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

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Shirakawa Natsu looked worried, unable to think of any way to change the situation.

The jeep stopped in front of the boxing gym.

Miyuki unbuckled her seatbelt and looked over: "You drive. I don't need this car when I go out, and I'm too lazy to drive you back."

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then gave an awkward laugh.

He immediately realized that driving Miyuki's car to bring her back was completely pointless.

He just did it subconsciously. He simply didn't want to stay in the apartment; he felt more relaxed around Miyuki, without having to face those troubles.

Miyuki got out of the car, stood by the roadside, put one hand in her pocket, and waved goodbye to him.

“Mi no Kumi…” Shirakawa Natsu turned the car around and stopped next to her. He rolled down the window and, no matter how many times he looked at her, he felt that his best friend was more handsome than him.

The two stared at each other for a full half minute.

Have fun, I'll be waiting for you to come back.

"Hmm." Miyuki smiled, and if a girl were there, she would definitely be captivated by her roguish smile.

"Let's go." Shirakawa Natsu rolled up the window and stepped on the gas. He knew all too well that Miyuki had always been silently by his side, living for him.

I already owe her too much.

She has her own things to do now, and there's no reason for us to keep her here.

He glanced at the rearview mirror; Miyuki was standing by the roadside, watching his car drive away.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't dare to look any longer and quickly looked away. He was afraid that if he looked any longer, he would turn the car around and go back to Miyuki and say, "You stay here."

If he said it aloud, Miyuki would definitely stay, just like before.

But he wanted Miyuki to decide her own life, rather than become his appendage.

Shirakawa Natsu's nose stung with tears. She took a deep breath, drove the jeep around the corner, and disappeared completely from Minoki's sight.

It would be a shame if the Jeep wasn't fast enough, given its powerful engine.

Even after slowing down, it took half an hour to finally arrive at the apartment building.

As Shirakawa Natsumi entered the hall, she saw Yuzawa sitting on the sofa with a suitcase next to her.

"Hi, Xia." Youcai saw him return, picked up her suitcase and walked over, smiling, "I plan to stay at a nearby hotel first."

“Sister Yu-Cai…” Shirakawa Natsu noticed her pale face as she left. She already knew that this kind-hearted girl would never allow her happiness to be built on the suffering of others.

"Don't overthink it, Xia. I just want some private space of my own for a while." Arina held Shirakawa Xia's hand: "I'll still come to cook for you every day and ask you to go to school with me, so..."

Her eyes held a pleading look: "Can you give me some space?"

"Okay, sure." Shirakawa Natsu nodded; he knew. Kind-hearted Arina didn't want to see him in a difficult position, nor did she want to compete with other girls for him, even though she had arrived first, so she stepped back.

Shirakawa Natsumi didn't say much; forcing her to stay in the apartment would only make her more uneasy.

So he accompanied Youcai to find a hotel next to the apartment and booked it for a month.

Then he helped Youcai arrange her clothes and personal belongings.

As he was leaving, Youcai hugged him and said gently, "Don't worry, Xia, I won't go anywhere. I'll wait for you here."

"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. If it were any other time, given the atmosphere, they would have done it several times.

But neither of them was in the mood today.

They kissed and then separated.

Shirakawa Natsu returned to the apartment.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Nao sitting on the shoe cabinet, her legs swinging back and forth. Seeing him open the door, she tilted her head and said, "Welcome~"

Seeing Nao's innocent expression, Shirakawa Natsu felt a surge of anger. He grabbed Nao's foot and forcefully pressed her against the shoe cabinet, all in one swift motion.

"Hmm." Nao opened her mouth slightly and let out a gasp unique to women.

Shirakawa Natsu gripped her waist tightly and thrust into her at high speed. He knew, of course, that Nao was behind all of this.

At this point, all you can do is vent your anger on her body and get it off your chest first.

Nao is slender, and when she leans on the shoe cabinet watching Xia come and go, it gives the impression of bullying a little girl.

The entire process lasted an hour.

Shirakawa Natsu held her slender body in his arms, moved around several times, and finally sat on the sofa, his body going limp and sinking into it.

"Natsu, do you hate me?" Nao leaned on his shoulder.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu didn't speak. It was impossible for him to have no complaints at all, but he also knew that Nao couldn't be entirely blamed for this.

What she did, at best, only accelerated the process.

"Tell me when you find the answer." Nao leaned closer and gently kissed Shirakawa Natsu's lips.

After she finished speaking, she stood up from the sofa, waved to him with a smile, and skipped away into the doorway.

Shirakawa Natsu sat on the sofa, covering her eyes with the back of her hand, not wanting to do anything.

The sun was setting in the west outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the city was shrouded in night. The room was dark, and the surroundings gradually grew dim.

Shirakawa Natsumi pulled out her phone with one hand in the last vestige of her connection.

I want to open the yellow-haired guy's app above.

He placed his finger on the screen, but didn't unlock it, and then put the phone back in his pocket.

The "Yellow Hair" app can make him stronger, but it can't win back a woman's heart. Relying on external things won't solve his current predicament.

