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Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback, put down her paintbrush, and met her gaze: "Did I accidentally miss something?"

"Hmph." Miyuki smiled. "Who knows? But as a woman, it doesn't really matter whether I sleep with a woman or a man."

“How could that be?” Shirakawa Natsu put down her pen. “The functions are all different, how could the experience be the same?”

Miyuki continued performing the difficult moves: "The only place where women can feel pleasure is on the outside, so the diameter and length are more of a psychological comfort. That's why men prefer to have affairs in hotels, while women prefer to have affairs at home in their own beds."

As she spoke, her handsome face turned to Shirakawa Natsumi: "Women are different from men; they pay more attention to psychological feelings."

"You're so perceptive." Shirakawa Natsu frowned slightly. After working on the fox, her affection for her had increased by about the same amount as after spending a day with her. "Is it a psychological feeling?"

I'm drawing at home today because Fox hasn't come back yet. I wonder what she and Qing Shangqiu do after school every day lately.

If it were someone else, he would have simply followed them, but he wasn't sure if the tailing techniques he gained from the intermediate-level blond photography skills would fool the fox; it would be embarrassing if he were discovered.

An honest man who enjoyed a relaxing time at home but was worried about his girlfriend cheating on him.

Time comes the next day.

"Do you know which animals, upon hearing a gunshot, will turn around and look back instead of running away?" the boy next to him said in a low voice.

"A roe deer?" Shirakawa Natsu casually asked.

"What kind of animal is that?" the boy asked, looking puzzled.

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged; he had forgotten that this was the Eastern Country.

"Hey, have you heard?" a girl exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. "Kimura-sensei and Kiyokami-sensei are dating!"

"Don't you dare flaunt my goddess!" The boys' attention was immediately drawn to her.

"I heard they went on a date at the mall yesterday." The girl took out her phone and said confidently, "The photos are all over the internet now."

On her phone screen, there was a picture of the two of them in front of a dressing mirror. Kiyoshi Aki had changed into a long dress and seemed to be asking Kimura Momo if it fit.

Kimura Momo is naturally androgynous, and when she wears a well-fitting men's outfit and stands next to Kiyokami Aki, they look like a perfect couple.

"They look so good together!" The girl exclaimed, her face full of admiration. "They're even better looking than celebrities! I have to use them as my phone wallpaper!"

At noon, Shirakawa Natsu took the initiative to go and have lunch with Kimura Momo.

"Is there something you need?" Kimura Momo asked with an air of elegance as she ate.

"I heard that you're dating Kiyokami Aki," Shirakawa Natsu said casually.

“Yes.” Kimura Momo nodded.

Shirakawa Natsu's expression froze, staring at her in disbelief.

"Why are you making that face?" Kimura Momo asked gently. "Human men shouldn't mind if their partners have female companions."

"Hey, who told you that?!" Shirakawa Natsumi exclaimed angrily, "You're joking, right?"

Kimura Momo smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"

“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsumi nodded: “You said it yourself, you’re my partner, yet you’re dating other women, what kind of behavior is that!”

“But you’re also seeing other women.” Kimura Momo said, putting down her chopsticks, resting her chin on her hand, her gaze deep.

"I..." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment. There was really no way to refute this statement. Other girls could at least brush it off.

But he had no idea how many of his secrets the fox had seen.

After finishing her meal, Kimura Momo put down her chopsticks, elegantly wiped her lips, and said, "Let's go, afternoon classes are about to begin."

During the afternoon classes, Shirakawa Natsu seemed absent-minded, as if her emotions had reached a dead end.

After class, I went to the place I had arranged to meet Xiaoyu.

"Hey, are you heartbroken?" Xiaoyu peeked over from the corner, kicked him with her foot, and puffed out her chest: "Want some comfort from a cute girl?"

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her; she was wearing a T-shirt, a sports jacket, and hot pants, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs.

Because of his young age and the fact that his body is still developing, he appears thin and shriveled.

"Sigh." Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly.

Xiaoyu, like a cat with its fur standing on end, exclaimed, "What kind of expression is that?!"

"You're still young." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand. "Today's lesson is very important, so you'd better study hard."

"No!" Xiaoyu frowned. "With that heartbroken look on your face, there's no way you can teach me."

“Sir, you have your own troubles.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyu's face darkened instantly, and then her voice rose: "Don't treat me like a child!!"

The sudden voice startled Shirakawa Natsumi, who looked at her in surprise, wondering if she had triggered some kind of stress response.

