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P.S.: Dear readers, will you choose Mission 1 or Mission 2?
Chapter 89 I'll help you, you help me
Without a doubt, Shirakawa Natsu's current choice represents not only his present situation but also his choice for the future.
The Yellow Hair APP has two uses: a hairstyle upgrade that features two opposing styles: "chic long blonde hair" and "sloppy long blonde hair".
The two completely contradictory enhancements indicate that the holder can choose two completely different strategies.
"I'm sorry." Miyuki looked up, her gaze lingering on Shirakawa Natsu's face. "I've troubled you again. It's always like this."
Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, shook his head, and put his arm around her shoulder: "What are you saying? We're brothers."
While he was lying in the hospital bed, it was Miyuki who helped him deal with all sorts of publishing matters every day, and he was also constantly being urged to submit his manuscript by the editor.
"Hmm." Miyuki suddenly turned her head, gently leaned on his shoulder, and closed her eyes slightly: "Sorry, I'm a little tired."
"It's okay, you can lean on me." Shirakawa Natsu tightened her grip on his arm, determined not to be held hostage by the Yellow Hair APP.
Thinking back to what just happened, I had considered sacrificing my brothers to complete Mission Two, but now I only feel lingering fear.
I almost got taken over by the system.
After Shirakawa Natsu was no longer confused, she felt that Miyuki's body was soft and that she was no less attractive than Jingu Nao when she picked her up.
Turns out my brother is a woman too.
"Seeing is believing," Shirakawa Natsumi said. "There's nothing easier to convince someone than seeing it with their own eyes."
After he finished speaking, he clearly felt Mikoto tremble slightly in his arms.
Miyuki was silent for a moment before speaking, "Okay, is tonight okay?"
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback: "So urgent?"
"Mmm." Miyuki buried her head in his shoulder: "I'm afraid of losing my courage."
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu had no objection to this. It was better to finish it sooner rather than later, as things could get complicated if things dragged on.
All he needs to do is shove it into his brother's mouth, then onto his face, and film it as a CD.
He has basic photography skills, is proficient in various photography tools, and since it's not a real action movie, the footage doesn't need to be too polished.
"What am I doing?" Miyuki broke free from his shoulder, the weakness vanishing from her eyes, and she transformed back into the cool and aloof older sister.
"Let's prepare some props first." Shirakawa Natsu got up from the sofa: "There's an adult store downstairs. Wearing props can give people a psychological suggestion."
“Okay.” Mikoto nodded, straightened her clothes, and went out with him.
Shirakawa Natsu suggested visiting an adult store not because she was curious about the contrast between her brother's tall, slender figure and cool, handsome older sister image, and his wearing of kemonomimi (animal-eared) props.
I really feel that if we've already made a CD, wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't do something special?
He was planning to collect them on a USB drive.
The adult product stores in Dongguo are very professional, and they have all kinds of props available.
The store was bustling with both men and women, but when Mikoto appeared, it still attracted customers to peek.
Looking at the dazzling array of goods, Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but marvel at the rich imagination of humankind.
Various strange costumes of cats and dogs are just common practice.
He looked at the husky costume in front of him, not the kind with animal ears.
Instead, it's a complete husky leather jacket with a long zipper at the abdomen, allowing a person to hide inside and completely disguise themselves as a husky, with only a hole at the crotch.
Judging from the size and position of the opening, it is a unisex style.
Is this what they call "getting fucked by a husky" and "being fucked by a husky"?
“I can’t wear this.” Seeing Shirakawa Natsu staring at the suit for a long time, Miyuki patiently explained, “You can’t wear this suit if you’re over 1.65 meters tall, and my arms and legs are quite long, so I can’t bend them to fit into the claws.”
"Uh, it's okay, I was just curious and wanted to take a look." Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head: "Let's go to the normal area."
The torture instruments here are all so strange and terrifying. He decided to try them on the lecherous fox next time.
The two then went to the props area. Shirakawa Natsu held a small prop in each hand and said, "Should we put one of these in the front and one in the back later? It would make the visual impact more striking."
