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

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“Natsu has changed for me, hasn’t she?” Jingu Nao smiled. “I also want to try to change some things for Natsu.”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! I'm going to miss my flight! I have to go!"

"Huh?!" Shirakawa Natsu hurriedly reached out to grab her arm, but found it was too late; she had already walked half a meter away.

"Hey, where are you going?" Shirakawa Natsu asked hurriedly.

"I won't sue you~" Jingu Nao shouted with a grin.

"Are you crazy?!" Shirakawa Natsu yelled, chasing after him while asking, "When are you coming back?"

"Guess~" Nao Jingu always kept a distance of half a meter from him, and could not get closer no matter what she did.

Shirakawa Natsu chased after him for a few steps, but found she couldn't catch up. She could only lean on her knees and gasp for breath: "I can't get through to your phone, how am I supposed to contact you!"

Jingu Nao didn't answer him. Instead, she took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "Shirakawa Natsu! I like you so much!"

After she shouted, she instantly disappeared into the crowd.

Only Shirakawa Natsu was left standing there.

People around looked over, scrutinizing the boy with curiosity.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't care about the details at this moment, he didn't even bother with the formalities, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

She jumped up on her tiptoes desperately, looking around, but no matter what she did, she couldn't find Jingu Nao.

He even wondered if Jingu Nao's appearance just now was a hallucination.

He quickly grabbed a passerby and said, "Hey, did you hear that? A girl said she likes me."

The passerby had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to smash the suitcase in his hand into his face.

It's one thing to flaunt your relationship, but to drag them into asking questions and attacking them so directly is just too much. Does this mean we single people have no chance to live?

"Sorry." Seeing his expression, Shirakawa Natsu knew the answer. He quickly let go of the passerby and ran to the airport to find Jingu Nao.

But no matter where he inquired, he couldn't find her.

He even went to the registration office and said that his sister, who suffers from mental illness, had gone missing, and asked them to check the surveillance footage.

Led by staff, he saw Nao Jingu standing with him in the airport terminal.

Later, it appeared briefly in some surveillance footage.

He wanted to continue investigating, but a staff member ran over and looked at him strangely.

Shirakawa Natsu knew that the staff had found out about her shouting at the airport.

So he was labeled as the guy who got dumped by his girlfriend.

If he wants to see the surveillance footage, he should call the police.

Shirakawa Natsu had no choice but to leave the airport, as he couldn't actually call the police to find Jingu Nao.

Sitting on the subway home, he began to recall his conversation with Nao Jingu.

When she said that he changed for her, she was clearly referring to his confession at the airport.

These are things he would never have done before.

So what does it mean that she wants to change for herself?

Shirakawa Natsu couldn't find the answer. He sat on the noisy subway, but it seemed like he couldn't hear any other sounds.

Jingu Nao's words echoed in his mind again and again.

As he stepped out of the subway, the sunlight shone on his face. Looking at the crowd around him, he knew that no one would suddenly jump out, grab his arm, shake him, and chatter incessantly.

Nao Jingu, the woman he loves.

Shirakawa Natsu stood there with his suitcase, unsure of where to go or what to do.

"My heart will no longer be stirred; it has departed with Jingu Nao."

The crowds rushing around him seemed to belong to a different world from his own, and the sun in the sky appeared to have turned black and white.

"Why are you still here!" A stern female voice rang in his ears.

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was still immersed in the grief of Jingu Nao's departure when she was suddenly startled by this unfamiliar voice.

Turning around, he saw a woman standing beside him, her brows furrowed.

Her long hair was piled up at the back of her head, and she wore a women's suit, a pencil skirt, opaque black stockings, and high heels, looking every bit the powerful career woman.

"Excuse me, who are you, Miss?" Shirakawa Natsu frowned. He searched his memory but did not recognize this woman.

"Really, didn't Xiao Ai tell you?" The strong woman covered her forehead with one hand and waved her hand, saying, "My name is Asou Nozomi. There's no time to explain. The guests are waiting. Hurry up and bring your luggage over."

After Aso Nozomi finished speaking, without waiting for Shirakawa Natsumi to speak, she directly took his hand, and with her other hand pulled him to bow, and walked towards a red sports car parked by the roadside.

Shirakawa Natsu felt that she had probably mistaken someone for someone else, and tried to explain, but Asou Nozomi didn't give him a chance to explain at all.

