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Her current boyfriend is with her ex-boyfriend, which has left her feeling lost and confused.
"I won't disturb you any longer." Kimura Momo smiled, bowed slightly to the three of them, then turned and walked to the other end of the corridor, entering the apartment.
As the apartment door closed, Hashimoto Arina snapped out of her daze and looked at Shirakawa Natsu: "Natsu, is he your neighbor?"
"Yes, it's quite a coincidence." Shirakawa Natsu's lips twitched, his heart pounding. He had just made a promise with Fox that he would stay by her side, and now his girlfriend had come looking for him. What was going on? Moreover, the calmer Fox seemed, the faster his heart beat. This was not a good sign.
“Because I haven’t been in contact with him at all, I didn’t know.” Hashimoto Arina smoothed her long hair and took Shirakawa Natsu’s hand. “It seems you two are getting along well, so I’m relieved. That way, we can invite him when we get married.”
"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. Hashimoto Arina was still as thoughtful and emotionally intelligent as ever, subtly stating her position in just a few words, so he didn't need to worry.
But she clearly hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet.
Their eyes met, and they saw deep affection in each other's eyes, making the air gradually become ambiguous.
"I'm back." Hashimoto Arina's eyes were gentle.
"Welcome back." Shirakawa Natsu opened her arms and hugged her.
"Oh, sorry to bother you two, I'm hungry," Shana suddenly said with a grin.
The atmosphere of lovers reuniting between the two was instantly shattered.
"Hmph." Hashimoto Arina quickly glared at her, annoyed, "Go cook."
"Hehe, I want to eat meat~" Shana skipped and hopped after her.
Bai Chuanxia watched her retreating figure and smiled knowingly. He had no idea what would happen next.
But it's certain that his connection with Arina Hashimoto is real.
"Today, I'm going to put my culinary skills, which I learned in France, to the fullest!" Hashimoto Arina said confidently, holding her cooking utensils in her hands.
"No need, right?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched as she tried to stop her. Despite Hashimoto Arina's gentle older sister demeanor, her cooking skills were truly appalling. The bento she made for him at the hospital was a complete mess.
Even at the very end, it was only barely cooked through; he never really understood what he was eating every day.
Back then, he relied on Miyuki bringing him a lunchbox as an extra meal.
"Xia, don't you believe me? I cooked for myself over there and never went hungry." Hashimoto Arina put one hand on her hip, pouted, and said to Shana, "Sana, take Xia to the living room."
"Yes, ma'am!" Shana chuckled and took Shirakawa Natsu's hand, saying with a smile, "Natsu-kun, it's not gentlemanly to refuse your girlfriend's expression of love."
Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Shana and saw that her smile was genuine, showing no trace of the way she had just teased his palm.
Perhaps I'm being overly sensitive? I looked up at Hashimoto Arina, who had already gone to the kitchen to busy herself. So I nodded and sat down on the living room sofa with the smiling Shana.
As soon as Shirakawa Natsumi sat down, feeling the awkward atmosphere, she took the initiative to speak: "Sana, you should be about my age, right?"
"I'm 19 this year," Shana said, swinging her legs back and forth. "The same age as you!"
"Oh, so it was Youcai who told you." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled. "Sorry, she must have caused you a lot of trouble."
"It's okay, I feel really bad for being a third wheel," Shana said sincerely. "I'm sorry to have bothered you these past few days."
"No need to be so polite." Shirakawa Natsu smiled. He thought Shana was surprisingly nice and reasonable. He started to flatter her in return: "It's so great that Youcai is all alone in a foreign country and has met a friend like you who treats her so sincerely."
“That’s not how it is.” Shana’s beautiful pupils suddenly narrowed slightly as she glanced at Shirakawa Natsu, a slight smile playing on her lips, exuding a captivatingly wicked aura: “I have never considered her a friend.”
Shirakawa Natsumi was stunned, not yet recovering from Shana's sudden change in demeanor: "What did you say?"
He turned his head slightly; Shana gave him a completely different feeling than before.
“Hehe…” Shana narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of cynicism: “Don’t you think it’s troublesome to have vegetables? No matter what happens, you always look hesitant and unable to make a decision, doing what you think is a gentle thing, but it’s just self-pity.”
As she spoke, her face gradually turned towards Shirakawa Natsu's eyes: "You think so too, don't you?"
Shirakawa Natsuya also frowned. Shana's assessment was actually quite accurate. Hashimoto Arina was a very conflicted person; otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed to be his girlfriend when she knew he was about to die.
