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

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At that moment, he felt like he was the villain who used the law to do evil.

"You...no." Keiko collapsed to the ground, suddenly pleading, "I don't want to, I still want to be an actress, please, I'll do anything for you, I'm better than Nao Jingu!"

“Shut up, you’re not worthy to utter Nao Jingu’s name.” Shirakawa Natsu raised her baseball bat, aiming it at her: “The outcome was already decided when you threatened Nao Jingu, because I will protect her.”

After saying it, he felt it was rather childish, so he coughed twice, took out his phone and called an ambulance and the police, then called the editorial department to ask them to help him contact a good lawyer.

In Dongguo, as long as you hire a good lawyer, even murderers with solid evidence can be acquitted. Besides, this case was one where they schemed against their classmate to film a video, and it also involved threatening someone with a knife. It was a case that could be serious or minor.

Shirakawa Natsumi is willing to spend money; it's just a matter of waiting for a few years in prison.

Chapter 38 Miss, you have such a thick skin!

"Mr. Shirakawa Natsumi, please rest assured and leave the rest to our law firm." The middle-aged lawyer and Shirakawa Natsumi came out of the police station together, and he bowed and said, "As per your request, we will try our best to increase their sentences."

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, said goodbye to the lawyer, and no longer needed his help. Once Ueda had served a few years in prison and was out, he would be a strong, blond minotaur warrior, and there would be no need to worry about retaliation.

It was already past midnight. He looked up at the sky and saw that the moonlight was perfect for hunting badger.

Shirakawa Natsuka spent a lot of money to get rid of Ueda, not only because she was worried about herself, but also because she was worried about Jingu Nao, that little girl who was not very cunning.

It can be very dangerous if someone targets you. There are too many stories like this in novels and comics. If the villain wants to deal with the male protagonist, he will definitely target his female friends first.

"I'm going home." Shirakawa Natsu reached out to flag down a taxi.

"Hehe~ Guess who I am." A cheerful voice sounded from behind, and a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a body pressed against her back and quickly pried her hands away. The light and cheerful voice could only come from the innocent and carefree Jingu Nao: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I've been here all along." Jingu Nao chuckled and took out her phone. There was a message on it, sent from his phone, asking her to meet him in the gym equipment room after school.

Shirakawa Natsu was startled and immediately recalled that in the bathroom, Keiko had taken his phone and operated it with one hand under the pretense of entering a number. This message was sent at that time, deleted immediately afterward, and casually turned off his text message receiving function.

According to the original script, the two were supposed to be having a fierce battle in the equipment room when Nao Jingu, who was on good terms with him, barged in. However, he didn't follow the script.

"When did you get here?" Shirakawa Natsu asked cautiously, afraid of frightening her, as he had beaten Ueda with a baseball bat in a very bloody manner.

Jingu Nao's expression suddenly turned serious. She made a gesture as if she were holding a baseball bat in mid-air, looking down at a trash can on the ground, and said coldly, "Shut up. You are not worthy to say Jingu Nao's name. The outcome was already decided when you threatened Jingu Nao, because I will protect her."

"Ah!! Stop talking, please forget it." Shirakawa Natsu covered her face, feeling like she was speaking on stage during a class meeting, and when she inserted a USB drive, the projection screen behind her displayed a virus warning, something like "older man's XXX," and she blurted it out in a moment of madness. Now, it was coming out of someone else's mouth, making her feel incredibly cringeworthy.

"Hahaha." Jingu Nao also burst into laughter, and the two of them chased and played around on the street.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly grabbed Jingu Nao by the collar from behind and said disdainfully, "Tch, I can't even outrun you, you're really weak."

“Because someone is protecting me, I don’t have to run around by myself~” Jingu Nao turned around with a smile and said, “By the way, is there any progress between you and Ms. Momo?”

"Please, I don't like him at all, and Kimura-sensei is a man, okay?" Shirakawa Natsumi covered his face. Kimura Momo's charm was getting stronger and stronger, making it easy for people to forget that he was a man. He had to remind himself often so that he wouldn't see him as a woman.

“They all look like that, so it’s fine for men too~” Jingu Nao said with a grin. “True love between people of the same sex is the kind that doesn’t involve any other feelings.”

"You like the same sex?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.

“Of course not.” Jingu Nao shook her head decisively: “I just like watching pretty boys being affectionate.”

"Tch, double standard dog." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, and the two walked towards the apartment together.

Jingu Nao remained as talkative as ever, bouncing around him as if she had inexhaustible energy.