"What kind of adult worries are these?" Xiaoyu said angrily. "I'm not some ignorant kindergarten student. You're only a few years older than me. Don't look at me like that. It's so infuriating."

Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes, seemingly understanding why Xiaoyu refused help from others. She then smiled and replied, "Sorry, you're right. You're not a twelve-year-old child anymore. You're right, I'm troubled by matters of the heart."

Xiaoyu's emotions came and went quickly. Upon hearing his apology, she immediately straightened up and pushed up her non-existent glasses: "Relationship expert, the beautiful Xiaoyu, will give you the best love advice."

Shirakawa Natsu smiled and casually recounted the story of the fox, making some minor omissions.

He was indeed troubled by this and wanted to talk to someone about it.

After hearing this, Xiaoyu moved aside slightly, her face full of disdain: "You really are a scumbag."

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

Xiaoyu concluded, "So your girlfriend didn't care about you cheating on her before, but she's started to care recently?"

"almost."

“You’re a scumbag without a doubt.” Xiaoyu shrugged like Shirakawa Natsu, her eyes quickly becoming serious. “But I think she probably likes you. Girls only become indifferent to boys’ behavior when they don’t care about them. But ultimately, everyone has a possessive nature.”

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. He hadn't expected Xiaoyu to actually say anything. Her words were quite quirky.

"When it comes to love, just trust the cute Xiaoyu~" Xiaoyu was very satisfied with Shirakawa Natsu's expression and patted her chest with a smile.

"Tch, are all middle schoolers this precocious these days?" Shirakawa Natsumi pulled out her earphones from her pocket and handed them over: "In that case, let's learn today and practice tomorrow."

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up when she saw the earphones handed to her; clearly, she also had some yearning to become a detective.

"Tomorrow, your task is to track this person." Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone and showed it to Xiaoyu.

The people above are Kiyokami Aki and Kimura Momo.

"He's quite a handsome man," Xiaoyu muttered.

"Let's head to our destination first." Shirakawa Natsumi then led Xiaoyu to the entrance of Tokyo University. "By the way, where are you staying tonight?"

"What do you want?" Xiaoyu became alert immediately upon hearing this. "I'm staying at an internet cafe. It's a great place. You don't need to worry about it."

"Don't flatter yourself." Shirakawa Natsu showed a disgusted expression: "I don't care whether you're comfortable or not. If you want to be a good detective, photography is an essential basic skill. Mobile phone pixels are not enough, you have to use photography equipment."

As he spoke, he pulled a small point-and-shoot camera out of his bag and waved it in his hand: "Are you really planning to leave your expensive equipment and valuable data in a busy place like an internet cafe during the day?"

"I..." Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "You're not trying to trick me into going back to the orphanage, are you?"

Shirakawa Natsumi slapped her forehead: "Are you stupid? Orphanages are places with lots of people coming and going, there's no private space, it's not even as safe as an internet cafe. I've already said it, I value your talent. If you keep being delusional, I don't mind finding another student."

"Is it really talent?" Xiaoyu nodded, then looked up with a troubled expression. "How about you lend me some money, teacher? I'll rent a small room. Don't worry, I'll pay you back."

“No, those small rooms are like public places; the enemy could just walk in anytime,” Shirakawa Natsu rejected again.

"What should we do then?" Xiaoyu stomped her foot in frustration. "Teacher, think of something quickly!"

“As a true detective,” Shirakawa Natsu smiled mysteriously, “the most important thing is disguise, and that’s what I value in you; you have a natural advantage.”

"Disguise?" Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

"Do you remember the police officer who caught you yesterday, the one with big breasts and no brains, named Hojo Maki?" Shirakawa Natsu laughed.

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Hearing the words "big breasts" was like triggering a key phrase; Xiaoyu instantly realized, "It's her!"

Xiaoyu probably didn't know Hojo Maki's name, but when she heard "the one with the biggest breasts," she instantly knew who Shirakawa Natsu was talking about.

“No thief would dare to break into a police officer’s house,” Shirakawa Natsu laughed. “Besides, it’s darkest under the lamplight; isn’t lurking right under the police’s nose the best form of disguise?”

A look of confusion flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes. She jumped down from under the railing and asked with a smile, "What's today's lesson?"

When Shirakawa Natsu saw that she didn't agree, she thought to herself that Xiaoyu had a level of vigilance far beyond her age, or rather, it should be called intuition.