“I don’t care what your relationship is with Sister Youcai, but she is the light in my life and the motivation that keeps me going.”
Shirakawa Natsu looked serious. At that time, he was lying in a hospital bed, and it was Hashimoto Arina who wanted to bring a ray of light into his life.
"Oh dear, I guess I can't win." Shana covered her forehead and glared at Shirakawa Natsu. "It makes me look like a despicable person."
Seeing her reaction, Shirakawa Natsu frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"
Shana didn't explain what she meant, but waved her hand at him, saying, "Let me be alone for a while."
He looked at this eccentric girl and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Come and try my dishes." Hashimoto Arina, wearing an apron, greeted Shirakawa Natsu as she placed the dishes on the table.
"Coming~" Shana instantly regained her cheerful expression and skipped over to Hashimoto Arina's side.
Seeing the two best friends looking at each other, Shirakawa Natsumi was speechless. What was going on?
He got up from the sofa, went to the dining table, and under Hashimoto Arina's expectant gaze, picked up a piece of grilled pork and put it in his mouth.
"How was it?" Hashimoto Arina's eyes sparkled.
Shirakawa Natsumi paused for a moment, then changed to a more emotionally intelligent way of saying it: "Sister Yu-chan, you have surpassed yourself."
"Hmm?" Hashimoto Arina hummed, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece and put it in her mouth, and said in confusion, "Strange, it's usually pretty good when I make it with Shana."
Shirakawa Natsu looked at the smiling Shana with a strange expression, which could only mean that Shana was definitely a master-level support player.
He couldn't help but think of the lovely Nao, who was also very good at cooking.
She then smiled and said, "I'm already very satisfied to be able to eat dishes made with love by Sister Cai."
"Hmph." Hashimoto Arina snorted. The three of them ate together. Shana was quirky and made jokes, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
After dinner, the group sat on the sofa for a while longer.
Shirakawa Natsu went to the bathroom to take a bath. White steam rose from the bathtub, and all the fatigue on her body disappeared into the air.
At that moment, the bathroom door was pushed open a crack, and Hashimoto Arina peeked out, her face slightly flushed.
Her voice was slightly shy, but she didn't back down: "Xia, do you want to shower together?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi was stunned, not expecting that Natae would become so proactive, and immediately nodded: "Okay."
The bathroom door was pushed open a crack, and Hashimoto Arina, wrapped in a bath towel, carefully walked in.
Chapter 252 One Strike and Escape
When a man and woman who have been separated for several months meet, what they crave most is to feel love through each other's bodies.
Hashimoto Arina's skin flushed slightly from the steam. Wrapped in a bath towel, she walked barefoot into the bathroom, turned her back to Shirakawa Natsu, sat down on the edge of the bathtub, lowered her head, and looked at the ground.
"Is there something on your mind, Sister Cai?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously.
“I’m too cunning.” Hashimoto Arina smiled, running her fingers through her long hair without looking at him. “I appeared by your side just when you were at your weakest, and made you fall in love with me.”
As she spoke, she looked down at her feet and gave a bitter laugh: "I'm seven years older than you, and I always feel like I'm some kind of perverted woman who seduces underage girls."
"Don't think like that." Shirakawa Natsumi laughed as she stood up from the bathtub, her body positioned so that she reached out from behind her and pressed against her face. "Besides, I have plenty."
Hashimoto Arina felt her cheek being slapped. After a moment of stunned silence, her face flushed red. She shifted slightly to the side and scolded playfully, "Xia, you've become naughty. I don't want your feelings for me to be based on gratitude. You'll regret it in the future."
“That woman.” Shirakawa Natsu sighed. He had just told Shana in the living room that Hashimoto Arina was the light that illuminated his life. Who knows if she had said anything to Arina.
He reached out and hugged Hashimoto Arina from behind: "Arina-nee, don't think like that."
All the experiences we had together, whether pleasant or joyful, were based on my genuine feelings.
"If I hadn't ended up with Yu-Cai, I would definitely regret it. What I love isn't what Yu-Cai did for me, but her kindness and the choice she made."
"Xia..." Hashimoto Arina said softly, her face flushed, "Could you let go first?"
"No way, it's been so long since I've done this." Shirakawa Natsu laughed, her hand already slipping inside her bath towel.
He's tried having Sister Cai, and she's straightforward; only Aunt Ma Fei can compare to her.
However, the two are also very different in shape. Aunt Ma Fei is teardrop-shaped and droops slightly.
Compared to that, having Sister Cai makes it feel more real.
"Besides, Sister Cai wasn't wearing anything, so wasn't she already prepared?"