Shirakawa Natsu simply agreed as usual. After speaking for a while, she suddenly stopped and kicked his shoe with her foot: "Something on your mind~"

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then chuckled. This girl's observation skills were really strong. He had just suddenly thought of the Huangmao APP. It had been several days, and he still hadn't found a target. Finally, Huizi came to his door, but it turned out she was just trying to trick him.

"Hehe, look over there." Jingu Nao suddenly grabbed his arm and pointed to the roadside.

Shirakawa Natsu's gaze fell on the spot where the woman was pointing, where a bald yakuza member in a suit stood.

"Natsu, do you believe I dare to touch his head?" Jingu Nao said, her head held high, as if announcing something extraordinary.

"Uh, I don't think there's anything to brag about." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. No normal person would touch a yakuza member's head.

He had barely finished speaking when he saw Jingu Nao skipping and hopping behind the man, raising her hand and slapping him on the head with a "smack".

"Holy crap!" Shirakawa Natsu was startled and quickly ran over.

"Ueda, long time no see~" Jingu Nao greeted the yakuza member who turned around with a smile.

"Baka, are you looking for death?" The bald yakuza sized up Jingu Nao, seemingly not recognizing her, and his expression turned ferocious: "I am not Ueda."

"Oh dear~ I'm so sorry, I mistook you for someone else." Jingu Nao looked panicked, like a little girl who had done something wrong, covering her head with her hands: "Don't kill me, I was wrong~"

"Get lost." The bald gangster was too lazy to argue with the pretty young girl and impatiently waved her away.

Jingu Nao hurriedly ran back, sticking out her tongue as if to say, "Come and praise me!"

"What are you doing?" Shirakawa Natsu was completely bewildered. How did this guy manage to survive this long after all his reckless behavior?

He took her hand and walked forward. The two of them playfully walked to a 24-hour convenience store, bought hot tea, and squatted by the roadside to drink it.

It's already past midnight. Shirakawa Natsumi usually goes home to sleep by this time, but she doesn't want to go home so early today.

He seemed to enjoy walking with Jingu Nao, and felt a sense of emptiness on his way home today.

While the two were chatting, the bald gangster also walked into the convenience store. When he came out, he was holding a pack of cigarettes and lit one for himself on the roadside.

"Believe it or not, I dare to touch his head." Jingu Nao swung her legs and looked at the bald man with a grin.

"Xin, please don't be reckless." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. This guy really is fearless.

"Your eyes clearly show you don't believe me." Jingu Nao pouted, then stood up from the ground and skipped over to the bald man.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't even try to stop her. She just watched as she raised her hand behind the bald man and slapped him hard on the head with a loud "smack," making him stagger. "Hey, Ueda, I just saw a guy with the same hairstyle as you next to the police station."

The bald man slowly turned his head, his face contorted with bulging veins.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Jingu Nao bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, then turned and walked quickly toward Shirakawa Natsu. As she reached his side, she suddenly shouted, "Run!"

After saying that, she grabbed his arm and ran.

"Holy crap!" Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what to say, and only wished she had two more legs.

"Run! Don't stop, or the yakuza will kill you, haha~ Hold on tight to me." Jingu Nao grabbed his hand and ran ahead.

Shirakawa Natsu had no interest in watching her long, black-stockinged legs swaying back and forth. He panted heavily and used all his strength to follow behind her.

After the two ran away, the bald gangster's ferocious expression suddenly disappeared. He took out his phone and dialed a number: "Miss Hua Fei, I think I've been discovered."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before a cool, clear female voice said, "It's okay."

Inagawa Hanahi hung up the phone, looked at the stack of documents in her hand, and asked the middle-aged man standing next to her, "Are you sure it's her?"

“It’s uncertain. We’re using the process of elimination among well-known assassins to find the most likely identity. Perhaps she’s not an assassin at all, and the killing techniques she used in the warehouse were just a disguise.” The middle-aged man shook his head. “If it really is her, then no one knows which face is the real one. The agents trained by that country have always been very good at disguise. Even if the data shows that a secret experiment stopped her body from aging, her real lifespan is already over fifty years old.”

Inagawa Hanahi snorted and casually tossed the file into the trash can: "Agents who have lost the country are nothing but aimless wanderers in the world. These rats hiding in the stinking ditch where the sun doesn't shine, we, the Inagawa Society, don't need to pay attention to them. Just arrange simple surveillance."

"Yes, Miss." The middle-aged man thought to himself, "Yesterday she was so righteous, saying she'd make anyone who dared to mess with her fiancé from the Bamboo Union pay the price. But today, after discovering that the other party might be a troublesome fellow, she can maintain her aloof image and change her tune so naturally. My Inagawa-kai's revival is promising."

