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My aunt is very concerned.
The two chatted on the phone for a while before hanging up, showing no signs of anything unusual compared to usual.
Evening, downtown fight club.
When Miyuki returned to her dormitory after training, she saw Shirakawa Natsumi lying sprawled on her bed.
"I plan to stay here for a few days."
Shirakawa Natsu is like a salted fish.
Kanna is turning to the dark side, her aunt is even more unpredictable, and Nao is currently in a cold war.
Only here with Miyuki could he catch his breath.
Chapter 386 must be very erotic.
"What brand of beer does that guy like to drink again?" Shirakawa Natsu stood in the convenience store's liquor section, tracing the neatly arranged beer cans with her finger.
He's been through so much these past few months.
He moved between several women.
For a moment, I couldn't recall the brand of beer that Miyuki usually bought.
"Have you made your choices?" Mi Zhi Shi walked over with two bags of squid and a can of juice.
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu casually picked up a few cans of beer and tossed them into the shopping cart, then looked at the juice in Miyuki's hand and said:
"I can drink alcohol now."
"Hmph, I'm used to it." Miyuki chuckled and put the can of juice back in her hand.
When Shirakawa Natsu was hospitalized before, she could only drink fruit juice in addition to water.
So every time Miyuki came to the hospital, she would bring him a few bottles of this brand of juice.
The two of them checked out together at the front desk.
The cashier, a young girl, was talking on the phone with her back to them: "Have you decided on your preferred school yet?"
Shirakawa Natsu did not interrupt.
But the girl sensed someone behind her, quickly turned around, saw the two of them, blushed, and hurriedly hung up the phone.
"Excuse me, let me settle your bill now."
After skillfully operating the barcode scanner, the blush on her face hadn't completely faded as she lowered her head and said, "Thank you for your patronage, 1,600 yen."
"Here you go." Shirakawa Natsu smiled and took out some change for her.
The girl bowed her head and saw the two off.
Shirakawa Natsu was carrying shopping bags as she walked down the street with Miyuki.
The two were about the same height, and with Miyuki wearing a leather jacket and jeans, they looked like two friends walking together in the poor visibility of the night.
Shirakawa Natsumi laughed and said, "That cashier was on the phone with her boyfriend just now."
"Is that so?" Mikoto smiled indifferently, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
“Of course, that shy expression she had while talking made it clear she was on the phone with her boyfriend.” Shirakawa Natsumi demonstrated her keen observation skills:
"Making a promise with your boyfriend to go to the same university is so youthful."
“Mm.” Miyuki nodded, looking ahead.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't pay much attention to Minoki's lack of interest.
She never paid much attention to things happening outside the home.
"Speaking of which, I did ask you which university you wanted to apply to back then." Shirakawa Natsumi shrugged.
"Looking back now, I was really overthinking it. Your grades are just too good."
"Hmph." Miyuki glanced at him sideways, a smile playing on her lips. "Back then, my answer was that I hadn't thought about it."
"Is that so?" Shirakawa Natsu smiled.
He couldn't remember clearly, and later went to the hospital when he became seriously ill.
The two strolled around and chatted.
He was the one talking, and Miyuki was listening.
It took a full hour to walk a distance of less than one kilometer.
Upon entering the fight club, all the staff had gone home, with only a few lights on in the corridor.
The two of them continued walking inside.
Passing by a brightly lit training room, I saw my old acquaintance, Uncle Xuanmu, instructing three disciples.
When they saw him coming over, they walked over and greeted him warmly.
“Xia came to play, but didn’t even greet his uncle.” Xuanmu patted his thinning head and smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"It's alright, I'm here to see Miyuki. Uncle, you're busy, don't worry about me." Shirakawa Natsu quickly returned the greeting.
He knew Xuanmu was powerful, but this bald, middle-aged man looked very amiable.
His fighting ability is half a move stronger than Nao's.
Moreover, when he encounters danger, he will use a gun instead of his own hands, which is his greatest strength.
"Hmph, alright, if you need anything, just come to your old uncle, don't be shy." Xuanmu patted his shoulder, then turned around with a smile to instruct his disciples.
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu smiled and looked at the tall man among the three disciples.
Unlike the other two, who were simply curious.
He saw Shirakawa Natsu and Minoko standing together. He was clearly itching to approach and strike up a conversation, but restrained himself because of Genki's presence, only glancing over from time to time.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't stay long and returned to the dormitory with Miyuki.
The two were very relaxed together. Miyuki sat down at the coffee table, picked up a beer, opened the tab, and started drinking.
