Chapter 71

Mi Zhi Shi got out of bed, completely naked. The warm sunlight shone on her crystal-clear skin, making both men and women blush.

“Hurry up and get dressed…” Kanna Hojo blushed and turned her head away, but couldn’t help peeking at him out of the corner of her eye.

Last night, she slept with someone from behind who had such a figure in her arms.

Kanna Hojo felt cheated when she realized it was just a normal nap.

“Mm.” Miyuki nodded, reached up and tied her short, choppy hair into a small ponytail at the back of her head, and picked up a T-shirt to put it on.

Kanna Hojo blushed and asked, “Don’t you ghouls wear bras?”

“I won’t wear it.” Miyuki shook her head, took out her underwear and put it on, then put on her jeans.

Kanna Hojo understood at a glance: although Mikoto was a C-cup, she was different from ordinary girls. Her breasts and back were very firm, with no signs of sagging. She only needed to wear a cotton T-shirt over her clothes.

She was quite envious of Miyuki. With her E-cup size, without a bra to hold her in place, she would wobble so much when she walked that she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

The two sat at the dining table.

“I’m going to school later. Come cook for Ghoul tonight,” Kanna Hojo said, blushing.

“Are you going to school?” Miyuki asked, popping a fried egg into her mouth. “I feel like even 24 hours together isn’t enough.”

Kanna Hojo blushed again. The sweet words that came out of the cool older sister’s mouth were especially alluring. She sighed, “It’s like a dream. Suddenly I’m with the person I like. I thought Miyuki would be hard to get along with.”

“Why would there be such a misunderstanding?” Miyuki asked.

Kanna Hojo’s expression was strange. Who told you to look like that? I thought you were a cool and handsome older sister, but you’re actually a clingy little puppy.

Seeing that she didn’t speak, Miyuki suddenly said, “Let’s live together.”

“Huh?” Kanna Hojo was stunned, her face flushed red instantly, her expression full of disbelief.

“Let’s live together.” Mikoto repeated, looking at Kanna Hojo: “Living together, you don’t agree?”

“No, I…” Kanna Hojo lowered her head, feeling her heart pounding wildly.

Of course she wanted to live with the person she loved and fall asleep in that embrace every day.

Yesterday we only kissed; there are still many things we wanted to do but didn’t.

For example, what is the other point that makes her feel weak all over, and why won’t she say it?

But at that moment, she was thinking of Shirakawa Natsu.

The images of playing with her breasts and kissing her mouth lingered in my mind.

She lived with Miyuki, which means she lived under the same roof as Shirakawa Natsu.

“You don’t want Miyuki to know about our relationship, do you?” Shirakawa Natsu cornered her in the bathroom, holding her head in her hands.

Kanna Hojo shook her head frantically, trying to banish these terrible thoughts from her mind.

“Is it not okay?” Mikoto looked at her, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Kanna Hojo’s words of refusal were already on the tip of her tongue, but under her gaze, she swallowed them back: “I… please give me some time to think about it, okay?”

“Okay.” Miyuki nodded, not insisting. “I’ll drive you to school.”

At the University of Tokyo, Nao Jingu held Natsu Shirakawa’s hand, clinging to him like a koala.

In Donggok, “Dongdae-onna” has almost become a meme, used to describe a woman who is good at studying but not particularly attractive.

Although there are many beautiful girls at the University of Tokyo, it is clear that the proportion of beautiful girls is not high.

A beauty like Nao Jingu, who scores 90 out of 100, would be considered a visual icon even in the entertainment industry.

She and Shirakawa Natsu had always been close, but they always maintained a certain distance. Today, she was announcing to the world that they were a couple.

Seeing the people around them pointing and whispering about the two of them, Shirakawa Natsumi wondered if they had been tricked by her behavior by the train.

Or rather, hunters often exist as prey.

Jingu Nao shrank back, and said cautiously, “Natsu, have I caused you any trouble?”

“Uh.” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Looking at her suddenly downcast expression, he thought to himself that he was no human being to doubt such a pure girl.

He straightened his back and put his arm around Jingu Nao’s slender waist: “It doesn’t matter, I want to tell the whole world that you are my girlfriend.”

“Hehe.” Nao Jingu rubbed her head against his arm.

During the break between classes, Kimura Momo sat in the communal office.

She can block out her five senses, but Shirakawa Natsu still won’t do anything out of line here, for he’s afraid of opening the door to a new world.

However, chatting is acceptable.

This place, where there’s no need to worry about being seen by others, has become a good place for Shirakawa Natsu to clear her mind.

He sat on a small chair to the side, staring blankly at the ceiling, looking as if he were questioning the meaning of life.

“Why are you making that face?” Kimura Momo put down her desk and turned to ask.

“How did I even become her boyfriend?” Shirakawa Natsu murmured. He had feelings for Jingu Nao, but he kept telling himself that he absolutely couldn’t date her while the Yellow Hair APP was around.

But why did they naturally come together?

“Can you tell me?” Kimura Momo gracefully crossed her legs, her hair falling on her thighs.

“Mm.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded; he had no intention of hiding it from Kimura Momo.

