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

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Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone and tossed it aside; he was too lazy to care about Mukai Yu's situation.

She didn't care at all whether he could guess it was her.

Having completed his mission, he felt weak all over and collapsed onto the two women. Even with the stamina potion, he still felt utterly exhausted at that moment.

My skin was covered in fine sweat, which made it incredibly slippery.

Ryoko Arishima and Eunhye Kang lay on the bed, panting heavily with their eyes half-closed.

After such an intense battle, they didn't even have the strength to lift a hand.

Shirakawa Natsu rolled over, resting his head on their bodies, and took out his phone. His heart raced at that moment.

Opening the Huangmao app and glancing at the stunningly beautiful wooden algae woman on the main screen, I suddenly felt a sense of healing.

Shake your head and banish these strange thoughts from your mind.

Click on the side quest: "Quest Name: Call your husband and say hello (Completed)".

"Random friend: Ryoko Arishima".

"Task 2: Have relations with both Arishima Ryoko and Kang Eunhye simultaneously, and complete the sexual act while they are talking to Mukai Yu. (Reward: 100 points)"

Shirakawa Natsumi took a deep breath and clicked "Done".

A flash of golden light appeared on the screen, and the side quest section turned into a countdown.

The points column changed from 21 to 121.

Seeing the score of over 100, I couldn't help but clench my fist: "Yay!"

Without a doubt, this was his highest score ever, and he, who had always been pitiful, was finally rich for once.

He also received a special reward for completing Aunt Mafei's task.

"Special Reward: After completing any of the above tasks, you will receive a special discount, reducing the points required to upgrade any body part by 50%."

Shirakawa Natsu looked at her 121 points and the special buff, and fell into deep thought again.

This score is quite distressing. After his heart and kidneys were upgraded, he was basically out of danger.

The stomach and lungs still need upgrading.

Upgrading to the former allows one to drink alcohol, and he believes that the Tauren's stomach definitely has an alcohol tolerance boost.

Of course, it should also have the effect of preventing stomach upset no matter what you drink.

However, this effect was useless on him; he wasn't a pervert and wouldn't drink random things.

Upgrading his lungs and increasing his lung capacity makes his attacks more powerful, so he doesn't need to pant for breath after charging for a long time like he does now.

Shirakawa Natsu imagined herself with a cold face, launching a hundred consecutive, intense attacks without even breaking a sweat.

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

As he was thinking, a pair of arms wrapped around his neck from behind.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her, put down her phone, and noted that her stamina potion and trial card still had more than six hours of effect remaining.

She did help him complete the task, after all, so this one time made her never dare to contact him again.

"Don't cry later." Shirakawa Natsu turned over and hugged her tightly. "There's still a long time tonight."

When the first rays of morning sunlight fall on my face.

Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the bedside with a dark expression and placed a stack of documents on the bedside table.

"It's a muscle tear, but because the wound is in a special location, it will require a period of rest."

"Waaah~" Jiang Enhui lay on the hospital bed, looking pitiful, her eyes blinking as she looked at Bai Chuanxia.

"You're almost thirty years old, stop acting cute." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was unpleasant, and seeing her like this, she swallowed back her words of reproach.

As the night went on, Jiang Enhui's screams grew increasingly agonizing, and by the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

They were taken to the hospital overnight for examination.

"It's him, it's him, the one sitting in bed number 9."

"Wow, he's so handsome! Can I get his phone number?"

Quiet murmurs could be heard outside the ward.

Shirakawa Natsu turned her head and saw two young female nurses.

When they saw Shirakawa Natsu turn her head, their faces flushed red, and they panicked, pretending to be just passing by.

"Hehe, looks like you've become famous." Jiang Enhui said with a smile, showing no signs of being a patient.

"It's all because of you." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. After all that last night, her stomach was swollen.

The way the gynecologist and nurses looked at him during the examination made him wish he could disappear into a hole in the ground.

It wasn't until yesterday that he truly understood the use of the Minotaur's penis and the accompanying physical resistance effect.

He didn't realize that Jiang Enhui was an ordinary human being, and of course, she couldn't endure it for long.

Kang Eun-hye covered her forehead with one hand: "After all, I don't have that kind of experience either. This is troublesome~"

"You just need to rest for a week," Shirakawa Natsumi said, taking out the diagnosis report. "Here's some ointment."

“I meant here.” Jiang Enhui pointed to her chest and said, “It seems that you have filled not only the physical emptiness, but also the psychological emptiness.”

"You're not saying you've fallen for me, are you?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes.

"Tch, I wouldn't like someone younger than me." Jiang Enhui shrugged and glanced at him sideways. "It's just that I might not be able to find feelings in other men anymore. What a waste."

As she spoke, she waved to Shirakawa Natsumi: "Let's go, let's go, that little girl still needs your comfort."

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu stood up and covered Jiang Enhui with the blanket. “Call me if there’s anything urgent.”

The two waved goodbye.

When Bai Chuanxia left the hospital, he wasn't worried about Jiang Enhui at all; this mature older sister had excellent self-regulation skills.

After this experience, he will most likely focus more on his career.

As she said, her body was filled in every sense of the word.

I drove my Jeep to Ryoko Arishima's apartment, rang the doorbell, and heard footsteps inside. I stopped at the door.