“It’s more comfortable here.” Shirakawa Natsu sat down next to her.
My tense nerves finally relaxed a bit.
Although he stopped Kanna from kissing him in time, Aunt Maki must have seen it.
With Aunt Maki's reasoning ability, she can definitely figure out most of the facts.
Rather than leaving them there and causing trouble, it's better to give the mother and daughter enough space first.
That's why I chose to come to Mi no Kumi's place.
"By the way, who was that tall man just now?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked, chewing on a piece of dried squid.
“That guy definitely likes you. The look in his eyes... if Xuanmu hadn’t been there, he would have definitely come up and questioned me about who I am and what my relationship is with you.”
“?” Miyuki had just finished a can of beer. After hearing what he said, he frowned slightly, as if recalling something: “The tallest one is called Kato Hitoshi. I don’t know anything about him. I haven’t paid any attention to him.”
"Ugh, that's even more hurtful than saying he's not my type." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. "He seems to be one of Genki's closer disciples, right?"
“You know, I don’t pay much attention to other people.” Miyuki shook her head.
“That’s true.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, then smiled and said, “Let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s drink.”
"Hmm." Miyuki glanced at him sideways, a smile playing on her lips, then picked up another can of beer and downed it in one gulp.
The two of them took turns drinking, and before long, Shirakawa Natsu was quite tipsy.
He won't get drunk elsewhere, and with Miyuki around, there's not much to worry about.
He was in a daze when he felt himself being lifted up.
I managed to open my eyes; my eyelids felt very heavy.
Miyuki's hands went under his armpits and behind his knees.
It's the standard princess carry pose.
Shirakawa Natsu, barely suppressing her drunkenness, muttered, "Tch, what's with this damn sense of security?"
"Hmph." Miyuki chuckled, carried him to the bed, covered him with a blanket, and then took off her coat and jeans.
I lay down beside him, sleeping outside the covers.
That night, Shirakawa Natsu slept soundly.
Of course, he always slept well, but he rarely slept this easily when sleeping with other women.
For example, when sleeping with her aunt, Xia always puts herself inside her body, and she feels a squeezing sensation in the morning.
Nao is a restless sleeper and always likes to rub against him.
Kazumi no Kumi simply sleeps.
When the sunlight shone in the next morning.
Shirakawa Natsu sensed something amiss beside her, opened her eyes, and saw Miyuki getting out of bed, taking off her T-shirt, and changing into her workout clothes.
Hearing Shirakawa Natsu's voice, she turned her head and said, "I'm going to training."
"Okay, don't worry about me, we'll eat together later." After saying that, Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Miyuki again.
A fit body looks really good in the sunlight when you're not wearing clothes.
If you apply some olive oil, it will definitely feel very astringent.
After imagining for a while, I closed my eyes again and fell asleep again.
It's rare that I don't have to do morning exercises, so I can sleep in a little longer.
The fight club training sessions are very punctual.
The air was filled with the dull sounds of punching sandbags or human bodies.
“Let’s begin.” Mikoto stood on the arena and said to Uncle Genki.
Chapter 387 Brotherhood
"Smack!" Mi no Shiki kicked Genki's arm with a side kick, producing a dull thud.
Just by listening to the sound of that kick, you could feel the explosive power it contained.
The students below the stage gasped in amazement.
"Very good." Xuanmu pressed down with his arm, dissipating the force in the process: "That concludes today's practice."
"Thank you." Mi Zhi Shi put down her foot, bowed to Genki, and turned to walk off the arena.
"Next," Xuanmu called out to the students.
Miyu walked to the side and sat down. A towel and a bottle of mineral water were handed to her.
It was the tall Kato Hitoshi.
"Thank you."
Miyuki took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, tilted her head back, and poured in the water.
Kato Hitoshi looked at her face, then immediately looked away: "Uncle Genki recommended that I go to America for professional training."
“Hmm.” Miyuki looked at the arena.
"The older man also recommended you, right? After all, your talent is the best among us." Kato Hitoshi cautiously glanced at Miyuki.
She tied her medium-length hair into a short ponytail at the back of her head, her face cold and stern.
The sportswear accentuated her muscular physique, making her look like a cool, sassy female cheetah.
“Yes,” Mikoto replied.
"Then you..." Kato Hitoshi's face showed hesitation, as if he wanted to ask.
At this moment, on the arena, Xuanmu easily subdued his disciple, while supporting him to prevent him from falling.
The fluid and graceful movements drew gasps of amazement from the audience.
"Hehe, free training." After instructing his disciples, Xuanmu stepped down from the arena and walked towards Mi Zhishi.