The last ray of light outside the window was covered by the darkness of night, and the apartment was plunged into complete darkness.

Shirakawa Natsu lay on the sofa, her mind blank. She had thought that once the vegetables were brought back, everything would gradually get better.

Reality always delivers a harsh blow.

He didn't know how long he had been in the darkness.

"Click"

The sound of the door opening suddenly rang out.

Shirakawa Natsu was startled, then instantly snapped out of her daze with joy. She looked at the door; everyone had left. Who would come at this time?

The door was slowly pushed open, and a ray of light shone through the crack, tearing a hole in the darkness.

"Why aren't the lights on?" Miyuki's voice was firm and magnetic, and then there was the "click" of the light switch being turned on as she slapped her hand on the light fixture in the living room.

The darkness of the entire apartment was instantly illuminated by the lights.

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt a sting in her eyes, staring blankly at Miyuki and the large suitcase behind her.

“I’m back.” Mikoto gave him a bright smile.

Chapter 458 Complete Initiative

“Mi no Kumi?” Shirakawa Natsu sat up from the sofa.

The light suddenly came on, making him feel as if he had instantly moved from darkness into light.

My eyes were so stinging I couldn't open them.

Looking at the familiar, tall, and handsome figure in front of me.

His first thought was that he was hallucinating, but reason immediately told him that it was all real.

Miyuki is back.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat and his eyes reddened.

He quickly turned around: "Hey, weren't you planning to go on a trip?"

"I've changed my mind." Miyuki said casually, tossing her travel bag into the entryway and shaking a plastic bag in her other hand.

"Want to drink?"

Shirakawa Natsu felt that now was not a good time to drink, so what came out of her mouth was: "Okay."

The two sat down on the sofa and coffee table, or simply lay down on the wooden floor, which was quite comfortable.

There were only two people in the room, and he couldn't remember the last time it had been this quiet.

"Snap." Miyuki broke open the beer can and handed it over: "Here you go."

"Thanks." Shirakawa Natsu took it, took a sip, and the unique, slightly bitter taste of the beer exploded on her tongue.

He didn't like drinking much. After taking a sip, he held the bottle in both hands and leaned his head on Miyuki's shoulder.

Neither of them spoke.

It's different from how he interacts with other women.

Most of the time, Shirakawa Natsu and Minoki are silent when they are together, just lying together and doing their own thing.

"Will you go out again?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.

Miyuki smiled, a smile that was both roguish and handsome: "No way."

"That's great." Shirakawa Natsu was relieved. Ever since he got the Huang Mao app, he had been surrounded by a lot of noise.

At this moment, it felt like we had returned to the past, back to the time when we had just transcended into this world.

Confused, fearful, and helpless.

At that time, Miyuki was sitting by the hospital bed like this.

Although she continued to play on her phone and flirt with other girls as she pleased, even showing off in front of him, which made him quite envious for a while.

But having someone sitting next to you always gives you an indescribable sense of security.

After going around in circles, we've returned to where we started.

Only Miyuki was by his side.

"What do you think our relationship is?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, resting her head on her shoulder and looking at the ceiling.

Miyu glanced at him sideways, a half-smile on her face: "I don't know, I haven't thought about that question."

“That’s true.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded. “Not everything needs to be summarized with a single term.”

They received the answer that Miyuki would not leave.

He was completely relieved and began to sip his beer and eat his food, no longer thinking about the vegetables, Nao, his aunt, or the fox.

My mood was unusually calm.

Shirakawa Natsu had a lot to say, but once she opened her mouth, everything felt utterly tasteless.

Throw your worries out of your head, stop thinking about anything, and start enjoying the beer. You can almost taste a hint of malt sweetness in the bitterness.

Of course, the overall taste was still not good, not as good as dessert.

He wasn't a good drinker; his face was slightly flushed, and he seemed a little drunk.

His head slid down from her shoulders and landed on her legs. Miyuki smiled and straightened her legs from being crossed to being flat.

Shirakawa Natsu was lying comfortably and too lazy to move.

From this angle, looking up at Mikoto's face, he thought he was handsome no matter which angle he looked at it from.

It's the kind of cool that only girls have.

"Damn, I'm so jealous."

Shirakawa Natsu muttered a curse under his breath. How could he be so jealous of a woman while nestled in her arms?

I always feel like something is weird.

From this angle, you can see Mikoto's chest; it's a C-cup, not very big, but quite perky.

Shirakawa Natsumi's mind wandered to all sorts of random thoughts.

Miyu put down the beer bottle, suddenly lowered her head, and at the same time raised her thigh slightly, easily kissing his lips.

Her tongue easily slipped into Shirakawa Natsu's mouth, forcefully hooking his tongue and circling it in his mouth before withdrawing and lifting her head again.

She looked at him with a half-smile: "Sorry, seeing that you were completely unprepared, I suddenly had the option of attacking you."

"Uh, so women have this option too?" Shirakawa Natsu didn't show anything unusual about the kiss. It wasn't the first time the two had kissed, and they had even gone further.