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

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Kitagawa Yu cried as the intense pain made her feel like her body was about to split open. After all, Shirakawa Natsu had given her quite a large one, and she had no experience with it, so she was just forcing it in.

The road ahead was blocked, making it even harder to get in.

But she didn't want to give up, even if it meant breaking apart, for her mother's sake.

Kitagawa Yu sat down crying, the strong resistance causing the props to bend.

Shirakawa Natsu stood to the side, resting her chin on her hands, calmly watching her, without any intention of going up to help.

As blood flowed out, staining her black stockings a dark red, she actually swallowed half of it through the black stockings.

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, took out her phone, and quickly transferred the money: "Check it, I've already transferred the money."

Kitagawa Yu still had tears on her face, but a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She was also afraid that Shirakawa Natsu was playing a trick on her, since customers rarely treated prostitutes as human beings.

She took out her phone and saw the extra 50 yuan in her account, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Can we continue our service?" Shirakawa Natsu asked with a smile.

"Ah? Okay!" Kitagawa Yu quickly put away her phone, a smile on her face, though tears still lingered. "Please lie down, guest. I... can I pull this out?"

As she stood up, the props in front and behind her swayed with her movements, and the intense pain made it difficult for her to even stand up.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu stood up, took off her pants and went to the bathroom, but instead of lying on the bath bed, she stood up.

"Please wait a moment, guest." Kitagawa Yu gritted her teeth and pulled her hand outward, which aggravated her wound again, causing her brows to furrow tightly. However, thinking that 50 yen could temporarily ease her financial burden, a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

She carefully placed the props aside, planning to wash them later. She then took out her toiletries and went into the bathroom.

Kitagawa Iku belongs to the plump type.

She first picked up the showerhead and sprayed water on herself, letting the hot water slide down her skin and flow over her black stockings, soaking them completely in an instant.

Once the temperature felt right, I turned the showerhead towards Shirakawa Natsu and started washing him from his back, first lathering the shower gel and spreading it evenly on his back.

"Guest, may I call you something?" Kitagawa Yu had a high opinion of Shirakawa Natsumi, after all, he had really given her 50 yen.

"Hmph, just call me Xia." Shirakawa Xia didn't hide it.

"Natsu, do you have a favorite position?" Kitagawa Iku asked, her face slightly flushed. In front of a handsome younger man, she was always more prone to shyness than to a professional smile.

"Just follow the procedure." Shirakawa Natsu narrowed his eyes. He had two plans before he came.

First, use his extraordinary sexual abilities, combined with money, to turn Kitagawa Iku into a virgin. If things get even more bizarre, you could film a video telling Murakami Ryo that his mother has become his personal toy.

Even Murakami Ryo couldn't accept such a blow.

However, such methods are too cruel, and even if he is not a good person, it would be difficult for him to go this far.

He needs to know more about Kitagawa Iku before he can decide whether to implement Plan Two.

"Okay...okay." Kitagawa Iku stood up, pressed her body against Shirakawa Natsu's back, and then rotated clockwise, letting the shower gel foam rub between the two of them.

She rotated him while squeezing the foam towards the center with her arms, rubbing it against his back to clean it.

She washed him very diligently, pressing her strength into her chest as much as possible to clean him.

I rotated him from his shoulders down to his hips, then hugged his waist and cleaned his insides with my tongue before picking up the showerhead and carefully rinsing the foam off his back.

"Xia, let me clear the front for you." Kitagawa Iku squatted down and waited for him to turn around.

When Shirakawa Natsu turned around, he didn't control the distance well and slapped her hard across the face with a "smack." It even bounced a little. After all, he was a minotaur, and when he was strengthened to the later stages, he was capable of being pierced through by a barrel.

Kitagawa Iku's eyes flashed with surprise, and his body involuntarily took half a step back, startled.

After a brief moment of surprise, I composed myself, continued applying foam to him, and then cleaned him with my chest.

Her gaze kept drifting to Shirakawa Natsu's crotch, and suddenly she gritted her teeth, her voice low: "Should I...should I take off my stockings and rub them together?"

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. This should be considered an implication. If he took off the stockings, he could easily say that they were slippery.

But he didn't want to continue. He reached out and took the showerhead from her hand to wash himself, smiling as he said, "No need, we'll talk later."

After he finished washing himself, he returned the showerhead to Kitagawa Iku and walked out of the bathroom.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't lie on the bed. Although it was his first time taking a bubble bath, he knew that the next part of the program would be a massage, a dragon massage, and oral sex.

