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The night is beautiful tonight.
The two-day camping trip ended quickly; Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao were practically glued together, physically inseparable.
It seems that Miyuki and Hojo Kanna have made up after last night.
The two were deeply in love and in the throes of a passionate romance.
Shirakawa Natsu said goodbye to Jingu Nao and took Hojo Kanna home. After returning to his apartment, he suddenly realized that he had completely forgotten about the idea of shoving his brother.
He didn't forget; it was just that he was too close to Jingu Nao and didn't want to do something against his brother right after making a promise, so he delayed.
"I'm going to take a shower." Mikoto, wearing only a T-shirt, greeted him and went to the bathroom.
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, and looking at her from behind, she couldn't help but exclaim, "So perky."
I gave up on the idea of asking my brother for help directly. The reason I helped him bite at the hospital was simply because the atmosphere was right.
Now that she has a girlfriend and he has a girlfriend, if he goes to her room and asks her for oral sex, he will most likely be sent to a psychiatric clinic for examination.
"Let's wait and see, there will always be a chance." Shirakawa Natsu shook his head. He currently had 51 points and wasn't in a hurry.
The next day, Shirakawa Natsumi went to talk to Kimura Momo about the camping trip.
Kimura Momo's favorability rating increased a little more, reaching 54.
After that date with Jingu Nao in the office, my score increased by two points, from 48 to 50.
Then at home, after she came up and kissed the two of them, her score increased by three points, reaching 53.
This time, the camping topic only increased by 1 point.
Shirakawa Natsu has gradually figured out the tricks to increasing this lecherous fox's favorability.
The more you play, the faster you gain favorability.
"It was a very interesting experience," Kimura Momo said with a smile. "I look forward to Mr. Natsu bringing us even more interesting stories next time."
Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, looking at the stunningly beautiful face of the lecherous fox in front of her. She figured that taking her on a threesome next time would probably increase her favorability rating considerably.
Then four people, five people, six people, and so on. I believe it won't be long before you can max out the favorability rating.
Of course, these are just ideas; they would be too difficult to implement.
On the other side, Miyuki came out of the school and encountered a familiar figure at the school gate.
Inagawa Hanahi, dressed in a kimono, stood gracefully beside the black sedan.
Chapter 81 Sea King's Devouring
Miyuki glanced at her, then walked straight past Inagawa Hanahi without paying her any attention.
"I think you should take responsibility." Inagawa Hanahi's voice came from behind her.
Miyuki stopped and frowned at Inagawa Hanahi: "Sorry, I don't remember doing anything to you?"
At the University of Tokyo Library, Shirakawa Natsumi, as usual, came to help Hojo Kanna.
Because of Miyuki, the two have become much more distant from each other than they did at the beginning.
"I've left this one here." Shirakawa Natsu sorted the classical Chinese texts returned by the students according to their labels.
"Thank you." Kanna Hojo lowered her head, keeping a distance of half a meter from Natsu Shirakawa.
Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, saying that this was a similar kind of fanatical mentality among believers.
If he hadn't called Miyuki before breaking the membrane, the two would already be in a relationship.
She had clearly expressed her feelings for him.
Now that Kanna Hojo has confirmed her relationship with Mikoto, her deliberate distance from him feels especially real.
Shirakawa Natsumi understood this perfectly, shrugged, and continued tidying the bookshelf.
The sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from outside the door, and a stylishly dressed woman with curly hair walked in.
Her gaze swept across the library before finally settling on Kanna Hojo.
After looking her up and down, the curly-haired woman smiled contemptuously, stopped in front of Hojo Kanna, and looked down at her.
"Excuse me, is there something you need?" Hojo Kanna seemed intimidated by her imposing manner and acted timidly.
"Hmph, so you're Miyuki's new girlfriend?" The curly-haired woman said with disdain.
“I…” Kanna Hojo blushed, lowered her head, and dared not answer the question.
"Hmph." The curly-haired woman snorted coldly, "Does this guy like this kind of taste now?"
"..." Shirakawa Natsu covered her forehead with her hand. Just how many ex-girlfriends does my brother have?
She ran into seven women she had slept with while buying a pack of cigarettes.
Shirakawa Natsu stepped forward. Although the relationship between the two was delicate at the moment, he couldn't just watch Hojo Kanna be bullied: "This lady, after being dumped, comes to cause trouble for her current girlfriend and keeps pestering her. It's not a pretty sight."
