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"Hmm?" A look of surprise flashed in Miyuki's eyes. She hadn't expected Murakami to take the initiative to talk to her.
She is often approached by girls, but rarely by boys.
Boys would instinctively back away from her cool aura, as if there was a mutual repulsion between people of the same sex.
Seeing her surprised expression, Murakami Ryo smiled shyly and said, "Because after my friend moved in, I visited the surrounding neighbors."
Miyuki didn't speak, his expression a half-smile, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Murakami Ryo gave an awkward smile: "I'm sorry, it was very rude of me, but could you tell me if you're a tenant here?"
He pointed to the room behind him: "My friend lives here, she's a girl. Although I don't suspect you, I wanted to ask why you were standing at her door so I could feel at ease. Of course, I will come to apologize in person."
After he finished speaking, he bowed ninety degrees to Miyuki and said, "Please."
Miyu finished smoking her cigarette and stubbed it out. She walked past him without paying him any attention.
As soon as Murakami Ryo saw her leave, he immediately walked up to her and called out, "Excuse me, but I think you need to give me an explanation."
A muffled thud echoed in the stairwell.
Murakami Ryo's jaw shifted, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, instantly losing consciousness.
"Uh..." Shirakawa Natsu put down her phone, covering her head. Goodness, tonight no one is following the rules, is that it?
Wait until Miyuki gets back into the car.
“I rarely see you fight.” Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her forehead. Although Minoki had been studying martial arts, this was the first time she had seen Minoki fight in public.
"Hmph, he has an unpleasant smell." Miyuki fastened his seatbelt.
"A disgusting smell?" Shirakawa Natsu looked puzzled. He didn't have much of a dislike for Murakami Ryo; he was just an ordinary blond guy he was going to fight.
There wasn't anything wrong with their conversation just now.
If Miyuki were just an ordinary woman, based on the conversation just now, her assessment of Murakami Ryo would probably be that he is a caring friend and a trustworthy man.
“Isn’t it annoying enough for someone to keep giving and then enjoy a woman’s love without reciprocating?” Miki asked with a half-smile.
"Hmm, is there such a saying?" Shirakawa Natsu blinked, indicating that she didn't understand.
He took out his phone and glanced at the PK interface. Murakami Ryo's health bar had increased from 65 to 85.
"This can even restore health?" Shirakawa Natsu was dumbfounded.
Chapter 487 Having a Sister and a House
The fact that the Huangmao app enabled the PK function was already ridiculous enough, but now seeing Murakami Akira's health bar rise again is even more outrageous.
This is also a rare blonde with healing abilities.
"Damn, what am I thinking?" Shirakawa Natsu shook her head. Murakami Ryo was now knocked unconscious at the bottom of the stairs.
Time is passing by, second by second.
He is still exploring how to judge the PK (player kill) situation on the Huangmao app.
A judgment must be made immediately.
"Is Miyuki alright?" Shirakawa Natsu asked. "Should we call an ambulance?"
He was quite worried that Murakami Ryo might get seriously injured from that punch.
I wonder if physically eliminating the blond guy would count as a win for him.
“Mild concussion,” Mikoto said.
"Let's call an ambulance." Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone and dialed an ambulance. This would ensure his safety and also allow her to gather some information through the hospital.
I don't understand the yellow-haired PK mode at all right now, I can only figure it out slowly.
Soon after, the ambulance arrived downstairs.
Two medical staff helped Murakami Ryo into the ambulance. He had already woken up, but he was unsteady on his feet and unable to stand.
Shirakawa Natsu followed the ambulance to the hospital.
Miyuki had already shown up; he sneaked out of the ward alone and watched Murakami Ryo undergo his examination alone.
Half an hour later, two police officers came to take a statement.
Ryo Murakami described the attack, but there were no security cameras installed near the old building.
Suddenly, a mature woman rushed over. She was about 27 or 8 years old, dressed fashionably, and had exquisite makeup.
She ran to Murakami Ryo in her high heels, her face anxious, and looked him over: "Ryo, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, Yu-jie." Murakami Ryo smiled reassuringly at the woman. "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb your work, it's the hospital..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Yu wrapped his arms around his head and pulled him into her embrace: "We are important family."
Murakami Ryo quickly stepped out of her arms and said to the two police officers, "Excuse me, this is my guardian."
"My name is Kitagawa Yu." Kitagawa Yu saluted the two policemen, her face tense. "I'm Ryo's mother. I heard from the hospital that Ryo suffered a concussion..."
“Sister Yu, don’t worry about me, it’s okay. It’s just a mild concussion. The doctor said I’ll be fine after a rest.” Murakami Ryo gave the two policemen an apologetic look, then turned to Kitagawa Yu and said, “Leave this to me.”
A hint of worry flashed in Kitagawa Iku's eyes, but he nodded: "Okay."
The older officer looked at the two of them with a strange expression and asked, "You two are... mother and son?"
“Yes, Sister Yu is my godmother.” Murakami Ryo gave an awkward laugh. “Let’s continue talking about the thugs who attacked me.”
"Okay, please describe the attacker's characteristics in detail." The officer took out his notebook and began to take notes.
Shirakawa Natsu stood to the side, completely dumbfounded. What the hell was all this?
Let's not even mention that the two are less than 10 years apart in age.
Look at that woman named Kitagawa Iku, she looks so weak and doesn't seem like a mother at all. She really knows how to play the game.
Shirakawa Natsu took out her phone and glanced at the PK interface. She saw that her original health of 85 had increased to 90.
