My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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Of course, what's even more interesting is that large breasts can be used in many ways.

"Gulp." Shirakawa Natsu swallowed hard. It seemed the mission could be completed today.

"I don't know what to do anymore." Kanna Hojo looked at Natsu Shirakawa: "Natsu, can you tell me? I'll do whatever you say."

"Um." Shirakawa Natsu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "I can't make the decision for you, after all, it's your life."

Their family is quite complicated. There's also Inagawa Hanahi, and now her mother has appeared. None of them are easy to get along with.

"Yeah, that's true. I'm sorry, I was out of my mind." Hojo Kanna lowered her head in response.

“However, I know some massage techniques that can relieve fatigue,” Shirakawa Natsu suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Kanna Hojo paused, then nodded. "Here?"

The two are currently in a love hotel and feel they should do something more outrageous here, instead of getting a massage.

"Yes, it's very comfortable," Shirakawa Natsumi said with a smile.

Hearing him say "comfortable," Hojo Kanna clearly misunderstood, and her face flushed red instantly.

Shirakawa Natsuya also felt that his words were easy to misunderstand and was about to explain.

Kanna Hojo suddenly blushed and nodded: "Okay, is there anything I can do?"

"Just lie down." Shirakawa Natsu looked at the soft bed and the ambiguous lighting of the love hotel.

Perhaps right now, she's also looking forward to an unconventional massage.

Chapter 109: On the Mission

"Lie down." Shirakawa Natsu placed her hands on her shoulders. "Leave the rest to me."

Kanna Hojo lay on the bed, her face flushed, her arms crossed, using them to cushion her face.

Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath and, just like with Miyuki, placed her hands on Miyuki's cervical spine.

"Ah ha." Like Mikoto, Kanna Hojo let out a sigh through her teeth.

“If you want to stop, you can say so anytime,” Shirakawa Natsu said with a smile, as she began to move her hands down her spine, all the way to her tailbone.

Kanna Hojo's body is much softer and more supple than Mikoto's; it feels like your fingers could sink into it.

It's not as simple as finding the tailbone; you need to pry it open a bit to find the exact location.

Insert both thumbs and rotate them around the coccyx once.

After gripping firmly with the other four fingers, exert force simultaneously, causing a strong pressure sensation on the tip of the coccyx.

"Ah." Kanna Hojo buried her face in the mattress, still unable to help but let out a cry.

Shirakawa Natsu nodded in satisfaction. The blond-haired man's massage skills were indeed legendary; it seemed as if he had this voluptuous body completely under his control.

Like a highly skilled musician, his fingers tapped on her body with a unique rhythm, causing Kanna Hojo to utter melodies with specific rhythms.

His hand gradually reached towards the short skirt at his waist, unzipping the side zipper.

Kanna Hojo cooperated by lifting her leg, letting her short skirt slide off her calves.

Her legs weren't fat, but rather plump and fleshy.

Just as Shirakawa Natsu had expected, because she planned to get intimate with Miyuki that night, she was dressed very daringly underneath, in a truly see-through style, and the color was gradually darkening after his massage.

Meanwhile, Jingu Nao hummed a little tune as she selected meat for dinner at the supermarket.

Shirakawa Natsu and Hojo Kanna left the groceries they bought at the supermarket without paying.

Jingu Nao noticed there were only some eggs in the refrigerator. It was 4 PM, and there was still plenty of time between the original plan of 6 PM and the actual time.

"Hehe, Natsu likes to eat pork belly." Jingu Nao accurately took out the dishes that Shirakawa Natsu likes to eat and tossed them precisely into the shopping basket. She then walked to the green peppers: "Natsu is not in good health, so she must have a balanced diet."

“He said he likes Chinese food.” Jingu Nao, like a happy little bird, smiled broadly as she hopped around picking out dishes, talking to herself: “Hehe, he’ll be so surprised. You’re so great, Nao.”

Shirakawa Natsu unbuttoned Hojo Kanna's clothes, and it was as if she had pressed into a marshmallow, instantly sinking into it.

Due to the effects of the blond-haired massage technique, Hojo Kanna was completely limp, with fine sweat appearing on her body, like a lump of soft mud, which he could knead into various shapes at will.

"Next, I need to pour some essential oils," Shirakawa Natsu said, picking up a bottle of lubricant from the side.

There were no essential oils in the hotel, but it didn't really matter what kind they were.

Having learned from the experience of doing it to Miyuki last time, directly doing it there would definitely be discovered.

The smell is impossible to mask, but it's much safer when mixed with lubricant.

He squeezed a bottle of lubricant directly into a crevice in Hojo Kanna's waist.

"Ah, it's cold." The cool liquid fell on her back, and Kanna Hojo shivered.

She is now completely limp and unable to resist.

Shirakawa Natsu patted his hands on his skin, his fingers guiding the lubricant, spreading it evenly around him.

Hojo Kanna's body had completely lost the ability to resist, and she could only let his hands tremble slightly.

Her already mature body, after being coated with a glistening lubricant, appeared incredibly greasy under the light.

The skin seems to be reflecting light.

The lubricant provided by the hotel was clearly not high-end; after being applied, it emitted a cheap perfume scent.

Shirakawa Natsu placed her right hand on the thin thread on the right side and gently pulled, causing the tie to snap open instantly.

Even though I was prepared, I was still dazzled by the scale of it.

Unlike the completely clean Miyuki, she was clearly meticulously groomed.

He slid his palm across the skin, and the lubricant created a wonderful chemical reaction with the skin.

He wasn't in a hurry, but followed the specific rhythm of the blond massage technique.

Shirakawa Natsu lowered his head slightly; it was almost done. His fingers gradually moved down from his tailbone.

The humidity in the air begins to gradually increase.

