Chapter 191

　　When Miyuki gets home, she takes off her leather jacket. Now she’s sitting next to Shirakawa Natsu in just a T-shirt, her starry eyes looking at him.

　　Shirakawa Natsu wanted to answer seriously, but her gaze fell on the two prominent points on her T-shirt, making it impossible for the atmosphere to become serious.

　　Miyuki noticed his odd behavior and smiled. She reached out, grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, pulled it up, and tossed it onto the back of the sofa.

　　She didn’t have the habit of wearing a bra, and her body was completely exposed to Shirakawa Natsu.

　　”Uh, what are you doing?” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her. She had seen Miyuki’s body before; it had a great figure and was very perky, but it didn’t arouse her too much.

　　”An Eastern proverb says, ‘To be frank and honest.'” Mikoto stared at Shirakawa Natsu: “You take your clothes off too.”

　　”If you don’t know how to use idioms, then don’t use them.” Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand, knowing that Miyuki didn’t really want him to take his clothes off, but was just saying it to lighten the mood.

　　The incident happened suddenly, but after a brief moment of thought, Shirakawa Natsu decided to tell her brother a secret, and that he would also need her help with some future missions.

　　“Okay, actually I originally planned to interact with you as an ordinary person.” Shirakawa Natsu spread her hands: “Since you’ve found out, I won’t hide it anymore.”

　　Mi no Shiki narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing him with a critical gaze.

　　Shirakawa Natsu stared into Minoko’s eyes and said, word by word, “Actually, I’m a yokai too.”

　　Miyuki frowned slightly, but didn’t show too much surprise, as if he had already guessed: “What kind of monster are you?”

　　Shirakawa Natsumi could guess why she wasn’t surprised; ever since he lay in the hospital bed, it was Miyuki who had been taking care of him.

　　I watched the whole thing; he was barely clinging to life, his body buried in the ground, only his head sticking out.

　　Now, it has dug itself out of the grave and crawled out on its own.

　　It’s quite impressive that Miyuki waited until now to ask the question.

　　During her trip, she discovered that she could conjure dog ears, and she developed a longing for the extraordinary world.

　　Given that he brought Kimura Momo yesterday, Miyuki must think he knows a lot about the supernatural world.

　　Shirakawa Natsumi really wanted to tell her that the extraordinary world he knew was actually just a lewd fox and her, a dog girl whose bloodline was so thin that it was hard to tell if she was a dog or a wolf.

　　”Can’t you answer?” Mi Zhi Shi frowned slightly when he didn’t speak for a long time.

　　“There are no secrets between us.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, trying to make her expression as sincere as possible: “I don’t know what kind of monster I am, but one thing is certain: if I take the girl away from that scumbag, I can gradually recover my health.”

　　In his own character design, Shirakawa Natsu added the element of rescuing a girl from a scumbag, which made his blond-haired behavior seem more legitimate.

　　“?” A question mark gradually appeared on Mi no Shi’s face, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

　　Shirakawa Natsu understood why her brothers had that expression; after all, one of them was a dog and the other a fox, but when it came to him, the dynamic suddenly changed.

　　Fortunately, Mikoto didn’t know anything about yokai either, and after a while, she said, “What happens after you snatch it from that scumbag?”

　　”Then through some kind of action, make the girl completely forget her ex-boyfriend,” Shirakawa Natsu said without batting an eye.

　　”What behavior?”

　　”Astringent inside”.

　　”Wait, let me explain.” Shirakawa Natsu grabbed Miyuki, who was about to leave, and quickly said, “I do my best to help any girl I’ve had a relationship with, and they’ve all left those scumbags, haven’t they?”

　　Miyuki’s expression changed several times. He didn’t get up again, but picked up the T-shirt he had just taken off and put it on: “Let me teach you some basic fighting.”

　　”Hmm?” Shirakawa Natsu looked puzzled, not understanding why Miyuki suddenly brought up fighting.

　　“Your body is just that of an ordinary person right now, and you’re even a bit weak.” Miki looked him over. “I’ll teach you some fighting skills so you don’t get stabbed to death.”

　　”Looks like I’ve been underestimated.” Shirakawa Natsumi didn’t get angry or press the matter, which relieved me. It seemed she just wanted to know my purpose with Arishima Ryoko: “Actually, I’m a proper yokai.”

　　”By the way, what is your ability?” Mikoto suddenly asked. “If you’re a yokai, you must have some kind of ability, right?”