There are too many literary and artistic works on similar themes.

He put his clothes back on without a second thought.

Kitagawa Iku was taking a bath, occasionally letting out suppressed groans of pain, clearly indicating that the injuries he had sustained were not yet fully healed.

Shirakawa Natsu took out her phone, opened the PK page, and saw that Murakami Ryo's health bar was still at 60% and had not continued to recover.

"Has my maximum HP been reduced?"

Kitagawa Yu came out after taking a shower, her stockings off and her clothes off. Seeing Shirakawa Natsu dressed, a look of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Natsu, the service isn't over yet."

"It's okay, let's talk." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand and looked at her: "You've worked very hard."

Without a doubt, Kitagawa Yu worked very hard, not just treating it as a job to get by.

That's strange. If they're going to work as sex workers, shouldn't they be career-minded women?

"Ah." Kitagawa Iku's eyes flashed with embarrassment, unsure whether to take it as a compliment: "After all, I don't know anything else besides this job."

She stuck out her tongue: "Actually, I'm quite stupid."

"I have high hopes for you. Go debut as an idol." Shirakawa Natsumi took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to her: "Come see me in the boardroom of Yamagishi Group tomorrow."

"Huh?!" Kitagawa Iku held the business card, completely bewildered.

Shirakawa Natsumi stood up and straightened her clothes, casually saying, "Our group has very good benefits. In addition to good salaries, we have partnerships with large hospitals, so whether it's an employee or a family member who is sick, there are professional medical teams to provide treatment."

His words were actually quite deliberate.

But given Kitagawa Iku's intelligence, Shirakawa Natsu is worried that if the explanation is too convoluted, she might not understand.

Chapter 503 A Resentful Gaze

The next day, Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the Yamagishi Group's president's office early in the morning. Yuzuriha Yuu, dressed in a white, high-end women's suit, her long, black-stockinged legs elegantly crossed, smiled gently.

"Xia, this proposal is very interesting. If you want to participate, I will definitely support you unconditionally."

"Sister, I'm not doing this for fun. I want to expand into the entertainment market and help Yamagishi Group achieve even greater success." Shirakawa Natsumi said with an expression that suggested everything was for her sister's sake.

Anyone who sees it will feel that it is a picture of sisterly love and brotherly respect, and warm family affection.

Shirakawa Natsu knew that a femme fatale like Yuzuriha Yu would be quickly discarded if he couldn't demonstrate his value.

Yuzuriha Yuu rested her chin on her fingers, her eyes gentle: "Okay, I'll make sure the Yamagishi Group fully cooperates with your plan. But Xia, don't overwork yourself. Being healthy is more important than anything else. I don't want to see you become a workaholic, little brother~"

"Thank you, sister. I'll go and make the arrangements." Shirakawa Natsu nodded and looked at the project plan for entering the film industry on the table.

He hadn't expected that Yuzuriha Yu would agree to such a seemingly unreliable plan so readily.

"Looking forward to your good news." Yuzuriha put down her long legs, stood up, and walked over in her high heels, her body almost pressed against his chest, her fragrance filling his nostrils: "Don't overwork yourself, come home and visit your sister when you have time."

As she spoke, the tips of her high heels touched his calves.

Clearly, the "look" she was using was a verb.

"Alright, but a man should prioritize his career." Shirakawa Natsumi took a step back, bid farewell, and left.

He didn't really enjoy having sex with Yuzuriha; she was like a venomous snake, and even when he was having sex with her, he felt very insecure.

Yuzuriha crossed her arms and watched him leave.

She reached into her chest and pulled out an earphone, put it on, and laughed, "It seems he wants to start his own business, but he doesn't seem to know how to choose an industry."

“It doesn’t matter.” Yamagishi Hika’s voice came through the earpiece: “If he fails, it proves that he has no business talent. His own amazing qualities are enough for us to invest.”

"Hmph~ Yes, being a lover is pretty good." Yuzuriha smiled charmingly, placing her fingers between her thighs: "That feeling of being filled, don't you want to try it, Yuzuriha? He said he'd be your husband~."

……

Shirakawa Natsu returned to his office; making movies was the industry he had thought of as the most suitable for him the night before.

Although he can't write scripts or anything like that, it doesn't matter, because he has an inexhaustible supply of ideas. When the time comes, we can leave the professional work to the professionals.