Miyuki frowned slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "I've never used it before, so I don't know if it can be put in."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a while, glancing at Miyuki with a strange expression. It seemed that his brother wasn't as carefree as he had imagined. If he hadn't used it, then it was at most the level of a finger.
He searched the shelves again but couldn't find the size that Miyuki had mentioned.
Obviously, if these props were made to the size of a finger, they would lose their competitiveness, since fingers are already present and more flexible.
He put the smallest size back in his hand and said to Miyuki, "If you haven't used it before, that's fine. I have no experience either, so I don't want to hurt you."
“It’s okay.” Miyuki shook her head. “I can accept it.”
Shirakawa Natsu shook her head and took her hand: "Listen carefully, you don't owe anyone anything, so you don't need to feel guilty."
Miyuki was taken aback when he held her hand, then smiled and nodded, "Mm."
Shirakawa Natsu thought that the cool and aloof older sister actually had a very healing smile. Although she wasn't as handsome as before, she had a different kind of charm.
The two strolled around, and when they passed through the S and M sections, Shirakawa Natsu felt that the clothes there matched Miyuki's style very well. Her temperament would definitely look great in these kinds of leather clothes, but they didn't suit the strong character she was playing this time, who was a dog loyal to its owner.
Shirakawa Natsumi reluctantly left, hoping her brother would wear it again next time.
After much searching, I finally found a pet collar, which was dark brown overall with a small bell in the middle.
When held in your hand, it makes a crisp "ding-dong" sound.
The size was just right when measured against Mikoto's neck, creating a strong visual contrast with her fair skin.
It's as if a collar is used to confine her delicate body.
"This one will do." Shirakawa Natsu shook the collar and picked up a rope next to her, which could be fastened to the top of the collar.
There were also some more interesting props nearby, which Miyuki wouldn't refuse.
However, considering the need to preserve her brother's dignity, Shirakawa Natsu did not let her try anything else.
"Hmm." Miyuki nodded, her face showing no change, but her body muscles visibly relaxed.
I also grabbed a few candles that were on sale today. Even if I don't use them today, I can use them for lighting during a power outage or for candlelight dinners, so they won't go to waste.
When paying the bill, the owner smiled professionally and recommended that Shirakawa Natsu become a member, saying that regular customers could also purchase special items and enjoy discounts.
He glanced at Miyuki and realized she wasn't paying attention, so he refrained from signing up. He'd just sign up next time he came with Jingu Nao.
He lingered a bit when he passed through Section M earlier. If he were to become a member now, who knows what the Brotherhood would think of him?
He came out of the adult store carrying shopping bags. The weather turned cool in the evening, and a cold wind blew into his neck, so he pulled up his collar.
The dog leash and collar cost a total of two thousand yen. Indeed, the value of a prop depends mainly on where it is placed.
For example, some data, once linked to elements like wedding dresses and black stockings, attracts a large number of people who pour money into it.
"I'll drive the car over here," Mikoto said, turning and walking towards the parking lot.
Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback and stopped him, asking, "Where are you driving to?"
Miyuki turned his head, frowned, and said, "Go to the vicinity of Hojo Kanna's house, and then invite her out."
"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu paused for a second, then came to her senses, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Mino Shiki gradually changed.
He realized that he hadn't told his brother about his plans yet; he had only made a CD and sent it to him.
It's clear that Miyuki believed what he was seeing was the truth, meaning he was going to perform a live show in front of Hojo Kanna.
Shirakawa Natsu looked at the dog leash in her hand, then at Minoki, and suddenly thought that taking Minoki for a walk in the park, then washing her face in the woods, and then filming a CD seemed like a good idea.
Now it seems she doesn't object to Miyuki.
He quickly shook his head, reminding himself that he must use the simplest method to complete the task, and never think about showing off his skills. He had to be steady and reliable.
