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

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The words that came out of her mouth were completely at odds with her appearance.

Shirakawa Natsu was speechless; he realized he seemed to have no grounds to refute.

In the past, he always liked to take advantage of Nao's flexible body and high level of cooperation in bed, and would pose in all sorts of strange positions. Now that Nao makes a request, he finds it hard to refuse.

The two walked into the room.

Nao tugged at his sleeve, led him to the bedside, and asked with a smile, "Does Xia want to kneel on the floor or sit on the floor?"

"Sit down." Shirakawa Natsumi immediately replied, then paused, realizing that he was only being given two options.

He had already made up his mind to agree to Nao's request, so he didn't refuse and sat down on the ground without any hesitation.

He glanced at Miyuki and saw her leaning against the wall, her gaze full of interest, but she showed no intention of interrupting or joining in.

"Be good, Xia-kun." Nao sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and suddenly took out a black eye mask and quickly covered his eyes.

"Huh?" Before Shirakawa Natsumi could react, everything went black and she couldn't see anything anymore.

With his hands tied behind his back, he tried to get up, but suddenly a small foot stepped on his thigh with just the right amount of force, forcing him back into a sitting position.

"Nao, isn't this a bit too much?" Shirakawa Natsu panicked a little. Having lost her sight, all she could see was darkness. She felt like a lamb to the slaughter, extremely insecure.

Suddenly, a foot touched his crotch; the toes were very agile, easily unbuttoning his pants and pulling down the zipper.

"Natsu-kun, you're such a hypocrite." Nao's voice came from beside her ear. She touched Natsu with her toes. When she couldn't see, her senses were more acute.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly pressed down on Xia's head with her toes, as if to push her down, but it obviously had the opposite effect.

"You're tied up and can't move, yet you're so excited. Xia Jun, are you a masochist?"

"I'm not." Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't move her body, but she couldn't admit defeat verbally.

The next second, he could feel his toes parting above Xia's head. Nao changed from stepping on her to clamping her, using her toes to hold Xia like shifting gears in a car.

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu hummed, then tried to get up. Being trampled underfoot like this was too shameful for a man.

This time, it was the other foot that stepped on his joint.

Shirakawa Natsu sat back down in the same spot.

Soon, the foot slid down his thigh and landed on Xia's side.

When you rub it, you feel a fibrous sensation, followed by the soft, smooth feel of your toes.

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned. Just now, Nao had actually put stockings on her other foot, and they were even his favorite ultra-thin style.

She is currently wearing one barefoot and the other foot in ultra-thin black stockings.

"Natsu-kun is indeed a pervert, so easy to understand." Nao's voice was teasing: "Natsu-kun must be a foot fetishist, that's why he gets this excited."

"I'm not." Shirakawa Natsu felt that she wasn't a foot fetishist, but was just being blindfolded and couldn't see anything.

No one could withstand being repeatedly ravaged by the bare feet and stockings of beautiful girls.

Nao's technique was even more perfect, using both feet separately. While one foot spread its toes to stroke her head, the other foot pressed its toes against her body.

The force is applied with seven shallow strokes followed by one heavy stroke, creating a very rhythmic effect, like playing the piano.

He could even feel it slowly swelling and about to burst under the friction of the girl's small feet.

Suddenly, another foot stepped over. Unlike Nao's soft and petite foot, this one was noticeably longer and sexier.

"Mi no Kumi?!" Shirakawa Natsumi was stunned. Why did his good brother have to get involved at this time?

But what awaited him was even more intense stomping, without any skill, but full of curiosity, as if he had encountered the most interesting toy.

Nao voluntarily stepped back and used her toes to support herself below.

Under the relentless bombardment of the three legs, Shirakawa Natsu finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop, wait a minute."

He wanted to beg for mercy first, but the two of them moved their feet together in perfect unison, one big and one small foot enveloping Xia and squeezing her towards the center.

"Pfft." Xia finally couldn't take it anymore and vomited.

The next second, Shirakawa Natsu's blindfold was ripped off, and her vision returned.

He saw Nao smiling and crossing her legs. Sure enough, one foot was wearing over-the-knee stockings, and her toes were covered in liquid. She had touched it with her hand, instantly staining the stockings on her small, delicate feet a different color.

He looked over with a half-smile.

Miyu stood behind him. Her feet were very white, and compared to Nao, she had a more mature and sophisticated feel. There was a lot of grease on the soles of her feet.

Shirakawa Natsu looked at the two of them, and her anger flared up.

"That concludes today's punishment." Nao's expression was a half-smile: "Natsu-kun seems to have some regrets?"

"No." Shirakawa Natsu said with a sullen face. He had a premonition that this was just the beginning, and Nao would gradually increase the boundaries.

They gradually lowered his bottom line.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Nao smiled and moved closer, sitting on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, her voice sweet and gentle.

"I'll sleep with you tonight~ and wear your favorite pantyhose!"

"I already told you I'm not a stocking fetishist." Shirakawa Natsu's anger dissipated considerably after she said that.

"You guys have fun, I'm leaving." Miyuki smiled, waved and left the room, not joining in.

Shirakawa Natsuya breathed a sigh of relief. When he was with his brothers, he always felt like he was the one being taken advantage of.

Only two people remained in the room.

Nao obediently put on the stockings and transformed back into that well-behaved and adorable girl, being held in Shirakawa Natsu's arms and posed in various ways.

Shirakawa Natsu vented all his resentment on her, putting all his strength into every thrust.

Looking at her delicate and affectionate appearance, it was impossible to reconcile it with her earlier S-like demeanor.

Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't bring herself to hate Nao, who immediately transformed into a submissive and obedient girlfriend after being dominated by her.

Even knowing that she will become an S again next time, and will go even further.

