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

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First, perform actions that resemble those of a woman with blond hair. Then, if you encounter the blond hair himself, the app will automatically enter the blond hair PVP mode.

"That makes sense." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. This activation mode was so typical of Huang Mao, yet he had only just activated it now.

If it weren't for Yuzuriha Yu's meddling, this PVP mode probably would never have been launched.

Turns out I'm not a qualified blond guy.

As Shirakawa Natsu remarked, Murakami Ryo also turned his head at the same time, his gaze meeting Shirakawa Natsu's through the car window.

Chapter 485 The Yellow Hair War

Rina Kazama bit her lip. The sticky sensation inside her high heels, between her toes, was a constant reminder that she was no longer pure.

You are the most despicable woman.

"I'm sorry, Liang..."

Kazama Rina held back her tears, lowered her head, and dared not meet Murakami Ryo's gaze.

“No, Rina, I believe you. You must have your own reasons.” Murakami Ryo turned his gaze away from the car. Just now, he had watched his girlfriend get out of the passenger seat, bow towards the car, her brows furrowed with weariness and worry. “Tell me, okay? I believe that as long as we face it together, we can overcome any difficulty!”

He looked at his girlfriend with deep affection and unwavering determination.

"I..." Kazama Rina felt the stinging pain between her feet, the naive girl suffering from the 18cm torment several times.

In the office, she was forced between a woman's legs, her dignity trampled on the ground.

Then she saw the concerned look in her boyfriend's eyes.

It felt as if something inside her had been pierced.

"Liang, I..."

"Hi, Kazama Rina, is this your friend?" Shirakawa Natsu opened the car door and walked over to her.

He was in the car just now when he saw his health bar drop, but it actually started to rise again.

It slowly rose back to 95% from its original 90%.

The atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense.

It created an atmosphere of wanting to put aside past grievances, come together, and prove that true love conquers all.

Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't sit still any longer. Even if she didn't have any feelings for Kazama Rina, she couldn't let others use the things she had used.

Moreover, there are also PvP (player versus player) missions.

The person in front of me has a handsome appearance, but the system has identified him as having blond hair. He is definitely not as simple as he looks.

All of this piqued Shirakawa Natsumi's interest.

When Kazama Rina heard his voice, her body trembled, and the atmosphere that had just been there vanished: "Yes...yes, his name is Murakami Ryo, and he's my...my boyfriend."

When Murakami Ryo heard her introduce him as her boyfriend, his expression visibly relaxed. He then looked at Shirakawa Natsumi and said, "Is it you? You're the one who's forcing Kazama Rina. Let me tell you, I won't let you succeed!"

"Uh..." Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. This blond guy isn't very good; his skill level is too low.

Or is he faking it, putting on an act for Rina Kazama?

Suddenly, he recalled the moment when he first got the Yellow Hair APP, ran up to Kimura Momo, and felt an inexplicable rage.

I don't think I was much better than him back then.

If I had switched to PK mode back then, I think I could probably have had a go at his level, even with him being such a noob.

Thinking of this, Shirakawa Natsu's gaze softened as she looked at him, realizing that she had been through the same thing.

Shirakawa Natsu shook her head: "You misunderstood. I never pressured Kazama Rina. Moreover, I think that as her boyfriend, you should listen to her thoughts before drawing conclusions, instead of imposing your own version of the truth on Kazama Rina."

His voice was gentle, and he looked similar to Ryo Murakami, but when he spoke, he didn't sound like someone his age.

"You! Don't try to argue!" Murakami Ryo's eyes flashed with anger: "I'm Kazama Rina's boyfriend, I know her!"

"Enough!" Kazama Rina suddenly shouted, her eyes flashing with embarrassment. "Ryo, stop blaming Mr. Shirakawa. He's my boss, and he's not holding me hostage as you think. Please, just leave! Let me have some peace and quiet!"

She glared at Murakami Ryo, clenched her teeth, and tears streamed down her face.

All she wants to do right now is crawl into a hole in the ground.

