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

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Inagawa Hanahi lowered her head and used both hands to stop her from reaching into her sleeves.

But Miyuki reached in from the other side with her other hand.

Chapter 114 Placing Pets

Shirakawa Natsu looked at the scene before him. He couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

The phone in my hand recorded everything in front of me.

The Huangmao APP's photography (beginner) skill allows him to keep his hands steady even when he's full of questions.

Even expressions like those of Inagawa Hanahi, who are shy, afraid to speak up, and desperately want to stop but are only making futile struggles, are captured realistically and vividly.

Miyuki was very skillful. She climbed up to her chest with her left hand. Inagawa Hana blushed and tried to stop her with her hand, but her other chest was attacked. She quickly lost her balance and both of her chests were grabbed.

Five fingers can be seen through the sportswear, freely transforming into various shapes.

Inagawa Hanahi's breathing gradually became heavier, and she opened her mouth to exhale.

His body was pinned down on the bed by Miyuki.

In just a moment, her mask was ripped off and thrown aside, her top was split in the middle, her bra was unhooked, and her pants were pulled down halfway. Her face was flushed, and what seemed like resistance was more like a reluctant acceptance.

Shirakawa Natsu swallowed hard; this was the first time he had ever truly witnessed women being so affectionate.

Miyuki leaned close to her neck and began to gently kiss it.

Inagawa Hanahi pressed her head down, her hands gripping the delivery slip tightly, resisting, yet not completely resisting.

The mature, older woman pinned the petite girl down, her hands freely fondling her body.

Shirakawa Natsumi has come to understand those perverts who enjoy watching girls cuddling together; as long as the girls are pretty, it has a unique charm.

He watched as Inagawa Hanahi went from initially resisting to actively hugging Minoki's long legs and sticking out her little tongue.

Miyuki, like a proud queen, pinched Inagawa Hanahi between two fingers and toyed with her wantonly.

This is completely different from her behavior last night. When she's with a girl, she displays a strong aggressiveness and dominance, turning her into her loyal slave in the blink of an eye.

The power of a mature, sophisticated woman is terrifying.

Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes twitched; he was about to explode from watching, but reason kept him quietly hiding in the closet, using his phone to faithfully record the weak and pitiful side of this powerful yakuza heiress.

Looking at Miyuki, who was forcefully manipulating the girl, and then recalling how pitiful she looked last night.

Shirakawa Natsu couldn't resist any longer. She unbuckled her belt, and since this was a wardrobe, she casually picked out a pair of Mino Shiki underwear from the side. They were black with a lace design and felt quite nice to the touch.

A few minutes later, he calmed down.

At this moment, Miyuki finished kissing Inagawa Hanahi's neck and gradually moved to her collarbone.

"So inefficient." Shirakawa Natsumi felt that she was too slow, but unfortunately, she couldn't fast forward.

He began to wonder why Miyuki wanted him to record videos in the closet.

Her persuasion of Inagawa Hanahi was actually through seduction.

But what does all this have to do with the video?

Inagawa Hanabi had completely fallen into a state of indescribable excitement.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Miyuki took an eye mask from under the pillow and put it on Inagawa Hanahi.

Inagawa Hanahi initially tried to struggle, but Minoki grabbed both of her hands with one hand, pressed her down on the bed, and bit her a few times, which immediately made her obedient.

After dealing with Inagawa Hanahi, Mikoto wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and turned to look at the cabinet where Shirakawa Natsu was hiding.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, and through the gap, she saw a sickly smile on her face.

Shirakawa Natsu recognized that smile. Yesterday, when he was performing the blond massage technique on her while inflicting immense pain, the physical comfort and pain, two completely opposite emotions, intertwined, and that was the same abnormal, sickly smile on Miyuki's face.

With just one glance, Shirakawa Natsu saw the longing in her eyes.

Then look at the girl who is pinned down, panting heavily and delirious.

Shirakawa Natsumi understood why her brother had put a blindfold on her earlier.

He swallowed hard, holding his phone and continuing to film, before carefully pushing open the wardrobe door.

The wardrobe made a very slight creaking sound, but to Shirakawa Natsumi, these tiny sounds were very loud, as if they were scraping against his heart.

As Mikoto saw him come out, his sickly smile deepened, and he tightened his grip, causing Inagawa Hanahi to gasp for breath.

These strange sounds blended together, like the whispers of demons, drilling into the ears and causing the body to begin to lose control.

Shirakawa Natsu walked behind Minoko, holding her phone in one hand and reaching around to the front with the other, pressing down on Minoko's flat stomach.

Inagawa Hanahi was unaware that there was another man in the room and was still immersed in the happiness her lover brought her.

Miyuki felt a body pressing against her from behind, and she began to actively twist her waist.

Shirakawa Natsumi, while controlling her abdomen, thought to himself, "My brother is getting more and more lewd."

Although the current situation might allow him to do something even more outrageous.

But Shirakawa Natsu considers himself a person of principle, and he will not touch Inagawa Hanahi.

Instead, he unleashed all his pent-up emotions on Mikoto from behind.

No need for lubricant, it's readily available right below, and it's high-quality, plentiful, and purely natural, freshly squeezed.

A look of pain gradually appeared on Miyuki's face; his long-standing wounds had been torn open again.

This isn't a comic book or novel anymore; it's impossible to feel anything in a place like this now.

But Shirakawa Natsu has a special technique; he performs the Yellow Hair Massage Technique with one hand.

This is where the advantage of system-rewarded skills becomes apparent.

He used one hand to perform photography (beginner level) with his phone, and the other hand to perform a massage with blond hair, managing to do both without any delay. It was absolutely terrifying.