"..."
He sat there until the two officers left.
It's called an investigation, but it's really just a formality. Given the efficiency of the Dongguo police, these kinds of things are over as long as the person who reported the case doesn't file any more reports.
Ryo Murakami walked out of the hospital with the help of Iku Kitagawa.
Shirakawa Natsu continued to follow behind, watching the two of them try to flag down a car on the roadside.
"I'm sorry, I'm really useless." Kitagawa Yu looked dejected. "I can't do anything right. I'm supposed to be your mother, but I can't help you at all. Instead, I keep causing you trouble."
Murakami Ryo shook his head and reached out to hold her hand: "What nonsense are you talking about, Yu-jie? We are important family to each other. There's no such thing as one helping the other among family members."
"Yes." Kitagawa Iku put on a bright smile: "It's so good to have met Ryo."
"..." Shirakawa Natsu's mouth twitched. What on earth was this?
After he got back into the car, Miyuki turned to him and asked, "How was it?"
“It’s strange.” Shirakawa Natsu shook his head; Murakami Ryo’s background really baffled him.
He continued driving behind the taxi.
Murakami Ryo and Kitagawa Iku got out of the car in front of a rather large old-fashioned house, where a JK girl with an anxious expression was standing.
When the JK girl saw him return, she immediately put on an indifferent expression and turned back to the old-fashioned mansion.
Murakami Ryo followed behind, looking helpless.
Shirakawa Natsu sat in the car, mouth agape, unsure of what expression to make. She took out her phone, which displayed the PK interface.
Murakami Ryo's health bar has been restored to 100%.
"This opponent is no simple matter." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched incessantly.
Goodness, this is just a beginner blondie.
If he, who had just acquired the yellow-haired app, were to compete against Murakami Ryo, he might not necessarily have a chance of winning.
"What do you think?" Shirakawa Natsu asked her brother for his opinion. When it came to dating women, she was the real expert.
Miyuki leaned against the passenger seat and spoke after a long while: "He has a kind of unpleasant smell about him."
Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow; it was rare to hear Miyuki explicitly express his dislike for someone.
"We need to think long-term."
After realizing that Murakami Ryo was more troublesome than he had imagined, he decided not to waste any more time there.
Shirakawa Natsu drove back to her apartment, sat on the living room sofa, and while looking up information on her laptop, she also called a private investigator. She left professional matters to the professionals.
Youcai sat next to him and drew on her tablet.
Turning her head, she saw a picture of Murakami Ryo on his computer screen and asked curiously, "Xia asked someone to investigate him?"
"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange: "You know Ayana-nee?"
“There are very few people in the Department of Arts at Tokyo University who don’t know him.” Arina shifted the position of her two beautiful feet: “He is the president of the Department of Arts Student Union, a well-known warm-hearted man, who will help anyone who asks for his help.”
Youcai leaned back on the sofa: "When Xia was in Moscow, after he found out I transferred from France, he came over every day to check on me. I thought this kid was a bit strange and refused him many times. Now when he sees me, he still greets me warmly."
"Snap." The pen in Shirakawa Natsu's hand was broken.
"Xia, what's wrong?" Youcai looked over curiously.
"It's okay." Shirakawa Natsu put down her pen. "Sister Youcai, let's go to sleep. Change into the black suspender stockings I bought last time."
"Hmph." Youcai reached out and looked at his forehead. She was helpless about her boyfriend's freakishness, but she didn't dislike it either.
Time comes the next day.
Shirakawa Natsu went to work at the Yamagishi Group and received an email from a private investigator early in the morning.
As expected of professionals who collaborate with the Shan Group, their investigation information is indeed highly relevant to their field.
The first draft of the materials was sent over in just one night.
Shirakawa Natsu pulled out the documents, quickly scanned them, and her lips twitched uncontrollably.
Goodness, both parents are dead, but he has a sister and a house.
Chapter 488 Playing the Villain
Aside from the PK missions on the Yellow Hair app, Shirakawa Natsu harbored some personal grudges against Murakami Ryo.
Murakami Ryo flirted with Ayana while he was away in the East, and that's how this feud started.
But the information he had in his hand truly silenced him.
Ryo Murakami, 21 years old, from a blended family.
When he was 17, his parents died in a plane crash, leaving behind an old house and enough insurance money to support him for the rest of his life.
There is also a younger sister who is not related by blood, Murakami Aki.
"What the hell is this development?" Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her forehead. The information didn't stop there; there were photos of three more women below.
The woman whom Murakami Ryo called his godmother last night is named Kitagawa Iku, 28 years old.
Working in Ginza nightclubs, also known as sex workers.
The haughty girl who stood anxiously waiting at the gate of the old house last night was not his sister. Her name was Arimura Mi, 16 years old, a high school student from a political family, who ran away from home because she was unhappy with an arranged marriage.
I am currently staying at Ryo's house in the village.
Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't understand why a prestigious family would allow their daughter to live in the home of a strange man.
His sister's name is Murakami Hajime; she is a shut-in and a part-time manga artist.
Including his girlfriend, Rina Kazama, the most beautiful girl at Tokyo University. That makes a total of four women.
"Damn this sense of familiarity, what's with this dead memory attacking me?" Shirakawa Natsu put down the documents and rubbed her temples.
The opponent is more formidable than expected.
The health bar on my phone has recovered to 98% overnight.
This blond guy isn't very strong offensively, but his health regeneration speed is ridiculously fast.
"Dong dong dong."