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

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Different species of pets that can make you feel comfortable?

Shirakawa Natsu banished these strange thoughts from her mind, too afraid to think about them any further—they were too bizarre.

He heard the sound of brakes and looked up to see a black sedan stopped in front of him.

The car door opened, and a mature woman in an office lady uniform stepped out.

"Mr. Xia, hello." The woman in the office lady uniform bowed deeply to him: "Our young lady would like to meet you."

Shirakawa Natsu frowned, searching her memories to confirm that the only childhood friend she had was Miyuki, and there was no wealthy heiress among them.

I didn't have a particularly good relationship with any boy when I was a child.

Or perhaps you unintentionally saved a little girl who was being bullied.

"I'm sorry, I don't know your young lady." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand. "Besides, I have something to do later. I'll definitely come to keep the appointment next time."

“Our young lady is a fan of yours.” The woman in the OL uniform smiled professionally. “She admires your talent. Please be sure to grant her request this time, otherwise I won’t be able to explain it to her.”

"My fans?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Weren't his fans mostly haters? This invitation probably wasn't that simple.

Perhaps because they had missed so many updates, they came knocking on my door.

“We are very sincere.” The woman in the OL uniform took out a thick envelope from her pocket and stuffed it into Shirakawa Natsu’s arms.

"I'm sorry, I can't accept it." Shirakawa Natsu quickly declined. He had made an appointment with Jingu Nao, and he wasn't short of money.

"Mr. Xia, if I cannot complete the task assigned to me by Miss, I will have no choice but to commit suicide to atone for my sins." The office lady bowed at a ninety-degree angle: "Please, Mr. Xia, do not refuse."

"Are you serious?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips moved slightly.

"Yes." After saying that, the office lady pulled a women's pistol out of her bag and pointed it at her temple.

Shirakawa Natsumi didn't want to hear him say he wouldn't go; she thought this woman would commit suicide.

But without a doubt, the other side was showing off its military might and didn't want things to escalate too much.

He could choose to turn and run, but there are still people in the other car, and they have guns.

The possibility of escape is infinitesimally close to zero.

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu suddenly smiled and said, "If I agree now, can I still receive the wedding gift?"

The office lady was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course."

She reached out and handed over the envelope.

Shirakawa Natsu took the envelope with one hand and used it as a shield, then dialed a fast number on her phone.

It was Hojo Maki's number. After seeing her today, Uesugi Shikato's inexplicable death made him uneasy. Before finding out the truth, Shirakawa Natsu set her number to speed dial as a precaution.

"Please come with me." The office lady gestured for him to come in and opened the car door for him.

Two men in black sat in the back seat. Although they tried their best to put on friendly smiles, their underworld aura was impossible to hide.

Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. Just as he had thought, if he had refused to get in the car, these two men in black would have gotten out without hesitation and forcibly taken him away.

"Where is our destination?" Shirakawa Natsumi hid her phone in her pocket and quickly tried to get information out of the caller after the call was connected.

Meanwhile, in a suburban area of ​​Tokyo, there is a group of traditional Japanese buildings.

Even in the suburbs, owning such a large area of ​​land proves that the person has a distinguished background.

Inagawa Hanahi, dressed in a proper kimono that concealed her back tattoo, sat upright on the tatami mat, brewing tea with a focused expression and fluid movements, demonstrating her impressive tea ceremony skills.

"Miss, our people have already picked up Shirakawa Natsumi." The middle-aged man put down the phone and bowed to her.

"Understood, bring it over as planned." Inagawa Hanahi's expression remained unchanged as she held the teacup in both hands and took a small sip, exuding both tranquility and elegance.

"But how do we explain this to the Bamboo Union?" the middle-aged man asked with wrinkles. "Their people also made their move today."

"Who do you think will win, that rat in the ditch or my fiancé?" Inagawa Hanahi asked with her eyes closed.

"Well," the middle-aged man shook his head, "if the opponent really is that woman, it's not certain. Miss, you mean that the agent will win, so we should protect her boyfriend in advance, doing him a favor?"

Inagawa Hanahi opened her eyes and gave her a look as if she were an idiot.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips. He had only made a guess on purpose, and then the young lady would explain her reasons with a cold expression. Sometimes he wondered if the young lady was secretly reading some strange online novels.