Although the effect was certainly not as good as using her hands, the comfort still instantly traveled from Mikoto's body to her mind. Accompanied by the pain and itching of the tearing wound, she slowly stuck out her tongue, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

My brother is usually pretty normal, but he occasionally goes into this state.

Since force can be transmitted, every time Shirakawa Natsu acts on Minobi's back, the force will pass through her body and reach Inagawa Hanahi at the bottom.

Rounding down, we can say that Shirakawa Natsu attacked Inagawa Hanahi.

The strange smell in the air gradually intensified.

Shirakawa Natsu gritted his teeth and controlled his body; his kidney problems meant he had to be constantly vigilant.

Meanwhile, his brother's control over his muscles became increasingly skillful, launching continuous attacks on him without interruption.

The entire battle lasted for half an hour. Shirakawa Natsu took several breaks during the battle, which made Mino Shiki somewhat dissatisfied. She could only vent her resentment on Inagawa Hanahi.

All three of them had a great time.

Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were clear, devoid of any worldly desires. After reviewing the footage, she didn't bother to ask Minoki why he had asked her to film these things, and simply left the room.

If I stay any longer, and then lose my temper, I might actually die suddenly behind my brother's back.

Inagawa Hanahi was completely disoriented and had no idea that another man had been in the room.

As Shirakawa Natsu left, she saw Miyuki digging her long, slender finger into her wound.

Clearly, the brother wasn't particularly satisfied, but without the right skills, it would be impossible to achieve that special effect.

That feeling of pain and pleasure intertwined could only be brought to his brothers by Shirakawa Natsu.

After returning to his room, Shirakawa Natsu lay on his bed, took out his phone, and opened the Yellow Hair app.

Kimura Momo's favorability rating increased from 49 to 51.

Shirakawa Natsu was also completely baffled by this; this lecherous fox probably belonged to the category of pets that could be left unattended.

Her favorability rating often inexplicably increases by one or two points.

Furthermore, she can block out the five senses of those around her.

Shirakawa Natsu reasonably guessed that when the three of them were together, this lecherous fox might have been hiding nearby. Perhaps he was watching them with a smile while doing the same thing he had done in Minobi's wardrobe.

Of course, these were all just his malicious speculations; he couldn't find any evidence what the lecherous fox had done.

He sincerely envied... no, he condemned, this ability to become invisible.

Side quests are still ongoing.

He didn't know what Miyuki was planning to do, so he had to ask her for her opinion later before making a plan.

The blond massage technique is really good; this side quest not only gives you 30 points, but also a special buff that halves the upgrade points.

He was curious about what kind of abilities an intermediate skill could evolve into if it prevented the target from turning around.

Shirakawa Natsu was lying in bed lost in thought when she suddenly heard the door open and then light footsteps.

The battle between Inagawa Hanahi and Minogami has ended.

Shirakawa Natsu listened carefully for a while longer. They didn't take a bath and cuddle afterward like friends or lovers.

Like lovers without feelings, they parted hastily after physical satisfaction.

Wait until Inagawa Hanahi leaves the apartment.

He waited a while longer before getting out of bed, pushing open the door, and going into Miyuki's room.

Upon opening the door, a stench filled the air, mixed with the smell of cigarettes. I hadn't noticed it while inside, but now that I'd come out and gone back in, the odor was pungent.

Miyuki is lying face down, holding a cigarette between two fingers, with her legs bent in the air. The way this mature woman smokes without clothes gives her a unique charm.

She looks normal now.

Seeing him come in, she took the cigarette out of her mouth and casually tossed it into the water glass next to her.

"Hey, didn't she notice?" Shirakawa Natsu covered her nose with one finger and pointed to her erect penis.

She didn't want to lie down, but her wound was bleeding, so she had no choice but to lie down.

However, it was just blood streaks; the main thing was something else.

"Don't worry, she's never been with a man, so she can't smell anything," Miyuki said casually.

Shirakawa Natsu expressed doubt about her brother's words, wondering if Inagawa Hanahi was genuinely unaware or just pretending.

Reality isn't a comic book; there aren't that many naive fools.

But none of this matters.

"Why would you do something like this?" Shirakawa Natsu waved her phone, knowing that Miyuki was essentially a good person.

He didn't believe that her nature would undergo a complete 180-degree change after what happened yesterday.

“I will give Inagawa Hanahi what she truly desires,” Miyuki said softly. “This is only the first step.”

Chapter 115 Don't Lie to Me

Shirakawa Natsu doesn't know what Inagawa Hanahi really wants, but he feels that his brother is really torturing him.

"Are you sure this is what Inagawa Hanahi wants?" He waved his phone.

The video above shows the three people connected. The image is slightly shaky, but every key detail, including the expression of Inagawa Hanahi beneath her, is clearly visible, with a strange focus effect.

This was the second time Mikoto had seen the effects of photography (beginner level), and his face showed astonishment.

I couldn't help but take a second look.

Immediately afterwards, she looked up at Shirakawa Natsu, her eyes filled with mockery.

With this level of clarity and skill, it would be impossible to capture such a shot without extensive practical experience.

She felt that Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao probably had quite a few private records together.

“I have talent.” Shirakawa Natsu knew that this kind of thing couldn’t be explained, so she glossed over it: “If you want me to cooperate with you, you have to tell me your plan.”

“No.” Miyuki shook her head: “If I tell you the whole plan, you will be an accomplice legally. Don’t ask about anything else, I will take care of it.”

Shirakawa Natsu could tell from her serious expression that she wasn't joking. Miyuki was a top law student, and he, a manga artist, wouldn't naively think he knew more than her. At this point, trusting professionals was the right choice.

He hesitated for only a few seconds before nodding: "I understand. I won't ask about your plans. I will do everything I can to help you."

When Shirakawa Natsu was lying in the hospital bed, it was Miyuki who took care of him. No matter what, he would not abandon her at this time.