She picked up Shirakawa Natsu's luggage and tossed it into the back seat.

"Wait!" Before getting into the car, Shirakawa Natsumi stepped on the car door with her foot: "Excuse me, miss, you've mistaken me for someone else."

Asou Nozomi gave him a deep look, then suddenly covered her forehead: "Seriously, everyone says that people from the East never refuse, shouldn't you have let me half-heartedly take you into the car at this point?"

Chapter 136 The Power of the Minotaur!

Goodness, Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched as she looked at the beautiful and powerful woman in front of her.

It was then that I realized her face shape was not as round as that of typical Dongguo women, but rather more beautiful.

She also has her signature long, slightly wavy, wine-red hair styled in a bun.

"Let's get to know each other again, Jiang Enhui." Jiang Enhui stretched out her hand directly, grabbing Shirakawa Natsumi's hand and shaking it up and down without even asking. "Korean, runs a beauty salon in Tokyo. Now, I need your help!"

"Sorry, not interested. I'm sorry to bother you. Goodbye!" Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand and turned to leave.

"Ah~ Shiba, boy, you should be more polite when you talk to your sister. Are you all from the East so rude?" Jiang Enhui frowned, one hand on her hip, the other pointing at Shirakawa Natsu's chest.

“Yes, that’s right, you’re right!” Shirakawa Natsu had no affinity for the East Country, and besides, the best way to deal with idiots was to loudly agree with whatever they said: “Well, I’ll be going then.”

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Oh dear~" Jiang Enhui's previous domineering demeanor vanished instantly, her legs went weak, and she seemed about to kneel down before Bai Chuanxia. She slightly raised her head, revealing a pitiful expression: "Please, if you help me with this, I'll agree to anything, okay~"

After she finished speaking, she winked at Shirakawa Natsumi while making "uh-huh" sounds.

Shirakawa Natsu looked down at her. He was fine now and wanted to see what tricks this pretty lunatic would pull.

Jiang Enhui blinked a few times, and seeing that Bai Chuanxia remained unmoved, her pitiful demeanor vanished instantly.

She straightened up, took out a pair of sunglasses, and put them on stylishly: "How much? I'll hire you for the day."

"Tch." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. He was a manga master, and he certainly wasn't short of money. He looked at Kang Eunhye with interest: "Do I look like someone who's short of money?"

Jiang Enhui looked him up and down: "Kids these days are such a hassle. Can you introduce me to a guy from your school? He has to be handsome. You can name your price."

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback and looked at her suitcase, which was issued by the University of Tokyo and had the University of Tokyo logo on it.

No wonder this woman came to him right away; it turns out she was interested in his status as a student at Dongda University.

Curious, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

“My sister’s beauty salon has a big client who wants a male student from Tokyo University to provide services.” After saying this, Jiang Enhui noticed that Bai Chuanxia’s expression was gradually becoming dangerous, so she quickly said, “Don’t misunderstand, it’s a legitimate massage.”

"Holy crap, do you need such a high level of education to get a massage these days?" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted.

"Let's just say it's a unique sexual interest of the wealthy." Jiang Enhui pouted. "Women with higher education in your country get paid more for their work, don't they?"

Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed in surprise, "What you said makes a lot of sense."

After asking the question, he lost interest, waved his hand, and prepared to leave with his luggage.

Jiang Enhui rushed up, hugged him, and bowed, saying, "Damn it, kid, you put on your pants and ran away, are you even a man?!"

"What's it to me! I didn't beg you to say that." Shirakawa Natsu also noticed that although Jiang Enhui was beautiful, she spoke rudely, which was completely different from the women he had met before, so he naturally didn't hold back either.

"I'll give you all the money, 20 yen." Jiang Enhui hugged him and bowed, holding up two fingers and looking at him with longing.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, and his expression turned strange. He drew comics to make money.

He really didn't expect to get 20 yen just by doing something.

Moreover, he was quite curious about the practical value of the blond-haired massage technique.

In addition, he doesn't know where to go now: "I'm a student at the University of Tokyo, doing this kind of thing... I'll have to pay extra."

"I'll personally lend you 100,000, making it 300,000 in total. You can pay half as a deposit first!" Jiang Enhui quickly grinned and gave him a flattering smile when she saw him agree.

