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"Hmph." Jingu Nao turned her head away, stood up, and walked to a seat in the back row.
Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, did not chase after him, and sat in the classroom to listen to the lesson.
After class, Jingu Nao walked up to him, and before he could react, she suddenly reached out, grabbed his notebook, and tore it in two with a "rip" sound, then turned and ran away.
"Hey! You bastard, come back here!" Shirakawa Natsu slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and chased after him.
As I ran out of the classroom, I ran into Kimura Momo walking towards me from a distance.
"Mr. Xia, chasing is prohibited in the aisle." Kimura Momo's smile remained gentle and refined.
For a moment, Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't reconcile her with the beautiful woman from yesterday who was dressed in a maid outfit, lying on the bed wagging her tail.
Chapter 44 A Face Covered in Soap
"I'm sorry." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched her head. After yesterday's in-depth conversation, it was hard for her to remain calm when looking at Kimura Momo today.
Seeing her stunning beauty, an image immediately flashed in my mind of her sticking out her tongue and gently biting and licking him like a small animal.
There were also beads of sweat clinging to her translucent skin, and her white tail swayed in front of her eyes in rhythm with the back-and-forth movement of her body.
"My heat cycle is over. Could you please come to my office today, Mr. Xia, and let's try again?" Kimura Momo didn't try to lower her voice. There were students coming and going around her, but others were just passing by and didn't notice her suggestive words.
"?" Shirakawa Natsu rubbed his temples. He had overdone it yesterday, and he was hallucinating today.
“Don’t worry,” Kimura Momo explained. “Interfering with the five senses is a special skill I have as a yokai.”
"That's quite an amazing ability." Shirakawa Natsu looked around. Kimura Momo was usually the center of attention wherever she went, with boys and girls alike stealing glances at her. But today, she acted as if she couldn't see them at all, automatically ignoring the two of them.
He felt this skill was familiar, as it seemed to be frequently seen in movies and TV shows, such as the invisible man.
But the thought that the skill's user is a stunningly beautiful fox spirit makes it even more exciting.
"I can't understand why I suddenly went into heat yesterday, so I'd like to trouble Xia to do an experiment with me today. This might be the opportunity for me to become more human." Kimura Momo's voice was still gentle. If you only listened to the rhythm of her speech, you would most likely think she was discussing a rigorous academic issue.
A moment of hesitation flashed in Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes. He needed to consider the pros and cons first. What if he didn't make her feel comfortable today?
Yesterday's conversation was deemed an unexpected event by her; she had lost interest in adult matters, which would seriously affect his conquest strategy.
While he hesitated, Kimura Momo smiled and said, "If Mr. Natsu doesn't have time, that's alright, I can ask someone else to do it."
"No, I can do it." Shirakawa Natsu immediately put all her concerns aside. Since her kidneys were not good, she was determined to eliminate the demon and comfort the fox spirit today, to teach this fox spirit a lesson.
Kimura Momo's eyes crinkled slightly with a smile: "Mr. Natsu, please come with me."
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, inwardly wondering what went wrong. The connection between bodies should only occur after the conquest is completed, so why is Kimura Momo's affection level only forty? It's like we're studying an academic topic.
Kimura Momo led him to the office, a large office for eight people.
Two desks were occupied by people, who were engrossed in typing on their computers.
There was also a professor with gray hair, explaining the topic to the students standing next to him.
Because their five senses were affected, they did not notice the two people entering.
“Right here.” Kimura Momo stood behind her desk, placed her worksheet on it, braced her hands on the edge of the desk, turned her head, stuck out her tongue, and asked, “Should we do it like yesterday?”
"Wait a minute." Shirakawa Natsu quickly stopped her, glancing around at the teachers who were all busy with their own things. "Even if they don't realize we're here, wouldn't it be strange? Could we find somewhere where it's just the two of us..."
He understands that animals don't have any taboos among themselves, but as a human being, he always felt it was strange to do it in front of others.
A hint of doubt flashed in Kimura Momo's eyes, then she nodded and straightened up: "Come with me."
The two arrived at another office, a place Shirakawa Natsu had seen before. Koizumi Na had once said here that she wanted to be Kimura Momo's dog, and was then punished by her own father.
It all seems like just yesterday, and today this stunning beauty, whom I once thought was my rival, is already undressing.