Her dignity, which had been knocked to the ground, was trampled on again by her boyfriend.

Murakami Ryo looked at her in disbelief, unable to believe why his girlfriend would yell at him. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone and glanced at the screen.

The health bar above dropped from 95% to 70% in an instant.

"..." His eyes turned incredibly strange. This is what you call a PK? I thought Murakami Ryo was just faking it.

But Huangmao APP doesn't lie.

So now I've been grinding slimes until level 99 before leaving the starting village, and the first monster I encountered wasn't weak, but rather I was too strong.

"I don't believe it." Murakami Ryo stepped forward, reaching out to grab Kazama Rina's hand, his eyes urgent: "You must have your reasons, right!"

Rina Kazama tried to back away, but her high heels were too slippery, and she stumbled and lost her balance.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out from behind and helped Kazama Rina, then said to Murakami Ryo, "Whatever your relationship with Kazama Rina is, if you continue like this, it will be harassment."

“You!” Murakami Ryo glared at him.

“I…I can do it myself.” Kazama Rina stepped out of his arms, looked at Murakami Ryo, and bowed ninety degrees: “I’m sorry, Ryo, I’ve always wanted to tell you this, but I never had a good opportunity. Now I’ll tell you. We’re not right for each other. Let’s break up. Don’t come looking for me again.”

After she finished speaking, she bowed again, straightened up, and turned to look at Shirakawa Natsumi: "I'm sorry for making you laugh. I will go to work as usual tomorrow."

"Okay, do you need me to give you a ride?" Shirakawa Natsumi smiled.

"No...no need, I can manage on my own." Rina Kazama's eyes flashed with embarrassment. Her legs were in great pain, and she didn't dare to take Natsu Shirakawa back with her.

She bowed to him and left in her high heels.

He stood there, looking at Murakami Ryo with a lost and dejected expression, staring at Kazama Rina's retreating figure.

"Hey."

Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly, took out her phone, and glanced at the screen, where the health bar was down to 65%.

He walked up to Murakami Ryo: "You've misunderstood our relationship."

Upon hearing this, Murakami Ryo's eyes lit up, and he looked at Shirakawa Natsu with renewed hope.

“I didn’t blackmail her; it was all her own choice.” Shirakawa Natsumi’s voice was calm as she gently patted his shoulder. “Welcome to the real world, child.”

The two are actually about the same age.

But Shirakawa Natsu felt that with Huang Mao's seniority, he was qualified to call him a kid. He was also very curious as to why the system would classify him as Huang Mao.

"You!" Murakami Ryo's eyes flashed with anger, but he was helpless. He shook off Murakami's hand and turned to leave.

Shirakawa Natsu watched his retreating figure, took out her phone, and dialed Mino Shiki's number: "Hi, are you busy? There's something I need your help with."

……

After leaving, Murakami Ryo went alone to a barbecue restaurant outside the school, picked up a glass of wine on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

An empty wine bottle was already on the table. He had finished the bottle, his face was slightly flushed, and he looked quite drunk.

A girl with long, straight black hair walked up to him and snatched the wine glass from his hand: "Liang, stop drinking."

Murakami Ryo looked up, saw the girl with long, straight black hair, and gave a wry smile: "Keiko, don't worry about me."

"Is it because of that woman, Kazama Rina?" Keiko sat down next to him. "Ryo, you're not such a weak man. I was inspired by you to finally decide to escape that scumbag's control."

Chapter 486 is incomprehensible.

"Ouch?" Shirakawa Natsu sat in the car, wearing headphones, with a scene from a barbecue restaurant playing on her phone screen.

Taking photos and listening in are essential skills for any blond-haired guy.

The conversation between Murakami Ryo and Keiko reached his ears clearly.

"Strange." Shirakawa Natsu frowned slightly. Judging from their conversation, Murakami Ryo was helping the girl named Keiko escape from the control of that scumbag.

This shouldn't be identified as blond hair by the app.

