Chapter 122

Reality isn’t a novel; it often takes more than ten hours.

Having thick arms puts you at the bottom of the social hierarchy; you have to be at least a leader or something before you’re comfortable greeting people.

Shirakawa Natsu clicked on the newly redeemed kidney.

A note immediately popped up next to it: “Powerful Minotaur Kidney LV1, upgrade to unlock advanced abilities.”

There is also an upgrade button at the bottom.

Upgrade required: 100 points.

“Powerful Minotaur Kidney LV2, Ammo Quantity +1”.

Similar to the exchange, the consumption and exchange functions have specific numerical values ​​indicating the new abilities.

When you redeem a heart for the first time, you can also upgrade it. When the heart is upgraded to LV2, the blood supply speed increases by 100%.

Therefore, he had no interest in upgrading his heart.

His priority now is to survive; how to survive comes later.

The kidney-upgrading effect is easy to understand. A normal person needs to rest after one session, but he can now do it twice directly.

If you upgrade to LV2, you can do it three times directly.

In other words, without any techniques, you can go all out at high intensity and achieve a terrifying 18 minutes of continuous shooting.

If you upgrade Niu Zi’s time, even if it’s just from 6 minutes to 10 minutes, the final time will be an astonishing 30 minutes.

“Terrifying.” Shirakawa Natsu was secretly shocked. A normal woman would break down if she were continuously showered for half an hour.

He only needs 100 points to achieve that.

“Gulp!” Shirakawa Natsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the image of the lewd fox with lifeless eyes, making a V-sign and whimpering appeared in her mind.

Shake your head to get rid of these strange thoughts.

He opened the skill bar. In addition to the 30 points, this side quest also had a special effect that reduced the points required to upgrade the Yellow Hair Massage Technique by 50%.

The ingenious uses of the Yellow Hair APP are self-evident; my brothers have now completely transformed into his shape.

Click on the skills bar; currently there are only two skills: Photography (Beginner) and Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Beginner).

Click on the blond massage technique again, and upgrade options will appear.

“Upgrade the Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Beginner) to (Intermediate)? Requires 30 points (60/2).”

“Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Intermediate): Exquisite massage skills. The massage recipient is completely relaxed, their consciousness is blurred, and their temporary goodwill towards you increases. They will not turn back (without injury).”

Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched. 60 upgrade points were quite a lot. Even with a 50% reduction, it was still just enough to complete one side quest to upgrade.

However, you get what you pay for. Compared to the basic massage technique, the intermediate level has the added benefit of increasing the recipient’s favorability. The extent of the increase is not specified, but it is likely related to the environment and Shirakawa Natsu’s own handsomeness.

As expected, it’s an upgraded branch of the pure love genre.

The effect of not looking back has been upgraded from looking back after going deep into the area to not being injured.

This non-injury level is quite subtle, because a married woman’s tolerance level is definitely different from that of a young girl.

Imagine trying to make a deal like you’re with a brother—that’s impossible now, and it’d most likely lead to serious injury.

Moreover, if the other party is a naive young girl, bleeding would certainly be considered an injury.

Therefore, the “Yellow Hair Massage Technique” is essentially a specialized skill for dealing with married women.

Shirakawa Natsu is torn between upgrading her cowgirl technique or upgrading her blonde massage technique.

The thought had barely crossed my mind when I immediately shook it off. There were still seven days until the mission started; thinking about such things was too early.

Instead of worrying about what to exchange for, why not think about meeting Miyuki and Hojo Maki tomorrow?

Even now, I still can’t figure out what my brother is thinking.

He saw the camera sitting quietly on the table.

Everything that Miyuki is doing right now is planned and arranged.

Both the contract and the camera reminded him that Miyuki was meticulously planning all of this.

“Never mind.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head. There was no point in thinking about it now. Let’s wait until tomorrow, then everything will be revealed.

The next day arrived quickly. After agreeing to meet him in the afternoon, Mikoto went out as usual.

Shirakawa Natsu took the subway to the University of Tokyo. When he arrived at the school gate, he saw Jingu Nao waving at him from afar.

A smile appeared on his face. Now that he had a minotaur kidney transplant, of course he wanted his girlfriend to taste it first.

The area was bustling with students, some discussing which professor’s course was difficult, others gossiping about celebrities—it was quite lively.

Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao mingled in the crowd, just one of many couples. It would be perfectly normal for them to hug in the morning, or even to perform a French kiss on the spot, except that Jingu Nao was more beautiful.

“Natsu must be thinking about something naughty~” Jingu Nao hugged his arm, her eyes blinking.

“Uh, is it that obvious?” Shirakawa Natsu felt a soft touch on her chest against her arm. She hadn’t noticed it before, but it was particularly noticeable today.

“Of course~ Did Natsu have something happy happen?” Jingu Nao put her finger to her lips: “Today, Natsu’s gaze has been fixed on my inner thigh~ and it’s more aggressive than usual.”

“Cough cough.” Shirakawa Natsu looked around. No one was paying attention to them. Having a girlfriend who spoke so loudly made his heart race. If he hadn’t had a healthy minotaur heart, he probably would have died of palpitations long ago.