This time, she didn't transform into a fox; she stood before him in the form of a human woman.
Shirakawa Natsu stepped forward, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and gently bit her neck, leaving a faint, saliva-stained tooth mark on her fair skin.
Kimura Momo's expression didn't change, but her cheeks flushed slightly. Of course, it wasn't because she was shy; she didn't have human shyness, it was just a simple physical reaction.
Shirakawa Natsumi slipped one of her hands under the hem of her clothes and gently stroked her flat stomach. Her skin was soft and sticky, and she could touch it for a year without getting tired of it.
Just like canines like to roll over and expose their most vulnerable parts so that their owners can stroke their bellies, Kimura Momo also enjoys the feeling of having her belly stroked.
Yesterday, he didn't just focus on his own pleasure; he also figured out all of Kimura Momo's habits.
He came to an interesting conclusion: Kimura Momo has no human emotions. Perhaps it is because yokai have more acute senses than humans, so her body is highly sensitive.
Even though it's just casual contact, her breathing has already started to become heavier.
Shirakawa Natsu painstakingly researched these things mainly because of her kidney problems, and she could only seek some auxiliary techniques.
It seems that Kimura Momo is quite receptive to this approach, at least physically so.
"Mr. Xia, would you like me to turn around?" Kimura Zaono's voice was still gentle, but she spoke with a panting sound, making her humble tone sound like a lover's soft whisper.
"No need." Shirakawa Natsu said, trying to lift her onto the desk, but after a little effort, he couldn't get her up, which was quite embarrassing: "Please sit on the desk."
Kimura Momo, still smiling, sat down at her desk.
Shirakawa Natsu pulled one hand out from her abdomen, lifted one of her long legs, and placed it on her waist.
With his other hand, he gently pulled her into his arms.
Kimura Momo rested her head on his shoulder, her face still bearing a gentle smile, her lips slightly parted, breathing softly.
Shirakawa Natsu felt the dampness of her exhaled breath on her neck.
The office desk was a bit unstable and wobbled slightly. Shirakawa Natsumi had to control the force, otherwise the desk would move backward, which would be quite embarrassing.
Kimura Momo's chin kept rubbing against Shirakawa Natsu's shoulder as it kept shaking.
Almost all of her body weight was on Shirakawa Natsu.
Shirakawa Natsuya also began to breathe heavily. He was weak and being pressed down by her, so he couldn't hold on for long.
Before long, Kimura Momo turned around and lay face down on the desk.
This way, he not only saves effort, but also has something to lean on.
It didn't take too long; about half an hour had passed since I arrived at the office.
They lingered there for twenty-seven minutes.
"Feels the same as yesterday." Kimura Momo stuck out her little tongue and licked his neck, not paying attention to the sweat on it.
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. Yesterday, the favorability rating was 100, and today it's 40. Of course, they're different.
Wood Algae got up from his arms, dressed, and stretched out a hand, pointing to her chest: "Yesterday I craved more contact. The feeling was wonderful and indescribable."
"And what about today?" Shirakawa Natsuma was worried that she would give an average answer.
“The human body is very interesting.” Kimura Momo said while straightening her clothes, “Even though it’s not my heat period, I still subconsciously have a certain craving for these things. I can’t tell whether it’s good or bad yet, but I don’t reject it.”
Shirakawa Natsumi scratched his head. In this situation, he didn't know what to say and could only wait for her to make a conclusion.
“Mr. Xia.” Kimura Momo extended her hand: “If it’s not too much trouble, I’ll have to trouble you again in the future. To figure out something, I need to do more experiments.”
“I’d be happy to.” Shirakawa Natsumi breathed a sigh of relief. Things had unfolded in a way he hadn’t expected, but at least it had created some kind of connection between the two of them. This was the first step in his plan: “But please don’t experiment on other people.”
"Why?" Kimura Momo asked with a smile.
Shirakawa Natsu felt teased by her older sister's gaze, even though her smile remained gentle.
Even though this older sister had been so accommodating to him, he still felt like he couldn't hold onto her.
“After all, you are a fox demon. If people find out, you will become unsafe.” Shirakawa Natsumi came up with a reason.
Even if this reason is untenable, since her sorcery interferes with people's five senses.
It's very easy to conceal that you're a monster.