"Hey!"

He sighed deeply, and in the end, he could only stretch Nao's legs into a split to vent his resentment.

Time comes the next day.

Shirakawa Natsumi, Nao, and Mikoto boarded the plane together. As for the fox, she hadn't bought a ticket and was currently hiding somewhere, observing humans.

Chapter 472 Confessing to Her

Four months have passed since Shirakawa Natsu left Tokyo.

Arina transferred to the Department of Fine Arts at the University of Tokyo, and everything went smoothly. In a few more months, she will be able to complete her studies.

Today, as usual, she carried her art bag, said goodbye to her classmates, and declined their invitation to the evening gathering.

She was already 27, a generation older than most of the students around her, but with her youthful appearance and gentle, girl-next-door charm, she quickly won the hearts of many men who pursued her.

At these times, she always refused, saying she already had a boyfriend.

Of course, after hearing this so many times, and with her boyfriend never showing up, most people no longer believed the story.

"Sorry, I already have a boyfriend." Arina rejected the younger man's advances once again.

"I won't give up." The boy said earnestly, shoving the love letter into her hand before turning and running away.

"Hmph." Youcai chuckled and shook her head, looking at the love letter in her hand with a helpless expression. Perhaps because it was an art school, the men here preferred to use a more artistic approach like love letters.

Her relationship with Shirakawa Natsu was also very romantic.

Images of her time with Shirakawa Natsu involuntarily flashed through Arina's mind.

On the bed, by the balcony, in the bathroom, she was asleep but still being showered, and there was a cow spinning around.

"..."

Youcai held her forehead with one hand, shaking her head rapidly, trying to banish these strange images from her mind.

I was trying to think about something romantic, but all I can think about are these vulgar images.

She looked up at the sky, wondering how Shirakawa Natsu was doing.

She refrained from contacting Shirakawa Natsu, hoping to find the answer in her heart.

Time always heals all wounds.

As I walked along the road, the autumn wind was a bit chilly, and it felt cool on my face.

She rubbed her hands together and breathed on them to warm them up.

She felt that she had already moved on from Shirakawa Natsumi's side, and that no one in this world is indispensable.

Shirakawa Natsu is a yokai, while she is human; the two are destined to be apart.

Even if I see him again, I can still smile and say casually, "Hello, long time no see."

Then the two shared their current situations and waved goodbye.

"Sister Youcai!" A familiar voice rang out from ahead. Shirakawa Natsu stood at the school gate and greeted her.

Four months have passed, his hair has grown a bit, but his smile is still the same as I remember.

With tears welling up in her eyes, Youcai burst into tears with a loud "waaaah."

"?" Shirakawa Natsu walked up and looked at Arina with a strange expression. It had only been four months since he left, so why was she crying like this? He originally planned to give Arina a hug first, and then bury his head in her big breasts and rub against her.

"Damn it! Waaah." Youcai wiped away her tears: "Why haven't you contacted me for so long?"

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu looked confused: "Didn't you say you were going to find yourself and told me not to contact you before I came back?"

"Hmph!" Youcai snorted coldly, raised her fist to strike his head, but just before it hit, she turned it into a gentle pat.

The two stood at the school gate, gazing deeply into each other's eyes.

“I…” Shirakawa Natsu started to speak.

"Stop, I know what you're trying to say." Ayane looked at him, then closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said, "I don't care anymore, I like you. Even if you're not human, I still like you, so..."

She suddenly leaned in and kissed Shirakawa Natsu on the lips.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback at first, then closed her eyes and accepted Arina's kiss.

Kissing at the school gate wasn't a big deal; the two kissed for a while before parting their lips.

Youcai's eyes were glazed over, and the love in them was impossible to hide.

She had spent four months mentally preparing herself, but it all crumbled the moment she saw the boy in front of her.

Youcai knew that she truly liked Shirakawa Natsumi, not out of sympathy or maternal instinct because she took care of him.

She loves him for who he is, and as long as she's with him, she doesn't care what other people think.

"Ah." A look of surprise flashed in Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes. He had come to tell Arina about the fox, but now it seemed that there had been some misunderstanding between the two of them. "Let's go back first."

“Mm.” Arina nodded and took Shirakawa Natsu’s hand, not as an older sister, but as his girlfriend.

The two walked home together.

“Sister Yu-na, Nao and I have already returned.” Shirakawa Natsu asked tentatively.

“Okay, sure.” Arina nodded, not surprised at all. Before Shirakawa Natsumi left, she had already told her that she was going to see Nao.

She didn't have any ill feelings towards the little girl.

Although it's a bit strange for two women to be together, given Shirakawa Natsu's abilities, there's no fear of disharmony arising.

"Um... Sister Yu-Cai, have you ever heard of the legend of the fox spirit?" Shirakawa Natsumi took a deep breath and decided to ask.

"The legend of the fox spirit? Of course I've heard of it." Arina recalled, "The nine-tailed fox that escaped from Yan Country, bewitched Emperor Toba, and was later sealed away by Abe no Seimei?"

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. She recalled Lezi Fox's usual behavior. Her greatest pleasure was watching amusement. Wherever there was amusement, there she would be.

They are unpredictable, ungrateful, and prone to biting.

"It's not that powerful, it's probably only at the level of folk legends."

"What do you want to say?" Youcai looked at him strangely.

“Legend has it that foxes can become spirits by cultivating in the mountains.” Shirakawa Natsu began to narrate: “After they gain sentience, they will search for the corpses of humans who have fallen into misfortune in the mountains, fulfill the wishes of the humans, and then take over the identity of the deceased and live among humans.”

As he spoke, he looked intently at the vegetables and said, "Fox spirits are not legends; they truly exist."