“It doesn’t matter who wins.” Inagawa Hanahi put down the teapot. “If that rat wins, we, the Inagawa Society, will be her partners in protecting her boyfriend. If my fiancé wins, we will be his staunch allies in helping him catch the perpetrator’s accomplice.”

Chapter 46 The Real Use of the Yellow Hair App

Shirakawa Natsu felt a little guilty about the "young lady" the office lady in the uniform was talking about. The two men in black suits behind her, exuding a menacing aura, were clearly yakuza members, and the "young lady" they were talking about was probably not a respectable person either.

Getting involved with a guy like that will never end well.

"Mr. Xia, there's no need to be nervous." The OL-uniformed woman gripped the steering wheel with a businesslike smile on her face: "Our young lady is also a comic book enthusiast. She admires your latest work and would like to invite you to explore the creative process."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shirakawa Natsu's expression became even stranger. At first, she had still held some hope for what the fans said, but now she completely disbelieved it.

His latest work is "Cthulhu Mythos," about a mafia heiress who asks him to explore a work where a dark-skinned loli transforms into different forms and violates humans, and things inexplicably start to go bizarre.

These people clearly haven't read his work. They say they like his latest work because his older works are longer and have more complex accompanying materials. Newer works are less likely to expose this, and it also expresses their agreement with his current situation—a common interpersonal communication technique.

Shirakawa Natsu chuckled dryly. This was a difficult question to answer. She couldn't very well say, "I really like this book too, especially the part where the dark-skinned loli forcefully assaults the elderly male protagonist."

The number labeled "Da" on my phone is still showing as being in a call.

He wasn't sure if Inspector Hojo Maki would show up to save him. Even if big-breasted women weren't usually bad people, he couldn't put all his hopes on her.

Pretending to be bored, he leaned back in the passenger seat, relaxed, and tentatively took out his phone to browse trending topics. The office lady didn't stop him, perhaps because she thought he had already imagined what they were going to say, or perhaps because they weren't worried that he could put up an effective fight.

Tilt your phone slightly, quickly open the Yellow Hair app, and tap to raise the favorability rating in the upper right corner of the 3D Kimura Momo app.

Each character can only be extracted twice during the playthrough. You can only import another character after you have completed the playthrough of one character.

"Current favorability level: 41. Proceed with extraction?"

Shirakawa Natsu clicked "extract" without hesitation.

"64 points have been deducted for you (40 plus a 24-point bonus for difficult romantic relationships)."

Open the shop, and the Destiny Lover is grayed out and cannot be redeemed. There is only a stamina potion next to it.

I spent 10 points to exchange for a stamina potion, and now I only have 54 points left.

Then immediately use a stamina potion.

Shirakawa Natsu felt his body instantly fill with power, a familiar feeling, just as described, he could fight all day long.

Exchanging for stamina potions certainly doesn't mean going to fight the young lady they're talking about.

Having sufficient physical strength is essential to escape danger in case of emergency.

Whether or not one can escape is another matter entirely; after all, if someone dies, the points are wasted if not used.

Even without encountering danger, the 12-hour duration can be used to find Kimura Momo.

Master the techniques of controlling every point of this fox's body, plus absolute stamina.

It will definitely increase his favorability, so the points haven't disappeared; they've just changed the way they're with him.

Moreover, if you can increase your favorability by six points after twelve hours of battle, plus the bonus from the difficult lover, it's practically a freebie.

Shirakawa Natsu felt an abundance of power throughout her body and a burning sensation in her lower abdomen, then suddenly shuddered: "Wait!"

He suddenly looked at the few redeemable items currently available in the yellow-haired man's app.

"Greasy Mediterranean blonde hair, no favorability bonus, but the success rate of any coercive behavior increases by 50%."

"Skill: Photography (Beginner), 10 points required to redeem."

"Stamina Potion: Unlimited stamina for 12 hours".

Shirakawa Natsu felt as if she had suddenly realized that the seemingly unrelated items were actually used in combination after her mind was opened.

He slapped his forehead: "What the hell did I say? This yellow-haired app is like a pure love game. Turns out it was my fault."

As I gradually come to understand everything, the future seems to be turning into something bizarre.