Jingu Nao poured the washed vegetables into the pot, making a crisp "splashing" sound.

The apron tied around her waist accentuated her beautiful figure.

The phone was placed aside, and a melodious tune was playing from it.

"Hey, why does it sound more and more like a love song?" Jingu Nao chuckled as she flipped the spatula in the pan.

When your heart is filled with love, every sound seems like a lover's seductive whisper.

"Ring." My phone suddenly beeped with a text message.

"Hehe, it must be from Xia to cute Nao." Jingu Nao reached for her phone, opened it with a grin, and frowned slightly when she saw that the sender was Kimura Momo.

I opened the text message again, and it was a photo with the background being the Lovers' Street outside the University of Tokyo.

The couples around them were embracing and wearing smiles that seemed to come after the event.

In the middle is Kanna Hojo, who is holding Natsu Shirakawa's hand as they enter the lobby of a hotel.

Kanna Hojo stood there stunned for a few seconds until she heard a crackling sound from the pot next to her, then she came to her senses and turned off the stove.

She untied her apron, turned, and walked towards the door.

As she reached the door, she suddenly smiled and said, "You are Jingu Nao. Nao should stay at home and wait for the boy she likes to come home."

As she spoke, she turned around, retied her apron, walked to the stove, and turned on the fire.

Looking at the flickering flames, Jingu Nao smiled and said, "Nao believes in Natsu, Nao loves Natsu the most."

Shirakawa Natsu's fingers continued massaging, and he could already see a noticeable swelling.

With the task at hand, the key is to remain calm and steady, and absolutely no fancy tricks.

Follow the Huangmao massage technique carefully.

"That's about it." Shirakawa Natsu reached her other hand towards her waist.

"No, no... I can't." Kanna Hojo suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, her hand on her belt freezing in mid-air: "What do you mean, 'can't'?"

“Summer, let… open…” After saying that, Hojo Kanna began to tremble violently, as if she was enduring something.

"Holy crap." Shirakawa Natsu sensed danger approaching and abruptly pulled back her hand, pulling up a glistening strand of silk.

He quickly moved aside.

The next second, a series of urgent sounds echoed in the couple's suite, and under the dim lighting, a rainbow seemed to be reflected in the room.

Shirakawa Natsu stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered. What was going on? This was way beyond what was expected!

The description of "Yellow Hair Massage Technique" only mentions that it makes people not turn around, but it doesn't mention that it actually has that effect.

No, Shirakawa Natsu immediately realized that he had experimented on Minoki.

Her reaction was much milder.

In that instant, Shirakawa Natsu realized the misconception he had been having all along.

The skills on the Huangmao APP are beyond reality; they belong to the rule-based skill category. As long as you follow the predetermined requirements, you will obtain the predetermined result.

But reality is not a game, and everyone's constitution is different. Kanna Hojo is clearly one of those who reacts more intensely.

As the rainbow faded, Kanna Hojo spread her legs and buried her head in her arms like an ostrich.

"It's alright, the mission can still be completed." Shirakawa Natsu carefully walked around the puddle.

Sitting next to Kanna Hojo, he gently stroked her back: "It's okay. A massage can relax your whole body. It's normal to encounter things like this."

Kanna Hojo didn't speak, but slightly raised her head to look at Natsu Shirakawa. Seeing his bright smile, she said after a while, "Natsu, you're so gentle."

"Hmm, the massage isn't over yet." Shirakawa Natsu's hands had already begun to perform the blond massage technique on her body again.

The task was simply to get it to the groin without being detected.

There was no requirement for success on the first try, so he could certainly try again.

Having learned from his previous experience, he was confident that he would not fail this time.

This time, when it comes to the pubic bone massage, we won't use our hands; we'll use the quest item directly.

“However.” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already five o’clock, and there was only one hour left until six o’clock, the time she had agreed with Jingu Nao. If she continued the mission, there would definitely not be enough time to go eat.

"Never mind, the mission is definitely more important." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, took out her phone and typed a message to Jingu Nao, telling her that she was worried about Hojo Kanna's safety and needed to go back later, and that she didn't need to wait for her.

After putting down my phone, I realized that I had been massaging for so long. Massage is also a physically demanding activity, and since I'm not in good health, I felt waves of fatigue washing over me.

"Natsu seems tired," Kanna Hojo suddenly said. "Let me give Natsu a massage this time."

Chapter 110 I'm Super Handsome

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, looking at Hojo Kanna's face, which was flushed red, but she still mustered up her courage.

He felt that the massage she was giving him was somewhat improper.

"Natsu, lie down." Hojo Kanna blushed and pushed him down onto the bed without saying a word.

Of course, I was very careful to avoid that wet patch on the bed.

Shirakawa Natsu wanted to try to resist, after all, it felt a bit unprofessional for a beautiful girl with a great figure and covered in lubricant to offer her a massage without wearing any clothes.

"Wait, I'm the one serving Kanna today, so just lie down."

Kanna Hojo shook her head: "If I only let Natsu do the massage for me, I'll feel embarrassed to let her continue."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. If she didn't let him massage her, she wouldn't give him a second chance to use the blond-haired massage technique.

He actually knew that Hojo Kanna was just saying that.

If he persists, he will definitely be able to complete the task, but to avoid any accidents caused by his fancy tricks, it would be good to cooperate with her.

He glanced at the time; it was already past five o'clock. Even if he wanted to go back now, he might not be able to make it before six.

Having figured all this out, Shirakawa Natsumi lay down on the bed and said with a smile, "Then I'll try Kanna's cooking too."

He was not wrong; all of this was the most rational choice.

Although Jingu Nao would always engage in a lot of foreplay to prolong the time when she was with him because of his kidney problems, she would carefully ensure that he was mentally satisfied without rushing things.