“I don’t hate it~” Jingu Nao winked at him, and when no one was paying attention, she ran her black-stockinged leg along his calf.

Shirakawa Natsumi, embarrassed, quickly hugged her slender waist tightly: “Don’t be silly, we’re still outside.”

“Hehe~” Jingu Nao leaned against his chest, and the two walked hand in hand towards the classroom.

In the morning, it was Kimura Momo’s class; without a doubt, she was the most popular teacher in the school.

He possessed an intimate knowledge of world literary history, recounting it slowly and gently.

Sounds soothe the soul and gradually calm the mind.

Shirakawa Natsu’s expression was strange; judging by appearance alone, no one would believe it.

This perfect goddess wears casual pajamas with a cartoon fox head printed on them, snores when she sleeps, and when she’s half asleep, she sticks out her little tongue and gently licks whatever is near her lips.

And now, the mouth that speaks in a gentle tone, uttering all sorts of elegant literary terms, has kissed him, and many times.

Shirakawa Natsu liked to finish by applying the product to her face and then smoothing it out with her hands.

Every time he saw the perfect Kimura Momo, he would picture her with her face covered in smears, her eyelashes stuck together, and a smile on her face, completely unconcerned.

Everyone has a side that no one knows, not even their family or lovers.

This is a secret that belongs only to the two of them.

“Natsu is thinking naughty things again,” Jingu Nao’s voice came from beside him.

Shirakawa Natsumi shuddered, startled by the voice. Turning her head, she saw Jingu Nao’s smiling face and chuckled dryly, “Suddenly I realize it’s been a long time since I’ve slept with Nao.”

He didn’t want to say such bold things in class, but lately he’d been a bit intimidated by Jingu Nao.

I always felt that Jingu Nao seemed a little different after I left his house last time.

This feeling is hard to describe in words.

She used to be a pure, cute, and slightly timid girl with a great figure.

She’s currently a pure and lovely… and a slightly timid young girl.

Well, there’s no difference between the two, but I intuitively feel that they are different, as if my thoughts have been completely read.

He gradually began to have no secrets.

“Hehe~ Did Xia Xiang and Jingu Nao sleep together?” Jingu Nao chuckled and said, “Let’s go to Professor Zaono’s office after dinner. I have the key.”

Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched. As expected of you, Jingu Nao, your answer was so straightforward even in this situation.

However, he was relieved that he no longer dwelled on the matter of the lecherous fox he had been thinking about in the living room.

Shirakawa Natsumi adjusted her facial expression. “Okay, but there are plenty of love hotels outside the school. We don’t necessarily have to go to Professor Zaonv’s office.”

The last time the two of them got aroused on her desk, Kimura Momo stood in the corner and watched with a smile.

He was so scared that he almost shrank back on the spot.

“Hehe, because there’s Ms. Momo’s uniform there.” Jingu Nao smiled as she looked at Kimura Momo on the stage.

As expected of you, Nao Jingu.

Shirakawa Natsu made her second remark.

Kimura Momo’s teaching level is very high. After listening attentively to her lessons, Shirakawa Natsu learned a lot of new knowledge.

Even if you don’t think you’ll ever actually use your knowledge of literary history, at least if you learn it well, you can sound very sophisticated when you’re bragging about it.

Shirakawa Natsumi thought that next time she went to the Fox Village, she could ask her to give her some extra lessons.

After the class ended, before he even had lunch, Jingu Nao pulled him to that familiar office.

Shirakawa Natsu looked around carefully and only felt relieved after confirming that the lecherous fox hadn’t come to spy on her.

He sat at his desk, and Nao Jingu looked down at him.

“Hmm.” Shirakawa Natsu thought men were really realistic. Just a moment ago he was thinking about lecherous foxes, but now his body was very honest. Just a few teasing touches from the tip of his tongue, and he was like a balloon filled with ammonia, about to burst at any moment.

“Hehe, Xia, are you going to tear your stockings?” Jingu Nao withdrew her tongue, lifted her short skirt to reveal sheer pantyhose underneath: “Or should we just go for it? These pantyhose are really stretchy~”

“I’m fine with anything.” Shirakawa Natsu felt that Jingu Nao had a unique charm whether she was dressed or ripped open. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. The two were already very familiar with the positions when they hugged each other in different ways.

In just a short while, they were connected.

“What is Natsu hiding from Nao?” Jingu Nao leaned into his arms, tilted her head back, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

Shirakawa Natsumi trembled and stopped moving.

Jingu Nao smiled, squatting on the ground with her feet half-squatting, her movements not pausing at all.

This was exactly the posture Mikoto had yesterday. He had remarked that he was truly a brother, with amazing stamina.

Now, Jingu Nao seems more relaxed than Mino Shiki.

“Natsu can tell me.” Jingu Nao’s voice was very soft: “Natsu can tell me that I also have my own secrets that I can’t let Jingu Nao know.”

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Shirakawa Natsu: “Jingu Nao will be an obedient girl and won’t ask any more questions.”