I glanced at the 54 points I had left, then went to the skill redemption list and clicked on the only skill currently available: "Photography (Beginner) - Requires 10 redemption points".

"Exchange? Yes/No"

"Yes!"

"Congratulations! You have successfully redeemed the skill 'Photography (Beginner)'."

"Photography (Beginner) Note: You have mastered the noise reduction techniques for various digital photography products."

Shirakawa Natsumi suddenly felt a throbbing pain in her head, which lasted only a few seconds before returning to normal.

But suddenly, various photography equipment and knowledge about soundproofing appeared in my mind.

The knowledge is mainly divided into two categories. The first category is to modify the equipment yourself to eliminate the "click" sound when taking pictures.

The second category is how to use clothing or other props to cover up the sound during filming.

Shirakawa Natsu's expression froze. Shouldn't photography skills be the techniques for taking a good photo?

Why is it a technique for silencing?

“RNM, refund.” Shirakawa Natsu clicked on the camera, and another prompt popped up.

"Would you like to upgrade your skill, Photography (Beginner), to Photography (Intermediate)? Requires 30 points."

"Note: You will master the skills of concealing various digital products."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. She glanced at the 44 points she had left and clicked on the "Development" section.

"Cheerful golden tousled hair, married woman is very touched +10, required points 20."

"Note: This includes engagements, romantic relationships, mutual crushes, and all other heterosexual relationships that are not one-sided crushes."

The initial hairstyle is a refreshing, tousled blonde hair, which can be further developed into either a flowing or unkempt look.

The remaining 44 points are enough to redeem a refreshing golden fringe hairstyle, but if you redeem it and the hairstyle suddenly turns yellow, it's too weird.

Shirakawa Natsu decided to wait until she got home to exchange the currency.

"Mr. Xia, we've arrived." The office lady in uniform parked the car next to a cluster of Japanese-style retro buildings.

The Inagawa-kai's reception room is covered with tatami mats, and in the center is a low rectangular table that can seat twelve people at the same time.

Inagawa Hanahi sat in the head seat, with a tea set and two single-volume books on the low table in front of her.

"The Cthulhu Mythos - Tindalos's Hound" and "The Queen in Blue"

She picked it up and carefully flipped through it.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside and whispered, "Miss, Shirakawa Natsumi has arrived."

"Okay, let him in." Inagawa Hanahi closed the book expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man glanced at the large "18+" on the single volume and the dark-skinned loli with her eyes rolled upwards and a strange smile on her face.

Inagawa Hanahi is a frighteningly meticulous person. Every word and action of the office lady when she invites Shirakawa Natsu is carefully planned by her, including the plan to forcibly tie Shirakawa Natsu to a car under the guise of protecting him if he does not come.

However, due to the time constraints, he only managed to purchase the artwork after he had already set off.

The middle-aged man suggested changing the way he phrased it, but Inagawa Hanahi, who would never admit her mistakes, naturally turned around and mocked him, saying hurtful things like he lacked the awareness of a member of the yakuza.

"Sigh." The middle-aged man turned to pick up Shirakawa Natsumi and sighed inwardly, "My young lady is good in every way. She's ruthless and thick-skinned, but she's too arrogant and still too young."

As Shirakawa Natsu followed the office lady in, she looked at the artificial hill and pond in the courtyard and thought to herself, "What a rich bastard!"

He took out his phone and sent a message to Jingu Nao, saying that he had encountered an emergency tonight and could not keep their appointment on time, and that he would apologize properly when he went to school tomorrow.

He didn't dare tell her about being invited to the underworld, not wanting this naive and silly girl to worry about him.

Tokyo, in a shopping mall.

"Snap." The man's head was turned 180 degrees, his face still showing disbelief and fear.

Jingu Nao, with a cold expression, pulled a pen from his chest, put on her hood, and pushed open the bathroom door.

Her gaze swept across the crowds in the mall, finally settling on a middle-aged office worker holding a newspaper.

As she walked forward, she unscrewed and unscrewed the pen refill with one hand.

"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" The middle-aged office worker put down his newspaper, looking puzzled.

As Jingu Nao passed by him, she flicked her wrist, pressed the pen refill against the middle-aged office worker's neck, and with a push, the pen refill pierced deep into his neck with a "plop".