Kimura Momo gave him a deep look, and Shirakawa Natsu saw something different in that look—not a formulaic smile, but something like a hint of cunning.
"Alright, I won't seek out other males to reproduce while you're still alive. But I won't interfere with your life; that's your destiny."
Seeing her detached expression, Shirakawa Natsu decided to smear her face again as revenge.
Chapter 45 Missy
"Mr. Xia, the next class starts in ten minutes," Kimura Momo said with a smile, sitting upright in her office chair.
"Yes, soon." Shirakawa Natsu stood beside her, holding one of her hands, her face directly in front of her.
The advantage of being stunningly beautiful is that you can enjoy it just by looking at your face.
The two came out of the office, and Kimura Momo carefully wiped her face clean with a handkerchief.
"Mr. Xia, is there something strange about me?" Kimura Momo asked curiously, putting away her handkerchief.
“No.” Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head, but couldn’t help asking, “Why didn’t you refuse my request?”
“You can interpret that as a request, that’s fine too.” Kimura Momo smiled. “When I observe humans, I can’t control the behavior of those I observe. On the contrary, I’m very curious about what kind of requests you can make.”
Shirakawa Natsumi scratched her head, understanding her logic. It was like how researchers would find it interesting no matter what a lab rat did; perhaps they preferred to see a maverick lab rat.
Although I understand, I still find it quite hurtful.
As the two walked around a corner, the surrounding students all turned to look at them, secretly watching Kimura Momo.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that this kind of sorcery that interfered with the five senses of ordinary people had disappeared.
A head popped out of the classroom door; it was Nao Jingu. After seeing Natsu Shirakawa approach, she slipped back into the classroom.
"Oh no." Shirakawa Natsu then remembered that he had chased after Jingu Nao. The anger he had felt about having his notebook torn up had all rushed into Kimura Momo's body and face, and his anger had subsided.
After gesturing to Kimura Momo, she quickly returned to the classroom.
Jingu Nao sat in the back row, turning her head away and deliberately avoiding looking at him.
Shirakawa Natsumi sat down next to her: "Are you still angry?"
"Don't worry about me." Jingu Nao turned her head away: "You have Moso-sensei, that's enough."
"Oh ho~" Shirakawa Natsu smiled: "So you're jealous? No way, no way. But if it's about love, I'd choose Nao."
After saying that, Shirakawa Natsu felt like a scumbag, having just used the other person's stunning good looks to finish his business.
“Hmm~” Jingu Nao turned her head, looked him over for a while, and suddenly opened her mouth, revealing her usual lively smile: “Hehe, it seems you weren’t lying.”
After she finished speaking, she smiled and took a notebook from the table, handing it over.
Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback: "It was my notebook. So you didn't tear it? Was that a magic trick?"
"I'm really amazing," Jingu Nao said, puffing out her chest.
"Great." Shirakawa Natsu was very happy to have it back.
In the next class, Jingu Nao regained her energy and started chattering away with him.
Looking at the silly-smiling girl, Shirakawa Natsu felt a strange sense of shame rising in her heart.
I said such offensive things just now, and I was forgiven so easily.
"Do you have time tonight? I'll treat you to dinner." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched his head, feeling guilty towards this kind girl in many ways.
"There's a place I really want to go to." Jingu Nao pressed a finger to her lips: "I want to see Tokyo Tower with someone I like. Natsu, can you take me?"
At that moment, her eyes seemed to be sparkling.
“Okay, let’s go together tonight.” Shirakawa Natsumi immediately agreed.
"Then I need to go back and change my clothes. Xia, wait for me!" Jingu Nao said with a grin.
“Actually, it doesn’t have to be this complicated.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged.
"No way, is Natsu an idiot?" Jingu Nao pouted.
"I know, no matter what happens, I'll always be there waiting for you." Shirakawa Natsu extended her finger and made a pinky promise with her.
The afternoon classes ended quickly.
The two agreed on a time and parted ways at the school gate. Shirakawa Natsu checked her watch; there were still three hours until the agreed-upon eight o'clock.
"Let's go home first." Shirakawa Natsu took out her phone, opened the Yellow Hair App, and saw that Kimura Momo's favorability rating had changed from 40 to 41.
It was added after the two had an in-depth conversation in the classroom.
Even though you say you're speaking from an observer's perspective, making people feel comfortable will still increase their favorability.
So what am I to her?