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

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After he finished speaking, his eyes burned as he looked at Kinoshita Ren.

Shirakawa Natsuya also started to feel nervous; he wasn't sure if he could win.

He glanced at Shana out of the corner of his eye and saw that she was still sitting calmly on the sofa, watching Shimabukuro Hiroshi's expression with interest, without any intention of stopping him.

The room fell into a deathly silence; everyone was waiting for a result.

Kinoshita Ren lay motionless on the ground, a collar dangling from her mouth, obscuring her face.

The clock on the wall ticked away.

Gradually, her shoulders began to tremble, and the collar fell from her mouth to the ground.

She slowly turned her face, the dazed look gone, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her voice trembled, filled with an unspoken tension: "Island, can we really start over?"

"Yes." Hiroshi Shimabukuro nodded quickly without hesitation.

“But I still can’t control my body.” Kinoshita Ren’s voice trembled with sobs: “When you’re drunk, I really want to do it with your friends in front of you.”

“I’ll pretend to be asleep,” Hiroshi Shimabukuro replied.

"When I attend parties with you, I can't help but go to the restroom with your juniors."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

"I will buy a lot more props, but I don't want to use them with you."

"I'll buy it for you to increase your sense of involvement."

"Hao!"

"lotus!"

Kinoshita Ren stood up from the ground, removed the collar from his neck, and walked step by step toward Shimabukuro Hiroshi.

Hiroya Shimabukuro also opened his arms, and the two embraced.

"I know you're cheating on me, but you love me."

"You might regret it in the future." Kinoshita Ren buried her head in his chest: "Regret your current choice."

"It's better than regretting not being together today," Hiroshi Shimabukuro said, patting her head.

"Hmph, you're more like a writer than I am." Kinoshita Ren stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu rubbed the bridge of his nose; this was the best outcome he had envisioned.

But seeing this scene in person, I still feel there are too many things to complain about, and I don't know where to begin.

He looked at Shana, only to see her stand up from the sofa, put her hands behind her back, and walk past him.

"Hehe, a very good counterattack. It seems I have lost, Mr. Xia. As per the bet, I will answer one question for you."

"Let's go out first." Shirakawa Natsumi gave him a look, and the three of them left Kinoshita Ren's room together.

The two were still immersed in their own world, exchanging what they considered romantic, but which was actually beyond human imagination.

The three got into the jeep, with Miyuki driving and Shirakawa Natsu and Shana sitting in the back.

Shirakawa Natsumi could feel her heart pounding rapidly as she glanced at Shana out of the corner of her eye.

Convincing Hiroshi Shimabukuro wasn't difficult. He placed 500 million yen and a handgun together, making Hiroshi Shimabukuro understand that he could forgive everything Ren Kinoshita did.

So the key to winning this time was realizing Kinoshita Ren's true thoughts.

As a woman, what she truly desires is not just absurd thrills, but her husband's love.

Even though her love was twisted.

The jeep stopped by a bridge.

Shirakawa Natsu and Shana got out of the car together, while Miyuki leaned against the jeep smoking and did not follow.

As evening approached, the city was enveloped in darkness.

Streetlights were turned on on both sides of the bridge to illuminate the surrounding sidewalks.

Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao used to stand on the bridge together, enjoying the breeze.

Jingu Nao likes to lean on the railing, saying that it allows her to see far away, as if the world consists of only the two of them.

She would chatter on and on about all sorts of little things, but she always seemed to have something to say.

The two of them felt very relaxed together. Jingu Nao was like a girlfriend who had stepped out of a manga; everything about her was perfect.

"Mr. Xia, why did you bring me here?" Shana tucked her long hair behind her ear.

"The kindergarten kids are trying to trick the teacher into giving them toys." Shirakawa Natsu leaned against the railing, watching her.

"Actually, all the teacher needs to do is pretend to be fooled."

"You told me twice that the only enemy you could face was the fox, which was a reminder for me to get clues from it."

“And I tried to bribe Hiroshi Shimabukuro. With your methods, you could have easily stopped me, but you did nothing.”

"So, you deliberately lost to me, didn't you, Nao?"

Shana put her hands behind her back, turned around in front of him, and put two fingers together: "I didn't lose to you on purpose. I only let you win a little bit. You won on your own."

"Besides, I'm not Nao, I'm Arina's good friend, Shana."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and said with a grin, "Alright, according to the bet, I will answer one question for you. It's fun playing games with you. After this, let's move on to the next game."

Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head: "You deliberately exposed to me that you are good at interrogation, have professional mind-reading skills, and even top-notch secret filming techniques."

"Actually, you want me to really understand you, right?"

Shana paused, her smile vanished, and under the light, her beautiful face suddenly turned cold.

"Don't flatter yourself, I just find you interesting."

“People spend their whole lives searching for what they want.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at Shana: “What you want is a need that will not be betrayed, which is why Nao, whom you created, is so simple and unwavering. I’m sorry, I seem to have let Nao down, but I will not let go again.”

Shana picked at her ear and mimicked his tone: "I won't let go again, blah blah blah, don't you think that's childish?"