The curly-haired woman glanced at Shirakawa Natsu, ignored him, then turned to Hojo Kanna and snorted, "I'm two years your senior. You don't seem like you're just playing around. Don't get emotionally involved, or you'll regret it... just like me."
After finishing her sentence, the curly-haired woman gave Hojo Kanna a deep look, then turned and walked away quickly in her high heels.
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu scratched her head. She originally thought that this senior was the kind of brainless villain who often appeared in those novels to increase the male and female protagonists' favorability. Now it seems that she is not a bad person. Moreover, she seems to have a story.
He turned to look at Hojo Kanna, whose head was down and whose face looked terrible. When she felt Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze, she quickly raised her head and forced a smile: “It’s okay, I believe in Miyuki.”
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange; he hadn't said anything yet.
"Oh right, I'll go to Shirakawa's house to cook dinner tonight. We originally planned to eat out later." Hojo Kanna's smile brightened. "Jingu Nao cooked for us when we were camping, and Miyuki said she wanted to eat my cooking, so I'll surprise her tonight."
“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded. Although Hojo Kanna’s cooking was not as varied as Jingu Nao’s, her Japanese culinary skills were quite good.
However, the change in address from Natsu to Shirakawa-kun feels very realistic.
"By the way, what does Miyuki like to eat?" Kanna Hojo asked, her smile finally brightening as she spoke about something she was good at. "Shirakawa-san, would you like to go to the supermarket together?"
"Okay, sure." Shirakawa Natsu nodded.
Kanna Hojo was clearly in a good mood as she continued working, and her movements became lighter and more agile.
After the two finished packing, it was still early, and Hojo Kanna was already staring at him with her big, bright eyes.
Her eyes were full of hope that he would go to the supermarket soon.
Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. She checked the time; it was only four in the afternoon. "I'll call Nao, and we'll go to the supermarket together."
“Okay.” Kanna Hojo nodded quickly.
Shirakawa Natsu called Jingu Nao, and the call was answered quickly.
A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah~ I really want to go to Natsu's house, but even beautiful girls have their own secrets."
"Uh, you actually have personal matters?" Shirakawa Natsu teased. Ever since he met Jingu Nao, she has always revolved around him. It seems that in her world, there is only Shirakawa Natsu.
"Hmph~ I'm going to meet lots of handsome boys." You could practically feel the mischievousness in Jingu Nao's voice through the screen: "Natsu will love me even more when she feels pressure. Oh, by the way, Natsu said last time that using only the soles of her feet was a bit dry, so I bought some lubricant..."
Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone before listening to the rest of the conversation, then chuckled twice at Hojo Kanna: "Let's go, she doesn't have time."
As long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, it's others who will feel embarrassed.
"Mm." Kanna Hojo nodded, her face flushed.
Shirakawa Natsu saw her expression and realized that she understood instantly. Despite her innocent appearance, it seems she has learned a lot from being with Miyuki.
Jingu Nao hung up the phone, her mischievous smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a cold expression as she looked at Kimura Momo: "Why did you do that kind of thing?"
Kimura Momo crossed her legs, her face gentle and warm: "What is it? Do you mean kissing you? Or kissing him?"
"Stop with that disgusting, fake smile!" Jingu Nao suddenly stood up from her seat. "It was just a kiss, so why did you take your clothes off?"
“I took off my clothes because I wanted to join you guys.” Kimura Momo said matter-of-factly, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled. “And you should know that I don’t have the complex feelings of a human, so my smile isn’t fake.”
Jingu Nao pointed at the wooden moss girl, her finger trembling. She opened her mouth, but was too angry to utter a single word.
"And it's strange, isn't it?" Kimura Momo leaned down, staring at Jingu Nao with curiosity in her eyes: "The you I know, expressions are just a tool for you. Why are you showing such strong emotions today? Is it because you've been playing the role of Jingu Nao for too long?"
"..." Jingu Nao sat back down without saying a word.
“You should know that the lifespan of an ordinary human is very short.” Kimura Momo’s voice was gentle: “Their lives are like our afternoon nap, while we are the ones who accompany them through the changes of this world. So why do you mind my involvement? Perhaps it’s just a kind of seasoning, isn’t it?”
“I am human.” Jingu Nao frowned. “Don’t confuse me with you. I treat every relationship I’ve ever had as if it were my last.”
“You’re afraid.” Kimura Momo pointed at Jingu Nao’s chest and said, “You’re afraid of being alone, you’re afraid of losing, so you’re desperately clinging to what you have now, even though you know there’s a predetermined ending and you’ll continue to live a lonely life. You’ll gradually discover that so-called feelings are nothing more than hormones secreted by the brain in response to stimulation.”