"Deal, pay first." Shirakawa Natsu realized that Jiang Enhui was truly flexible and adaptable, with an unusually rich range of expressions.

"Okay, okay, you get in the car first." Jiang Enhui was afraid he would run away, so she held onto his suitcase tightly and put it on the back seat.

Shirakawa Natsu had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat.

Jiang Enhui appeared casual, but was actually cautious. After he got on the bus, she checked his educational background online to verify his identity before transferring the money to him.

As she drove, she explained his job to Shirakawa Natsu: "Basically, you just press buttons randomly. It's mainly about communication. Those girls enjoy the feeling of being served by a privileged young man. If you can talk, flirt with them; if you can't, pretend to be shy. They're not the little girls you meet at school."

"I know, I know." Shirakawa Natsu waved his hand. When Jiang Enhui talked about professional knowledge, she was very clear and explained the common situations to him one by one. She explained them very carefully, and they were all practical knowledge.

"By the way, what about the previous one?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously, "Since you can provide such services, it must be more than just me, right? There should be a senior from Tokyo University involved."

He could guess what had happened; Jiang Enhui's beauty salon offered massage services to highly educated men.

But for some reason, this part-time colleague ran away.

Every customer is important to this kind of beauty salon, so Jiang Enhui didn't dare to refuse and went straight to her target.

Then I ran into him and tried to pretend I had mistaken him for someone else, hoping to lure him away with the atmosphere, even though he seemed to be from Myanmar.

Unfortunately, Shirakawa Natsu was not from the Eastern Country, so naturally he wouldn't fall for it.

"He only worked there for a week before quitting to work for a client he met at the store." Jiang Enhui gritted her teeth and slammed her hand on the steering wheel in anger: "Damn it, those ungrateful brats, and those guys, they really think this place is a job fair."

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. "That's really too realistic. Turning massage clients into employees."

These wealthy women only need to give the fees they would normally pay to the store directly to those top students from Tokyo University.

Without middlemen taking a cut, you can get a wage slave to work for you.

If you have something to do, do it as a social animal; if you have nothing to do, do it as a social animal.

These wealthy women are shrewd and calculating.

Jiang Enhui drove very fast and stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated beauty salon.

The beauty salon has three floors and doesn't occupy a large area, but being able to run a beauty salon of this size in Tokyo is enough to show that Kang Eun-hye is not simple, and at least not just as surprising as she appears.

Jiang Enhui seemed to see the surprise in Shirakawa Natsu's eyes, and a proud look appeared on her face: "I came to Tokyo at the age of 19 to work hard and built all of this up little by little."

“Yes, it’s not easy to be alone for more than ten years.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded in deep agreement.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Enhui's face instantly turned furious: "Boy, are you blind? I'm 27 this year!"

"Oh~" Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, glancing at Kang Eun-hye. She was dressed fashionably, her women's suit perfectly accentuating her curves, and her long legs in black stockings and high heels exuded the unique charm of a mature woman.

She looks to be around 25 years old, which is the time when a woman is fully mature and most beautiful.

“This little brat doesn’t understand anything.” Jiang Enhui waved her hand, gesturing for Bai Chuanxia to follow her inside.

The glass door opened automatically, and the young women dressed in nurse-like uniforms bowed deeply to her, saying, "Director Jiang!"

"Go about your own business." Jiang Enhui waved her hand, signaling them not to greet her, and led Bai Chuanxia inside.

The two walked to the innermost office.

Jiang Enhui closed the door and immediately ran to the closet to rummage through it, saying, "The appointment time is 3 pm, there's only half an hour left. Hurry up and change your clothes, then watch some massage videos and learn as much as you can."

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. He was already planning to use the blond-haired massage technique anyway, but of course he wouldn't say it out loud now.

Jiang Enhui took out a set of new clothes in a plastic bag and handed them to Bai Chuanxia: "Change into these quickly, the size is about right."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the clothes in her hand; they were sky blue, the most common type of clothing for male caregivers.

He took out his clothes and, seeing that Jiang Enhui didn't seem to want to avoid him, frowned as he looked at her.

"Ugh." Jiang Enhui rolled her eyes. "Aren't you wearing underwear?"

"Of course I wore it, but I don't like being watched while I change clothes." Shirakawa Natsu waved to her.

Jiang Enhui rolled her eyes again, stood up, and turned her head away.