Chapter 75

The restaurant that Miyuki chose was a seafood buffet. She sat in the middle, with Hojo Kanna, who had her head bowed to her chest, on one side and Inagawa Hanahi, who had a calm expression on her other side.

Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao sat opposite each other, and just as he had expected, the atmosphere of the meal was extremely awkward.

“Haha, there’s hardly any meat in this mantis shrimp,” Shirakawa Natsu said, breaking the silence.

Inagawa Hanahi held the teapot with both hands and took a small sip.

Kanna Hojo kept her head down, picking at the shrimp shells on her plate.

He was the only one grinning foolishly, which made things even more awkward than before.

“Hehe.” Jingu Nao chuckled and nudged him with her elbow, handing him a peeled mantis shrimp: “Natsu, let me peel the shrimp for you.”

Shirakawa Natsu took the shrimp meat, feeling a surge of emotion. At this moment, only Jingu Nao was by his side.

Inagawa Hanahi put down her teacup and slowly asked, “What is your relationship?”

She looked straight ahead as she spoke, without even glancing at the two of them.

Shirakawa Natsu’s movements slowed down a bit as she bit into the shrimp; she truly lived up to her reputation as a yakuza heiress.

He exudes an air of authority when he speaks, and his demeanor is perfectly controlled.

He couldn’t help but cast a worried glance at his good friend, Miyuki. How would she respond to the oppressive aura of this yakuza heiress?

He turned someone’s sister gay, and now he’s meeting her family. How is he going to explain this?

“I will live with Kanna.” Mikoto blurted out without any hesitation, “We are planning to move in together.”

“Pfft.” Shirakawa Natsu almost spat out a mouthful of tea. As expected of you, Miyuki, you’re really brave.

Inagawa Hanahi’s movements as she picked up the water glass became noticeably stiff, and after a long pause, she slowly spoke: “Kanna, is this also your idea?”

Kanna Hojo lowered her head, not daring to utter a sound.

The dining table became so quiet you could hear a pin drop in an instant.

Shirakawa Natsumi’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. Would this yakuza heiress just pull out a gun?

Only Jingu Nao had a gossipy expression on her face, watching the three people opposite her with great interest, while peeling shrimp shells and making a “rustling” sound.

“Don’t you have anything to explain to me, Kanna?” Inagawa Hanahi put down her teacup, and the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

Kanna Hojo’s body trembled.

Just then, Miyuki suddenly reached out and grasped Hojo Kanna’s trembling hand.

Kanna Hojo was taken aback, then looked up slightly and saw Mikoto’s determined gaze.

She gritted her teeth and refused to look at Inagawa Hanahi: “This is my own business, it’s none of your concern.”

“I am your older sister.” Inagawa Hanahi frowned slightly, turned her head, and finally looked directly at Hojo Kanna.

However, this statement was like lighting a powder keg.

Kanna Hojo stood up abruptly, her voice rising several decibels: “What right do you have to call yourself my older sister!”

“Back then, I cried and begged you to stay, but you didn’t care about our relationship at all. You abandoned my mother and you abandoned me.”

“Back then, I asked my mother when she would come back, and I will always remember her expression.”

“You know your mother cries at night because of you! But during the day she still puts on a cheerful face in front of me!”

“Now you dare to call yourself my older sister and interfere in my affairs? You don’t deserve it!”

Hojo Kanna seemed to be venting her pent-up resentment over the years, and her voice grew louder and louder, attracting the attention of those around her.

“I don’t want to see you again! Never appear in my life again!” Kanna Hojo yelled at her, stood up, and ran away.

Miyu followed closely behind and ran out.

Jingu Nao, who was left with only a gossipy expression, Inagawa Hanahi, who was expressionless and whose face was getting increasingly ugly, and Shirakawa Natsu, who was considering whether to leave.

Passersby turned to look and pointed.

What was already embarrassing became even more awkward with onlookers watching.

Inagawa Hanahi’s brows furrowed, and her body trembled slightly.

Shirakawa Natsu was startled by her appearance. He was afraid of this yakuza heiress, and the next second he pulled out his gun and fired at the person pointing in their direction.

He quickly picked up his knife, stood up, and walked over to the young man at the next table who was pointing in his direction.

Amid their astonished expressions, he raised his knife, slammed it onto the table with a loud “crack,” and stared intently down at him: “Is it beautiful?”

“I…I’m sorry.” The young man shrank back, startled by his gaze.

Shirakawa Natsu pulled out his knife again and circled around the onlookers. Those he pointed at all lowered their heads, not wanting to get involved.

He then sat back down and, in a flattering tone, tentatively asked Inagawa Hanahi, “What would you like to eat? I’ll get it for you.”

“No need.” Inagawa Hanahi picked up her teacup and took another sip, her expression gradually returning to its initial indifference, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

Shirakawa Natsumi let out a long sigh of relief, having gotten away with it. Since he had already paid, he naturally had to eat his fill before leaving.

Throughout the meal, Inagawa Hanahi remained silent, ignoring Jingu Nao’s repeated attempts to harass her, perfectly capturing the aloof and yakuza young lady demeanor.