　　”Uh.” Shirakawa Natsu was momentarily speechless; the lecherous fox could block out her five senses. Miyuki’s nose was very sensitive and could discern emotions.

　　Yokai all possess unique abilities. If someone impersonates a yokai and cannot demonstrate any strengths that surpass those of a normal human, it will arouse Mikazuki’s suspicion.

　　In what ways am I better than ordinary humans?

　　Mi no Shiki remained silent for a long time, looking at him with suspicion.

　　”I…” Shirakawa Natsu’s heart raced a little. Although she could manage to get away with it, it would inevitably arouse her brother’s suspicion. If he felt that she was still hiding things from him, it might affect the trust between them.

　　Shirakawa Natsuichi gritted his teeth: “My kidney function is stronger than that of humans.”

　　After saying that, he wanted to find a hole to crawl into; he still vividly remembered saying that he was a proper monster.

　　Miyuki’s gaze, however, became increasingly intrigued.

　　”I’m serious.” Shirakawa Natsu had already said it, so she didn’t care anymore. At the same time, she provocatively said, “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you try?”

　　He had thought Miyuki would back down, but to his surprise, Miyuki smiled enticingly and said, “Alright!”

　　After she finished speaking, she took out her phone and, under Shirakawa Natsu’s surprised gaze, held out her hand.

　　…

　　Almost an hour has passed.

　　Miyuki frowned slightly, shook his aching hand, and sniffed it.

　　More than a dozen crumpled pieces of paper were scattered haphazardly on the surrounding floor.

　　Shirakawa Natsu felt excruciating pain, so much so that she was numb, but she still forced a smile and said, “So, do you believe me now?”

　　The amount just now exceeded that of a normal human.

　　Miyuki’s expression became noticeably more serious compared to his initial playful demeanor.

　　Clearly, she didn’t take Shirakawa Natsumi’s earlier comment about her strong kidney function seriously, but now she truly believes it.

　　“I will help you.” Mikoto withdrew her hand, then paused, realizing the ambiguity in her words, and added, “I will help you recover your health.”

　　”Thank you.” Shirakawa Natsu felt that with his brother’s help, the great undertaking was likely to succeed.

　　Time quickly moved to the next day.

　　The photography exhibition starts at 3 p.m.

　　Shirakawa Natsu first arranged to meet Kang Eun-hye, and the two met in a jeep.

　　”Here you go.” Shirakawa Natsu took out a file folder and handed it to Jiang Enhui: “Give this to Mukai Yu in front of Arishima Ryoko later.”

　　Jiang Enhui dressed very formally during the day, wearing an expensive professional women’s suit, with delicate features and the appearance of a workplace elite. She took the file bag, pulled out the documents inside, and asked, “What’s this?”

　　”An invitation to participate in the Tokyo Professional Photography Awards,” Shirakawa Natsu casually remarked.

　　”Very precious?” Jiang Enhui frowned slightly, her tone concise. When she wore a business suit, it was as if she switched personalities and entered workplace mode.

　　“Of course,” Shirakawa Natsu explained, “Each of these photos is a photographer’s dream opportunity. Art is often based on mutual commercial promotion, so the opportunity to be seen is very important. If measured in monetary terms, it’s worth about 2 million yen, which is just right for someone of your status.”

　　Jiang Enhui looked at Bai Chuanxia with suspicion: “You’re going to such lengths to help me, but I’m not going to reimburse you.”

　　”It’s alright, we’re friends.” Shirakawa Natsumi smiled gently. “I’ll watch your performance this afternoon. I think you know what to do.”

　　Jiang Enhui stopped dwelling on it, put away the file bag, got out of the car, and left.

　　He prefers being with Kang Eun-hye in her professional state to her flamboyant nightclub persona.

　　Shirakawa Natsu drove back to the apartment and picked up Miyuki.

　　Upon seeing Miyuki emerge from the room, a flash of shock crossed Shirakawa Natsumi’s eyes. “Who are you, handsome guy?”

　　Her medium-length hair, which was framing her forehead, was combed behind her ears, revealing her delicate features.

　　Wearing a formal black suit, unbuttoned and with her white shirt undone, she somehow managed to exude a carefree and unrestrained vibe.

　　That sense of debauchery was practically overflowing.

　　”So flirtatious.” Shirakawa Natsu admitted that he was a little jealous, his gaze drifting to her chest.

　　I don’t know how she managed to cover it up, but if you look closely, you’ll see that her chest muscles are quite well-developed.