“No need for all that trouble,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “We can record the CD at home and then give it to Hojo Kanna. I’ll blur your face to keep the risk under control. Besides… it’s easy to catch a cold if you’re crawling on the ground without clothes in this weather.”
Miyuki stood there for a few seconds, nodded, and put away the key: "Okay."
Back at her apartment, Shirakawa Natsu felt she had wasted her money and thought she might as well borrow from the perverted fox.
The two stood in the entryway, waiting for the other to go in first. Once back in their private space, the atmosphere began to feel strange.
"How about we take a shower first?" Shirakawa Natsu suggested, but immediately regretted it, as it sounded like they were about to have sex.
Miyuki shook her head, took off her shoes, and walked towards the living room: "Let's finish this quickly."
“Mm.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, following suit.
Miyuki's imposing aura lasted only a few seconds. Sitting on the sofa, she managed to stammer out, "What's next?"
Shirakawa Natsu looked around, took out her phone, turned on the video recording function, and pointed it at a spot a little in front of the sofa.
He clearly felt Miyuki's body tremble and stiffen.
"Don't be nervous, take off your clothes first." Shirakawa Natsu quickly reassured her, "I will cut some scenes, it won't be a one-shot, so relax."
"Hmm." Miyuki nodded, placed her hand on her collar, and unbuttoned her clothes.
The shirt is split in the middle, revealing the skin.
Miyuki, shirt half-up, looked at Shirakawa Natsu, avoiding his gaze: "Aren't you going to move?"
"Uh, okay." Shirakawa Natsu looked at her face, so even brothers can blush.
She usually walks around the room in just a loose T-shirt after taking a shower, and she's never been shy about it.
Shirakawa Natsumi quickly took off his shirt, but hesitated for a moment when unbuttoning his pants, as a strange sense of shame arose within him.
Both of them had slightly flushed expressions and stared at each other for a while.
"How about I help you take it off, and you help me take it off?" Shirakawa suggested.
Chapter 90 Improvisation
Miyuki was taken aback, then nodded. The two usually treated each other like brothers, so they dressed casually and didn't care.
When you realize that the other person is of the opposite sex, your mindset will change.
The two walked to the sofa and stood facing each other, about ten centimeters apart.
"I'm here." Shirakawa Natsu regretted saying it as soon as it left her mouth. It sounded like she was about to go to bed. But when she added, "I'm very big, so just bear with it," it didn't feel out of place at all.
Mi no Shi didn't notice anything unusual about him and nodded.
Shirakawa Natsu realized that her brother was also a girl.
Miyuki's figure is more shapely than that of the average woman, making her jeans fit even better.
His hands were a little flustered, blood rushed to his brain, and his mind went blank.
Despite having already acquired a great deal of knowledge with the lecherous fox, they are now behaving so poorly.
Mi no Shi did not urge him.
Shirakawa Natsu gritted his teeth and unbuttoned the large button in the middle of his jeans.
Beneath the separate zipper, the white skin is faintly visible through the black openwork design.
Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but turn her head away; the cool and aloof older sister hadn't zipped up her jeans.
"Natsu." Miyuki suddenly spoke, her long fingers gripping his waistband: "Let go."
"Oh." Shirakawa Natsu quickly let go.
Miyuki crouched down and pulled down, this time pulling down the whole thing at once.
Then something was dangling in front of her face. Luckily, the two were close enough, otherwise there would have been a face-slapping scene.
"This is a normal reaction," Shirakawa Natsu explained, feigning composure, absolutely refusing to admit that it was because Miyuki's half-dressed jeans were too alluring.
"Hmm." Mi no Shi nodded, got up and took off his clothes as well.
Shirakawa Natsu had completely dropped her pretense and was no longer as shy as she had been at the beginning.
He quickly reached out to help his brother. The women's clothing was more complicated than the men's, but fortunately, Miyuki cooperated very well throughout the process.
Shirakawa Natsu glanced at it deliberately, just like when she accidentally glanced at it last time.
I don't know if it's because it's trimmed every day or if it's naturally like that.