"Then who are you?" Jingu Nao pointed at Kimura Momo: "Don't use that condescending tone. You've only just become human, so what gives you the right to say something so certain?"
"Is that so?" A sly smile flashed in Kimura Momo's eyes. "If, as you say, emotions are above all else, then the fact that the three of us came together won't affect your feelings. Do you want to prove that to me?"
Jingu Nao was taken aback and looked at Kimura Momo: "Is this your real purpose?"
"Yes." Kimura Momo made no attempt to hide her feelings and nodded directly.
"Stop with your childish and laughable thoughts." Jingu Nao shook her head: "Do you think I would agree?"
“You will.” Kimura Momo nodded affirmatively.
Meanwhile, inside a bar.
Miyuki and Inagawa Hanahi sat in a booth. Inagawa Hanahi's elegant kimono seemed out of place, and passersby couldn't help but take a second look.
"Did you bring me to a place like this on purpose?" Inagawa Hanahi's expression remained unchanged as she calmly asked, "Some kind of perverse sense of humor of yours?"
Miyuki picked up the wine glass with one hand and took a sip: "It's just because there's wine here."
"Hmph." Inagawa Hanahi snorted, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
"What do you want?" Miyuki poured himself a glass.
"I want to talk to someone." Inagawa Hanahi looked at Miyuki, her voice icy: "You made me want to confide in someone, so you have to take responsibility."
Mi Zhi Shi glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, chuckled, shook his head, and continued drinking his wine.
"Would you like to hear my story?" Inagawa Hanahi asked, holding a wine glass in both hands.
“Not interested.” Miyuki shook her head.
"I don't like how I am now." Inagawa Hanahi completely ignored what Miyuki said and began to talk to herself.
If Shirakawa Natsu were here, he would be very surprised. In his impression, this yakuza heiress had always been a cold person and would never speak in such a tone.
Meanwhile, in the upscale apartment, Shirakawa Natsu stood at the kitchen doorway: "Kanna, do you need my help?"
"No need." Kanna Hojo, wearing an apron and smiling, was busy in the kitchen. "If you need Natsu's help, you can't proudly say in front of Miyuki that you did all of this yourself, so Natsu should go and rest."
“I just can’t understand it.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged and looked at Hojo Kanna. Her E-cup figure swayed up and down with every step she took after she tightened her apron. He tried to imagine what it would be like to be naked in an apron, as was the legend.
A wicked thought suddenly popped into his mind. Now that Miyuki wasn't around, he was all too familiar with this kind of scenario: sneaking up behind a married woman while she was cooking.
Shaking his head, he dismissed these strange thoughts and decided to make Jingu Nao wear an apron next time.
Wearing only a pair of garter stockings might be quite sexy.
According to those strange plot points, at this point, the wife will receive a phone call from her husband.
"Ring ring ring." A cell phone rang in Hojo Kanna's pocket. She took out her phone, saw the caller ID, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
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"Sorry, Kanna," Miyuki's voice came from the other end of the phone. "I'm at a bar and will be back a little late."
"With whom..." Kanna Hojo stopped halfway through her sentence, not asking the question aloud, and said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Shirakawa Natsu leaned against the wall, taking in the changes in her expression, watching her go from sweetness to disappointment, before hanging up the phone.
"How about we cook later?" Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "She studies criminal law, so she needs to exchange ideas with her classmates frequently."
He didn't even believe this excuse himself; he knew that Miyuki often had practical tutoring sessions with the female criminal law teacher in bed.
Compared to that, going to a bar with someone is perfectly normal.
“It’s okay, Xia-san, you don’t need to make up any excuses. I trust her.” Kanna Hojo forced a smile. “I can only make some cold dishes for her. It’s her fault for not coming home on time.”
Kanna Hojo tried to sound relaxed as she got busy again.
Shirakawa Natsu noticed that her way of addressing her had changed from "Shirakawa-kun" to "Natsu-kun." If one could see the level of affection, it meant that they had taken another step from being strangers to being close.
Kanna Hojo placed the cold dishes on the table and saw Natsu Shirakawa sitting on the sofa. She walked over and said, "I heard from Miyuki that Natsu is a manga artist with her own best-selling manga that is being serialized regularly."
"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, his hands still moving. Hojo Kanna wasn't the target of the mission; he only needed to maintain normal communication.