"As agreed, you have to answer one question for me," Shirakawa Natsumi said with a smile. "Would you like to stay by my side?"

Shana's expression gradually turned cold. She looked at Shirakawa Natsu, then suddenly leaped up and landed lightly on the bridge railing, the evening breeze blowing through her long hair.

She opened her arms wide, a smile spreading across her face, pure and simple. She looked at Shirakawa Natsu, her eyes filled with laughter:

"Hehe, Xia, congratulations, you won. I'm willing to stay by your side. I love you, and I love you more and more."

"Although I know the reasons, once you fall in love with someone, you just can't help it."

"Nao!" Shirakawa Natsu walked up and called him by his name, which was Nao's habit. At this moment, the smile on her face and the way she spoke made it clear that it was Nao. She finally dispelled the doubts deep in her heart.

“But I’m so angry, so angry.” Shana’s tone suddenly changed: “Once you love someone, you only have eyes for him, and your heart is filled with him. You think about what he’s doing every day.”

"But why can you love so many people at the same time?"

Shirakawa Natsumi wanted to speak, but Shana interrupted her: "I know you're doing this for your health, but so what? Is your love for Arina fake?"

“I…” Shirakawa Natsu was speechless.

"Hehe~ It's okay." Shana put a hand to her lips: "Because I've already thought of a punishment for you."

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned, looking at her in disbelief.

“I will disappear from your world,” Shana laughed. “Disappear forever, just like when I appeared. That way, you will remember me.”

"No, don't!" Shirakawa Natsu quickly came up and grabbed her hand.

But he was a step too late. Shana leaned back and fell off the bridge: "Actually, I'm quite petty too."

Her smile was healing, just like that day at the hospital when she first took the initiative to talk to Shirakawa Natsu.

"Hey, you look like you have something on your mind."

She looked at Shirakawa Natsu's face as if she wanted to remember him well.

Her smile suddenly froze, gradually turning into surprise.

He saw that after she fell off the bridge, Shirakawa Natsu did not hesitate, stepped onto the railing, and jumped down towards him.

"Nao once said that if she sees the back of the person she likes, she will chase after them, even if it's raining, her umbrella falls, she twists her ankle, or she falls down, she will still get up and chase after them."

With a splash, the two fell into the river.

During the fall, Shana grabbed him and changed his position in the water, but it still hurt him terribly.

"This time, I've got you, Nao."

Chapter 289 Who's in Whom?

The river water felt like icicles piercing her skin; Shirakawa Natsu's mind went blank, and she couldn't hear anything.

Cold, darkness, and fear enveloped him.

When a person is drowning, they will instinctively use all their strength to hold onto the person next to them.

Therefore, if you do not have professional rescue knowledge, you should never try to rescue a drowning person, otherwise you will most likely end up dying together with them.

With a splash, the two people barely managed to get their heads out of the lake.

Shana's face was pale, a mixture of anxiety and reproach: "No, the current is too strong, I can't get you ashore with me."

Shirakawa Natsumi's nose and mouth were full of water, making it impossible for her to speak; she was completely dazed.

There was no time to think about the situation, and the hand that had been tightly gripping Shana loosened again.

He opened his mouth, as if to say, "Go quickly."

But after spitting out a mouthful of water, without Shana to lean on, his body sank back into the water.

He felt his body sinking, and after inhaling too much water, his consciousness began to blur.

My body isn't as cold as it was at the beginning.

His expression was calm, sinking deeper and deeper into the deathly silence.

A figure swam quickly through the water, like a mermaid, and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

"Idiot, you clearly said you wouldn't let go."

His consciousness was already blurred, and he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. He slowly closed his eyes.

Two figures emerged from the dark, silent lakeside.

Shana pulled Shirakawa Natsu out of the water and calmly performed first aid, placing her hands on his chest.

"Wow!" Shirakawa Natsu suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of water. She slowly opened her eyes and met Shana's gaze.

The two exchanged a silent glance, and the next second, Shirakawa Natsumi quickly reached out and grabbed her hand.

Under the moonlight, the two held hands, and time seemed to stand still.

"Don't leave me."

"it is good."

At this moment, on a higher point on the other side of the river.

Miyuki put down the infrared binoculars and put the walkie-talkie to his mouth: "That's it for today."

Several figures emerged from the lake, carrying professional diving equipment. The burly man at the head of the group walked up to Miyuki and removed his diving goggles.

"Boss, even though we didn't save anyone, the agreed-upon fee can't be reduced. We brought all the equipment and stayed underwater for so long."

"Hmm." Miyuki took out two thick stacks of envelopes and waved to a civilian ambulance behind her.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed as a doctor got out.

Miyuki handed the envelopes containing the money to the two men respectively.

"Please contact us again next time!" The middle-aged man put away the money, smiled broadly, and bowed to her in gratitude.

It's rare to find a boss who's easygoing, pays well, and is generous.

The morning sunlight streamed in through the window.

Shirakawa Natsumi groggily tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy. She reached out and murmured, "I've got you."

He held it for a while and found it to feel nice; it was soft yet very elastic and could be molded into any shape he liked.

Realizing something was wrong, he opened his eyes, and the sunlight stung them.