After a while, the door opened, and Ryoko Arishima, dressed in casual clothes, clasped her hands together, not daring to look at Natsu Shirakawa.

Happy Tanabata

The next chapter is about to begin. I need more time to organize the plot. This is not a leave of absence. There will be two updates tomorrow. I'm so grateful to all my readers.

Let's take a vote.

1. Complete the main storyline, the Fox Chapter.

2. The summer vacation episode featuring Nao and Nao.

3. Aunt Mafei's Chapter

There's really no way I can have them all!

Chapter 209 Not Human

Ryoko Arishima is not strikingly beautiful; she has fair skin, long, straight black hair, and is the kind of pretty girl with a first-love face that grows on you.

In many novels, a girl's temperament changes drastically after losing her virginity, which is clearly a lie.

At least Ryoko Arisuma remained the same, head down, not daring to look at Natsumi Shirakawa.

"Are you alright?" Shirakawa Natsu carried a plastic bag in one hand and walked into the room familiarly. With the other hand, she took Arishima Ryoko's hand and naturally pulled her to the sofa. "There's no need to hide this. If it's not treated in time, it could cause problems like inflammation."

He was genuinely worried that Ryoko Aishima would get hurt. Last night, he used the Niu Zi trial card, which has blunt force immunity, so he didn't need to worry about being stabbed.

But Ryoko Arishima is an ordinary person, and scrapes are inevitable. Moreover, due to her shy nature, she wouldn't dare to speak up when something like this happened, let alone see a doctor.

As Shirakawa Natsumi spoke, she opened the plastic bag and took out several boxes of ointment.

When he bought medicine for Jiang Enhui, he bought an extra dose according to the prescription.

He glanced at Ryoko Arishima, knowing that persuading her would be a bit of a hassle.

After a brief moment of shyness, Ryoko Arishima nodded gently: "Yes... a little. I didn't feel anything yesterday, but when I woke up this morning, it hurt a little, but I could bear it."

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes as she looked at Arishima Ryoko. She had thought Ryoko would decline the topic, but she was surprisingly cooperative.

A smile immediately appeared on her face: "It shouldn't be a big problem, let me apply the medicine for you."

Ryoko Arishima blushed and nodded, "Mm."

The porcelain doll's expression has a unique charm.

She was wearing a loose T-shirt on top and sweatpants on the bottom.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pulled down her pants, while Arishima Ryoko slightly lifted her body to make it easier for him to take them off.

She was wearing underwear underneath, a regular flesh-colored style, which he took off along with her underwear.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and checked for a moment, then frowned and said seriously, "It looks like the injury is quite serious; it's all oozing scabs."

Ryoko Arishima blushed, her eyes reproachful, and she took a step back.

"Haha." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled. "Do you have something like a razor?"

A moment of hesitation flashed across Ryoko Arishima's face, then she nodded and pointed to the bathroom.

The two went into the bathroom together. Shirakawa Natsu had no other intentions; she simply wanted to make it easier to insert the medicine with her hand.

Hot water sprayed from the showerhead, and the bathroom was instantly surrounded by steam.

Ryoko Arishima sat on a small stool, spread her legs apart, and turned her head away, her face flushed.

Although Shirakawa Natsu had no experience in this area, she was quite skilled at using a razor.

Taking it slow can actually help to scrape it clean.

However, in the latter half, the intense wetness significantly affected operation.

……

The two lingered in the bathroom for an hour before finally emerging from the shower hand in hand.

After applying the medicine, Ryoko Arishima lay on the bed with her legs apart.

Shirakawa Natsu saw a camera on the bedside table; it was the one she had used to take pictures that night.

He reached out and picked it up. A hint of panic flashed in Ryoko's eyes, but she didn't stop him and turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

"Interesting." Shirakawa Natsumi became curious, opened the camera, and went to the album interface, where the photos she had taken a few days ago were all there.

Continuing to flip through the pages, there were more photos, showing Ryoko Arishima alone in bed, wearing a mature-looking lace stocking set, the open-crotch style.

This adult lingerie clashed sharply with her porcelain doll-like, innocent image.

In addition, her hands were not idle either. Her face showed her teeth slightly biting and her brows furrowed, which made her look very endearing.

Ryoko Arishima lay to one side, her face so red it looked like it could bleed.

“It seems that Ms. Ryoko has been quite busy these days.” Shirakawa Natsu placed the camera in front of Arishima Ryoko.

"Stop talking." Ryoko Arishima covered her face with her hands, looking like an ostrich.

"Miss Ryoko isn't satisfied, is she?" Shirakawa Natsu flipped the photos left and right.

Comparing the photos he took a few nights ago with those taken by Ryoko, the difference between the two is obvious.

She herself looked emotional while taking the photos, while Shirakawa Natsu was completely absorbed in the process.

There is a significant difference in visual impact alone.

Ryoko Arishima can be very unrestrained when she is in love, but she is very shameless after she recovers. Her innocence and unrestraint are contradictory and coexist.

“I think it needs some decorations.” Shirakawa Natsu smiled and loosened her belt.

Ryoko Arishima kept her mouth tightly shut, displaying an expression of resolute defiance.

After being rubbed a few times, its lips obediently opened again under the camera lens.

She really loves taking photos.