All he needs to do is provide the ideas.

Having been in this world for so long, he also needs to have his own career.

"Knock knock knock." Three knocks on the door, and Kazama Rina walked in timidly. The pure school beauty was still wearing a tight-fitting OL business suit, which outlined her good figure.

Sheer black stockings and high heels added a touch of sexiness to the innocent school beauty.

"Director Xia." Kazama Rina walked over in small steps, glancing at his expression out of the corner of her eye.

The two had already had several in-depth conversations yesterday, but after arriving at the company, she still didn't dare to rely on their relationship to do anything out of line.

Shirakawa Natsu thought she was a very smart woman. A woman who could get into Tokyo University, although a little naive, was definitely not stupid: "I told you to rest today. Come here, let me check your wound."

Rina Kazama blushed slightly, walked up to him, and took the initiative to untie her uniform skirt and then pull her pantyhose down to her thighs.

Inside was a pair of lace panties, a split style, which didn't match her innocent appearance at all.

Like a delicate young girl who has just come of age, secretly wearing her mother's sexy lingerie.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pried her open, glancing at her. It was a little red and swollen. Yesterday, in order to provoke Murakami Ryo, she had forced herself on her from behind, which had been a bit rough: "Does it still hurt?"

Rina Kazama blushed and shook her head: "It's...it's alright."

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow, the pure school beauty blushing unnaturally, and reached forward, her fingers pulling up a glistening strand of silk.

Rina Kazama felt the movement in his hand and almost buried her head in her chest.

"Looks like I was fooled by your innocent appearance." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled smirkly. "Your body is quite lewd."

"No, it's not that." Kazama Rina was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into a hole, her eyes filled with resentment. It's all because of you, every time you play with my feet or other places, you always leave my body feeling awkward and uncomfortable.

He was strong, and that intense and strange feeling made her crave him whenever she thought about it. Her body was at its most delicate age, so it was easy for her to react.

Shirakawa Natsu found it amusing that Kazama Rina, a girl so innocent yet so sexually driven, was particularly fun to train and manipulate.

He wanted to play another trick on him.

The phone on my desk suddenly rang.

"Hello, Director Shirakawa. A lady named Kitagawa Iku says she's here to visit you."

"Okay, bring her in."

Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone and wiped her fingers clean on Kazama Rina's sheer black stockings: "Could you make me two cups of coffee?"

"Okay." Kazama Rina's eyes became even more resentful. She actually felt quite ashamed doing it in the office and was still thinking about how to resist later.

As a result, Shirakawa Natsu stopped doing it, which made her even more upset. The flame that had just been ignited could only be forcibly suppressed.

Kitagawa Iku was also dressed in a formal suit today, but it was clearly a size too small, and the hem was wrinkled, so it seemed like she had searched for it in some corner of the house overnight.

She followed behind her secretary, cautiously looking around. The luxurious and grand decor made her increasingly nervous.

The uniform, already a size too small, squeezed her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe, but she dared not speak and could only silently endure it.

When Shirakawa Natsu saw her in the office, she was already pale from difficulty breathing.

"Are you... alright?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange. What was this guy up to? He seemed a bit slow last night, and it was even more obvious today.

"It's okay, I'm fine!" Kitagawa Yu shook his head frantically, his muscles stiff.

She spent most of her life in that dimly lit place, and now that she's in a spacious and bright office, it's like a hamster used to the dark being exposed to the sunlight—it makes her very uncomfortable.

She began to regret coming here.

"Why don't you unbutton two buttons first?" Shirakawa Natsu noticed that her clothes were obviously a size too small. Her breasts were already large, and now that they were forcibly buttoned up, the uniform looked like it would rip open at any moment.

"Huh? No... I can't, not here." Kitagawa Iku began to stammer incoherently.

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. Goodness, last night she could let him lick her back without any worries, but today she looks so nervous when he unbuttons her clothes.

“Sister Yu, don’t be nervous.” Kazama Rina, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

Of course she knew Kitagawa Iku; she was her ex-boyfriend's godmother and the good-for-nothing aunt next door.

Kazama Rina looked at Shirakawa Natsu with even more resentment.

Having just finished with her, he brought Kitagawa Iku over.

Could it be that his girlfriend was seduced by Murakami Ryo? Otherwise, why would he be targeting Murakami Ryo like this?

Kitagawa Iku then noticed Kazama Rina: "Ah! Kazama-san, what are you doing here?"