"I'll take my clothes off when I come in to shower." Hashimoto Arina blushed and pressed down on his mischievous hand.
Shirakawa Natsumi, of course, would not give up so easily.
"No, Xia, I'm not ready yet." Hashimoto Arina quickly restrained his fingers, no longer caring about the hand he was holding in front of him.
“Sister Youcai is lying.” Shirakawa Natsumi smiled, but only one of her hands was controlled; the other hand was still movable.
"No...stop, stop." Hashimoto Arina clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the sound that came out from between her teeth.
She was seven years older than Shirakawa Natsu, which made her feel that Shirakawa Natsu was both her boyfriend and her younger brother.
Being controlled by a younger man is a difficult hurdle for her to overcome.
“But that’s not how your body is, Sister Yu Cai.” Shirakawa Natsu kissed her neck from behind.
Spending too much time with foxes has made me enjoy kissing their necks too.
Moreover, he found that the feeling of moisture on his right fingers became more intense as his left hand moved.
Suppressed breathing gradually came from the bathroom.
The bath towel fell off her and onto the floor.
Hashimoto Arina gradually spread her legs apart, panting as she reached behind her back and clenched her hands.
"So beautiful." Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed, admiring Hashimoto Arina's body from behind. Her skin was somewhere between a young girl and a mature woman, with a fair, translucent complexion and a touch of plumpness.
"Xia, sit down." Despite her discomfort, Hashimoto Arina removed his finger and turned around.
"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, lifted her feet out of the bathtub, and sat on the edge of the tub.
Hashimoto Arina blushed and lowered her head, her other hand moving down her body.
Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment, then instantly realized that when he was dating Hashimoto Arina, he had not yet had his Minotaur kidney transplanted and his combat power was only about a minute. Arina usually needed to learn how to do it herself before she could match his time with him.
However, his fighting power is now incomparable to what it used to be. But seeing Hashimoto Arina blushing and constantly moving her mouth and fingers, he found it quite amusing. He would show her his prowess later.
He leaned close to Youcai's ear and whispered, "Youcai, your fingers are getting more and more skilled. You must have practiced a lot over there."
Hashimoto Arina, panting heavily, trembled at his words, stopped what she was saying, raised her head slightly, and said with a flushed face, "I didn't!"
"Really, not even once?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked with a smile, holding her hand.
Hashimoto Arina struggled for a moment. She always felt that she was an elder and did not want to lie to Xia. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Occasionally."
"Who are you thinking of?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked with a grin, extending her finger and taking over the work from her.
"Don't ask anymore, I'm going to get angry." Hashimoto Arina covered her face with her hands, so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her head in the bathtub, but she couldn't stop Shirakawa Natsu's actions.
"Could it be that Sister Cai is thinking about someone else, or that girl named Shana?"
"I didn't!" Hashimoto Arina quickly denied, then lowered her voice and said, "I was thinking... thinking about you, Xia."
As she spoke, she covered her face with her hands, already at her limit.
Shirakawa Natsu's fingers also changed from one to two: "So you were thinking about me, huh? What were you thinking about me for?"
As he spoke, he quickened his hand movements.
Hashimoto Arina trembled all over, her skin flushed as if draped in a red veil of shame. As the older sister, she felt the shame had reached its limit.
Shirakawa Natsumi began to wonder how she would react.
The next second, Hashimoto Arina suddenly stood up and pounced on Shirakawa Natsu before he could react.
"Splash!" Water splashed everywhere.
Shirakawa Natsu was pushed into the bathtub by her.
"Stay put!" Hashimoto Arina, who had been passive just moments before, still had a blush on her face, but with one hand on her hip and the other pressing him into the bathtub, said, "Just take a bath and don't do anything!"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu felt she had gone too far and tried to sit up, but was glared at back by Hashimoto Arina.
"I'll get angry if you move even a little!" Hashimoto Arina glared at him, her imposing manner perfectly controlled.
Shirakawa Natsumi smiled, and Hashimoto Arina finally regained the gentle yet assertive demeanor she had shown in the hospital. She shrugged and asked, "Then how am I supposed to wash?"
"I'll wash you." After Hashimoto Arina finished speaking, she pressed his hand down and started lathering his body with soap.
She quickly washed down below, her brows furrowing slightly. It wasn't what she remembered; her boyfriend's erection was significantly different from what she had imagined.
"You'll have to take responsibility, Sister Cai." Shirakawa Natsu lay down with a mischievous grin on her face.
"Hmph." Hashimoto Arina glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, and lifted her chest with one arm to squeeze on some shower gel.