In the barbecue restaurant, Murakami Ryo's wine glass was snatched from his hand. He gave a wry smile and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Keiko, you've seen my ugly side."

He didn't notice that a handsome short-haired woman was sitting at the table next to them.

A flicker of pity crossed Keiko's eyes. She pursed her lips, as if making a difficult decision: "Ryo, you...you know, right? You've always been the one in my eyes, so...so..."

“I’m sorry, Keiko,” Murakami Ryo interrupted her, “I’ve always thought of you as a little sister.”

Huizi was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, drank the wine she had just snatched in one gulp, and picked up the bottle with her other hand, wanting to pour more wine.

"Don't do this, Keiko!" Murakami Ryo grabbed her wrist: "You need to take care of yourself."

Keiko tried to break free from his grasp several times, but couldn't. Her eyes began to redden: "Ryo, why are you so good to me! Waaah, how can I fall in love with other men now!"

Murakami Ryo remained silent, then reached out and stroked her head: "I'm sorry, I'll take you home."

Outside the barbecue restaurant, inside the car.

"?" A question mark appeared above Shirakawa Natsumi's head. What kind of plot was this? Was this some kind of prime-time drama?

On the screen, Murakami Ryo helps Keiko up and leads her to pay the bill and leave.

When paying the bill, Murakami Ryo thoughtfully bought a can of milk and handed it to Keiko.

Shirakawa Natsu sat in the car, dumbfounded as the two walked out of the barbecue restaurant together.

Then Miyuki walked out of the store behind the two of them, walked to the car, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

"Did you notice anything?" Shirakawa Natsumi looked at him for help: "Isn't that Murakami Ryo a little strange?"

Miyuki turned her head: "What's strange about it?"

This question stumped him, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

I think he's blond, but he looks like a good guy.

Seeing his constipated expression, Miyuki rested her chin on her hand and said, "He's quite a gentle boy."

“It’s the gentle one again.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, stepped on the gas and started the car: “Let’s follow them and see.”

His tracking skills were really not that great, but Murakami Ryo wasn't much better either, and he took Keiko into a taxi.

Shirakawa Natsu followed behind him, watching him and Keiko arrive at the foot of an old apartment building, which suited their status as college graduates.

He seemed to want to leave, but Keiko said something, and the two went upstairs together.

"They really are like dry wood meeting a raging fire." Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes, looking at the blond guy who had just been dumped by his girlfriend and the girl who had always had a crush on him.

They couldn't possibly have gotten together just to go upstairs and do laundry, could they?

"I'll go." Miyuki unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car with an air of nonchalance. Compared to Shirakawa Natsu, she had a certain ability to stalk.

He learned it from Master Xuanmu.

Shirakawa Natsumi never understood why boxers needed to learn tracking and counter-tracking.

With a pinhole camera in hand, one hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his fingers, Miyuki easily followed the two, using his position to avoid being seen.

Older apartments have windows facing outwards. If the curtains aren't drawn, you can see half the room through them if you stand at the window.

Shirakawa Natsume stared at her phone screen.

Murakami Ryo made Keiko a hangover soup. While she was drinking the soup, he helped her pick up the clothes scattered in the room, cleaned them, sorted the trash, and then went to the bathroom with gloves and cleaning tools.

Miyuki was standing in a position where he couldn't see the bathroom, but he was probably washing himself inside.

Shirakawa Natsu sat in the car, her lips twitching uncontrollably. What the hell was going on?

What kind of blond hair do you have? Do blond hair even have a homebody type?

He looked at his phone screen, watched as Murakami Ryo cleaned the room spotless, chatted with Keiko for a while, squatted by her bedside, and waited for her to fall asleep before quietly turning off the light and leaving.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her forehead, unsure of what expression to make for a moment.

He noticed that the view on the phone did not shift even after Murakami was brought to the screen.

Standing still is useless for Mi no Shi.

After closing the door, Murakami Ryo looked up and saw a handsome woman standing in the hallway smoking. After a brief moment of surprise, he walked over and gave her a shy smile: "Hello, are you a new resident?"