Just like when he’s in a bad mood, he tells this fox girl about his relationship with Jingu Nao.

Without a doubt, the fox girl was a good listener. Her eyes were fixed on Shirakawa Natsu, and she listened attentively to his story with a smile on her face.

Even after he finished speaking, Kimura Momo was still not satisfied, and a hint of regret appeared on her face: “Human emotions are always interesting, especially the feelings between men and women. They can turn from life partners into mortal enemies in an instant. If you come across any interesting stories in the future, please tell them to me, Mr. Natsu.”

“Uh, okay.” Shirakawa Natsu thought Kimura Momo was pretty high-class, but thinking about it carefully, wasn’t she just gossiping?

After finishing his speech, he took out his phone and, out of boredom, opened the Yellow Hair app.

The homepage still features the stunning beauty of Momo Kimura.

He suddenly noticed that the number of hearts in the upper right corner had increased from 46 to 47.

This little discovery made Shirakawa Natsu’s expression turn strange. He had only talked about his love story with Jingu Nao, and he had already gained her favor.

This fox girl is actually quite gossipy.

This is much easier than racking your brains and trying different positions to attack the fox.

“Ms. Zaonv, I have another story that happened around me.” Shirakawa Natsu decided to test her deduction.

“Hmm.” Kimura Momo’s ears twitched, and she turned to look at him, appearing to be listening attentively.

“I have a brother named Mikoto.” Shirakawa Natsu began to recount the relationship between Hojo Kanna, Mikoto, and himself.

While narrating, he kept the Huangmao app open, his eyes fixed on the heart icon representing his favorability rating.

He kept talking about how Hojo Kanna asked him to meet her at the entrance of Tokyo University, but his feelings for her didn’t change at all.

“Could my guess be wrong?” Shirakawa Natsu wondered to herself.

Seeing that Kimura Momo was still listening attentively, he couldn’t possibly interrupt now, so he continued talking about how Hojo Kanna sought him out to try adult things because everyone said that being with a man would bring happiness.

Since he and Kimura Momo already knew each other intimately, they didn’t need to worry about anything restricted to adults.

He described how he played with Kanna Hojo’s chest and the subsequent oral sex.

Looking at the fox girl with her otherworldly expression, out of some wicked pleasure, he even compared the feeling of the two of them in the same pose.

For example, Kanna Hojo can be straightforward and even softer, like a marshmallow.

The fox girl needs to be depicted vertically, but her shape is more visually striking. Combined with her stunning beauty (scoring over 98 points), she provides a more emotional and psychological stimulation.

Just then, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly noticed that the favorability rating, which was originally 47, jumped again to 48.

“An interesting girl, an interesting story.” Kimura Momo nodded.

Seeing her still possessing an ethereal air, and glancing at the yellow-haired app, Shirakawa Natsumi probably would have genuinely believed that she truly enjoyed listening to human love stories if she didn’t know how her favorability rating fluctuated.

I never expected you to be such a lecherous fox, yet you still have such an aloof and otherworldly expression.

But thinking of her enthusiasm for exploring various poses and props, I immediately felt relieved.

One is pursuing physical sensations, and the other is pursuing spiritual sensations. Both are perfectly reasonable. Why didn’t I think of it this way before?

“Actually, my brother also has a lot of stories.” Shirakawa Natsu seized the opportunity and recounted Minobi’s dissolute history, adding some of his own fabrications.

Kimura Momo’s expression remained serious, unchanged from before. After listening, she agreed to give her serious feedback.

But the favorability rating on the Huang Mao app remained unchanged.

Shirakawa Natsu then recounted some other hearsay stories, including one titled “Black Beast,” a tale of a lowly mercenary’s inspirational entrepreneurial journey.

Kimura Momo showed great interest, listened patiently, and gave serious feedback, but her favorability rating remained unchanged.

“That’s all for today.” Shirakawa Natsu’s throat was dry from talking. Telling an adult story to a stunningly beautiful female teacher in a noisy classroom or office gave people a strange sense of immorality.

“Mr. Xia’s stories are all wonderful, showing me more of humanity.” Wood Algae smiled and said, “If you have any new stories, please be sure to tell me.”

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded. He didn’t want to stay with the lecherous fox anymore. He had already gotten aroused after hearing so many stories. If he stayed here and couldn’t resist making love to the fox, and she didn’t resist, it would be too sadistic.

He had lunch with Jingu Nao, and when they passed by a small trinket shop in the school, Jingu Nao leaned on the counter, her eyes wide with amazement.

Shirakawa Natsu walked over and picked up the silver earring.

“Handsome, is this for your girlfriend?” the saleswoman asked with a smile. “There’s a discount if you buy a matching set for couples.”

Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, “It’s for my girlfriend, but I’m only buying one.”

“Hehe~ Boyfriend.” Jingu Nao giggled and hugged his arm, clearly very happy: “Want me to put it on your girlfriend myself?”

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded with a smile. As he extended the earring to Jingu Nao’s earlobe, he suddenly saw a skilled figure. It was Kimura Momo, who was placing a finger on her lips.

What is this lecherous fox up to?