa Natsu had always been close, but they always maintained a certain distance. Today, she was announcing to the world that they were a couple.
Seeing the people around them pointing and whispering about the two of them, Shirakawa Natsumi wondered if they had been tricked by her behavior by the train.
Or rather, hunters often exist as prey.
Jingu Nao shrank back, and said cautiously, "Natsu, have I caused you any trouble?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Looking at her suddenly downcast expression, he thought to himself that he was no human being to doubt such a pure girl.
He straightened his back and put his arm around Jingu Nao's slender waist: "It doesn't matter, I want to tell the whole world that you are my girlfriend."
"Hehe." Nao Jingu rubbed her head against his arm.
During the break between classes, Kimura Momo sat in the communal office.
She can block out her five senses, but Shirakawa Natsu still won't do anything out of line here, for he's afraid of opening the door to a new world.
However, chatting is acceptable.
This place, where there's no need to worry about being seen by others, has become a good place for Shirakawa Natsu to clear her mind.
He sat on a small chair to the side, staring blankly at the ceiling, looking as if he were questioning the meaning of life.
"Why are you making that face?" Kimura Momo put down her desk and turned to ask.
"How did I even become her boyfriend?" Shirakawa Natsu murmured. He had feelings for Jingu Nao, but he kept telling himself that he absolutely couldn't date her while the Yellow Hair APP was around.
But why did they naturally come together?
"Can you tell me?" Kimura Momo gracefully crossed her legs, her hair falling on her thighs.
"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded; he had no intention of hiding it from Kimura Momo.
Just like when he's in a bad mood, he tells this fox girl about his relationship with Jingu Nao.
Without a doubt, the fox girl was a good listener. Her eyes were fixed on Shirakawa Natsu, and she listened attentively to his story with a smile on her face.
Even after he finished speaking, Kimura Momo was still not satisfied, and a hint of regret appeared on her face: "Human emotions are always interesting, especially the feelings between men and women. They can turn from life partners into mortal enemies in an instant. If you come across any interesting stories in the future, please tell them to me, Mr. Natsu."
"Uh, okay." Shirakawa Natsu thought Kimura Momo was pretty high-class, but thinking about it carefully, wasn't she just gossiping?
After finishing his speech, he took out his phone and, out of boredom, opened the Yellow Hair app.
The homepage still features the stunning beauty of Momo Kimura.
He suddenly noticed that the number of hearts in the upper right corner had increased from 46 to 47.
This little discovery made Shirakawa Natsu's expression turn strange. He had only talked about his love story with Jingu Nao, and he had already gained her favor.
This fox girl is actually quite gossipy.
This is much easier than racking your brains and trying different positions to attack the fox.
“Ms. Zaonv, I have another story that happened around me.” Shirakawa Natsu decided to test her deduction.
"Hmm." Kimura Momo's ears twitched, and she turned to look at him, appearing to be listening attentively.
“I have a brother named Mikoto.” Shirakawa Natsu began to recount the relationship between Hojo Kanna, Mikoto, and himself.
While narrating, he kept the Huangmao app open, his eyes fixed on the heart icon representing his favorability rating.
He kept talking about how Hojo Kanna asked him to meet her at the entrance of Tokyo University, but his feelings for her didn't change at all.
"Could my guess be wrong?" Shirakawa Natsu wondered to herself.
Seeing that Kimura Momo was still listening attentively, he couldn't possibly interrupt now, so he continued talking about how Hojo Kanna sought him out to try adult things because everyone said that being with a man would bring happiness.
Since he and Kimura Momo already knew each other intimately, they didn't need to worry about anything restricted to adults.
He described how he played with Kanna Hojo's chest and the subsequent oral sex.
Looking at the fox girl with her otherworldly expression, out of some wicked pleasure, he even compared the feeling of the two of them in the same pose.
For example, Kanna Hojo can be straightforward and even softer, like a marshmallow.
The fox girl needs to be depicted vertically, but her shape is more visually striking. Combined with her stunning beauty (scoring over 98 points), she provides a more emotional and psychological stimulation.
Just then, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly noticed that the favorability rating, which was originally 47, jumped again to 48.
“An interesting girl, an interesting story.” Kimura Momo nodded.
Seeing her still possessing an ethereal air, and glancing at the yellow-haired app, Shirakawa Natsumi probably would have genuinely believed that she truly enjoyed listening to human love stories if she didn't know how her favorability rating fluctuated.
I never expected you to be such a lecherous fox, yet you still have such an aloof and otherworldly expression.
But thinking of her enthusiasm for exploring various positions, I immediately felt relieved.
Pursuing physical and emotional pleasures is perfectly reasonable; why didn't I think of it this way before?
"Actually, my brother also has a lot of stories." Shirakawa Natsu seized the opportunity and recounted Minobi's dissolute history, adding some of his own fabrications.