“However, this rat killed someone from the Bamboo Union, an important member of my fiancé's group. Send a copy of this information to the Bamboo Union.” Inagawa Hanahi’s voice was icy: “Change her identity to that of an ordinary assassin.”

The middle-aged man's lips twitched. "I thank you on behalf of your fiancé. How can you say such shameless things without batting an eye?"

He looked at the trash can again. Since the data was still useful, why throw it in the trash? Was it simply because he thought it looked cool, or because it suited his icy beauty persona?

Seeing him standing there motionless, Inagawa Hanahi frowned slightly: "Is there another problem?"

"I'll get right away!" The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and ran to the trash can to pick up the documents he had just thrown in.

At this moment, Shirakawa Natsu finally stopped, glanced behind her with lingering fear, and when she found that no one was chasing her, she leaned against the railing, panting heavily.

"You scared me to death! How did you manage to survive until today without being beaten to death?" Shirakawa Natsu noticed that their hands were suddenly clasped tightly together. After he finished speaking, he saw Jingu Nao grinning at his face: "Hey, why are you looking at my face? Is there something written on it?"

"Of course it's written there~" Jingu Nao stretched out her hand and pointed at his face: "It says on it, 'Does this girl in front of you like me? Hehe~'"

A flicker of surprise crossed Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes. This seemingly silly and simple-minded girl had actually guessed his thoughts right away. After they were safe, he had indeed been thinking about this issue when he held her hand.

The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to suddenly fill with the sweet, innocent scent of young love.

"Hold on tight~" Jingu Nao lifted their clasped hands: "Otherwise, Jingu Nao will escape from your grasp."

Chapter 39 Confession

"Thump." Shirakawa Natsu looked at Jingu Nao, who was smiling brightly in front of her, and couldn't help but tighten her grip on her hand.

He admitted that he was flirted with at that moment.

The gentle moonlight stirred a strange feeling within me, a desire to spend my life with the person before me.

Jingu Nao told him on the phone that saying "I love you" is as difficult as reciting classical Chinese characters.

At this moment, these three words were already in his throat, as if they would burst out of his mouth and break through all obstacles.

“Hehe~” Jingu Nao’s eyes crinkled into crescent moons as she smiled, then suddenly pulled her hand away from his and put her hands behind her back.

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Her hand suddenly felt empty, as if a part of her heart had been stolen by this hand, leaving her feeling empty.

"I'm leaving~" Jingu Nao turned around with a smile, facing him.

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched her head. "See you tomorrow."

“It’s already today.” Jingu Nao put her hands behind her back and swayed restlessly from side to side.

“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the sky; it was already past midnight. “See you later.”

Jingu Nao: "Then you should sleep well, but don't oversleep."

Shirakawa Natsumi: "Okay, I'll go back to bed when I get home."

Neither of them turned around after they finished speaking.

"Do you dream?" Jingu Nao asked with a smile, placing a hand on her chest. "Like dreaming about me."

"I'll try my best." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "See you later."

"Idiot, you already said that." Jingu Nao put one hand to her mouth and chuckled.

"Haha, I see." Shirakawa Natsu scratched the back of her head.

"Hehe, if this keeps up, we'll never be able to go back." Jingu Nao stretched out a hand: "I'll count to three, and then we'll turn around together, okay?"

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded.

"three."

"two."

"one."

Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath and turned around. At that moment, he suddenly thought of the time when he and Keiko were acting together during the day.

His suspicions arose when he saw that she didn't look back after turning around.

So, will Jingu Nao turn back?

This question suddenly filled his mind.

Shirakawa Natsu seems to have returned to his teenage years, innocently trying to guess the feelings of the girl he secretly admires.

He turned back slowly.

Then he was stunned.

Jingu Nao didn't turn around; she had her hands behind her back and was looking at him with a mischievous grin.

"Hey, you're really breaking the rules." Shirakawa Natsu laughed for no reason: "You'll have no friends."

"Summer~" Jingu Nao suddenly shouted with a laugh.

Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"I like you~" Jingu Nao's voice was light and firm, her confession coming unexpectedly.

"Huh?" While Shirakawa Natsu was still in a daze, Jingu Nao had already pounced on him, her soft body throwing herself into his arms.

Shirakawa Natsu hadn't even come to her senses when she felt the soft body in her arms.

"Natsu, you have to hold on tight to Jingu Nao, don't let go~" Jingu Nao said with a smile in his ear, then hugged him tightly: "Jingu Nao will hold on tight to Natsu too."

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu gradually came to her senses and felt a dampness on her cheeks.

Jingu Nao quickly kissed him on the cheek and then happily stepped out of his arms.

She skipped and hopped away a long way in an instant, then turned around and waved to him: "See you today."

Then it disappeared into the night.