Fortunately, Jingu Nao was there, so the meal went smoothly.

Inagawa Hanahi got into a black car and left without saying another word to Shirakawa Natsu.

“What a cold-hearted person, she must have no friends.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged as she watched her get into the car. She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the young lady off safely, and turned to Jingu Nao: “Nao, let me take you home.”

“Going back so early?” Jingu Nao pouted, her hands behind her back. “I want to go to Xia’s house to watch a movie.”

“Huh?” Shirakawa Natsu looked confused: “We don’t have any movies to watch at home.”

“Hehe, shall we rent some porn movies?” Jingu Nao nudged him with her elbow: “We can watch them at Xia’s house.”

“Holy crap.” Shirakawa Natsu covered her nose, looking at the smiling Jingu Nao. She couldn’t stand it; this woman was too sexy.

However, since the projector was in the living room, that’s when Miyuki and Hojo Kanna encountered that kind of thing.

Is it inappropriate for the two of them to be watching porn in the living room?

Where did the innocent Nao I met go?

“Fine, don’t watch if you don’t want to~” Jingu Nao pouted and turned to leave.

“Wait!” Shirakawa Natsu quickly reached out and grabbed her: “I’m not very good at picking, can you teach me?”

“Hehe.” Jingu Nao glanced at him sideways, and the two of them went to the DVD store hand in hand.

Shirakawa Natsu stood at the checkout counter, glanced at Jingu Nao who was carefully selecting items, took out her phone, and habitually opened the Yellow Hair app.

Suddenly, I noticed that a new “Friends” button had appeared after the original five buttons: Hairstyle, Skills, Items, Status, and Side Quests.

“What is this?” Shirakawa Natsu was not surprised by the addition of new features; the yellow-haired app was the trigger mechanism.

He will add new features after a certain trigger condition is met.

This friend feature was obviously activated automatically just now, after some conditions were met.

Shirakawa Natsu’s expression gradually became subtle. It’s normal for mobile games to have a friend function, but the fact that this blond-haired app has a friend function makes things complicated.

He glanced at Nao Kamiya, who was standing on tiptoe in the S and M section, picking out items. The owner was very good at making sound effects, and there were also matching props available. Buying the videos together would get you a discount; he was truly a business genius.

She won’t bother you for the time being. Shirakawa Natsu carefully opened the friends list, and a list of friends popped up.

When Shirakawa Natsumi saw the name clearly, she looked bewildered, rubbed her eyes, and made sure she wasn’t seeing things.

The first one above is Miyuki, and the second one is surprisingly Inagawa Hanahi.

Shirakawa Natsu clicked on the note with a question mark on her face.

“Friends: If a user has absolutely no romantic feelings for the user and their affection level is above 80, they will appear in the friend list. Side quests will be randomly selected from the friend list. If the affection level is below 80, they will disappear and will not be included in the side quests.”

Shirakawa Natsu covered his forehead with his hand to calm himself down. He had been making a point of befriending some classmates and teachers recently.

After all, he didn’t want to keep taking advantage of his brother’s girlfriend.

But none of those people appeared on my friend list, which is normal. Eighty points of affection are equivalent to a romantic relationship, which is like being deeply in love.

It’s not surprising that Miyuki is here; the two are practically sworn brothers, and their affection level is definitely more than 80%.

However, he was also a little disappointed. It turned out that his brother really only treated him as a brother. Even when he gave him oral sex in the hospital, it was only out of brotherly affection, and he didn’t lust after him at all.

But what’s with Inagawa Hanahi showing up here? He’s only met this yakuza heiress twice.

The fact that she has an 80% approval rating for herself and is here proves that she doesn’t have any romantic feelings for herself.

There are only two possibilities: First, she really liked the book “The Myth of Cthulhu” when they first met.

Secondly, today at the restaurant, he stood up for her.

The former suggests that Inagawa Hanahi is a seemingly serious pervert, while the latter suggests that she is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and is actually a person who values ​​emotions very much.

Just think about the cold expression on her face when she got on the bus.

Shirakawa Natsu found it hard to connect this serious yakuza heiress with either of the two speculations.

Alternatively, both can be mixed together to reach eighty.

“Natsu, Natsu, I want to buy this, is that okay?” Jingu Nao skipped over, waving a Blu-ray CD in her hand.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded quickly, her mind still preoccupied with Inagawa Hanahi.

The situation is very bad now, if the system recognizes Inagawa Hanahi as a friend.

Future side quests will feature her as the main character, and you’ll have to defeat her.

“Please don’t!” Shirakawa Natsu was completely distraught. If Inagawa Hanahi liked a man, would she have to become a cow too?

She’s a yakuza heiress, wouldn’t she just shoot me and kill me?

“Natsu, let’s go.” Jingu Nao, carrying a large plastic bag full of stuff, grinned and took her arm, eager to head out.

“Uh, okay.” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, rarely seeing her so enthusiastic.

When I turned my head, I saw the boss’s eyes. It was a strange, indescribable look, as if there was a hint of envy in them.

“?” Shirakawa Natsu was completely confused. Had he missed something while he was thinking?