If it were any other thirteen-year-old girl, she would have already completely believed in him.

"The second basic skill of a detective is taking pictures." Shirakawa Natsu knew she couldn't rush things, so she opened the camera she had prepared beforehand and waved it in front of her: "No matter how eloquent one's words are, they are not as convincing as a photograph."

Xiaoyu's attention was immediately drawn to the camera, and she started fiddling with it. However, without anyone to teach her how to use a professional camera, the results were not as good as those of a mobile phone.

She took a few pictures by herself, but the camera wasn't in automatic mode, so the photos turned out blurry.

"Look here." Shirakawa Natsumi stretched out her hand and pointed to the dial on the camera, saying, "Use this to adjust the mode first."

He taught attentively, and Xiaoyu listened attentively, her big eyes blinking as she stared intently at the camera, her little ears twitching slightly, afraid of missing a single detail.

As Shirakawa Natsumi spoke, she noticed that Shirakawa Natsumi's attention was entirely focused on the complicated buttons on the camera, and her small mouth was slightly open.

At that moment, he finally realized that the little girl didn't have that excessive maturity.

Xiaoyu took a few more pictures, and after seeing the final photos, she said, "How annoying! This guy keeps moving around. Shouldn't he be standing there and letting the pretty girl take pictures?"

"Do you think this is an exhibition?" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, reached out from behind Xiaoyu and took her small hands, pressing them onto the camera: "Come on, I'll show you how to operate it, remember it well."

"Mmm." Xiaoyu leaned back, her back pressed against his chest.

"Don't move!" Shirakawa Natsu frowned and said, "Hold your position steady."

Xiaoyu nodded, her attention focused on the camera.

The two practiced on the street for a long time until the sun had completely set and the streetlights came on.

Fortunately, one of them was a handsome young man and the other was a cute little girl. When passersby took pictures of them, they just smiled and didn't mind.

If it were someone ugly, they would have been morally condemned long ago.

"Gurgle." Xiaoyu's little belly made a sound.

Shirakawa Natsu then realized that a lot of time had passed, and withdrew her hand, saying, "That's enough for today, let's go eat first."

Xiaoyu gripped the camera tightly with her small hands and shook her head quickly: "I'm not hungry."

"No way." Shirakawa Natsu pried her fingers apart and took back the camera: "That's all for today. You're so short, you won't grow tall if you go hungry. What do you want to eat? It's on me."

"Oh, so you're actually concerned about my height." Xiaoyu grinned mischievously. "You're not thinking of playing a cute girl raising game, are you?"

“Eating isn’t about barbecue.” Shirakawa Natsumi certainly wouldn’t be teased by a little girl; she would just ignore her.

"Okay!" Xiaoyu instantly forgot about the photography and started circling around Shirakawa Natsu, urging him to hurry up.

The two arrived at a barbecue restaurant. Shirakawa Natsu placed the meat slices into the grill, and the fat inside the meat slices made an enticing "sizzling" sound under the high temperature.

Before it was even cooked, Xiaoyu had already reached over with her chopsticks, grabbed it, and quickly put it in her mouth, making a provocative face at him.

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled and didn't stop her. The little girl was healthy; if she got an upset stomach, at worst she'd just have a stomachache at night.

Xiaoyu thought for a while, and seeing that Bai Chuanxia ignored her, she also felt it was pointless: "You're so strange, unlike those self-deluded guys."

While grilling the meat, Shirakawa Natsumi said, "When you came out of the orphanage, you had to be prepared to face the storms of life. And as I said, I only value your talent, not your brother or your father, and I will not interfere in your affairs."

"Tch, disgusting." Xiaoyu swayed her slender legs beneath her hot pants and laughed, "Don't worry, the investment in beautiful girls will definitely make you feel it's worth it!"

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled, then said in a relaxed tone, "You seem quite interested in becoming a detective."

The detective's statement was merely an initial pretext; after getting to know Xiaoyu, he discovered that her maturity and vigilance far surpassed those of her peers.

But she still enjoyed learning from him, and her unusual behavior made him suspicious of Xiaoyu's motives.

“Yes~” Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks, her smile fading: “I want to find my parents. If I can become a detective, I’m sure I can do it.”

"Really?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, "And then what?"

"I haven't decided yet," Xiaoyu said, swinging her little feet. "Maybe I'll just observe them from afar so I can move forward."

"Eat up." Shirakawa Natsumi didn't say anything, but directly put a piece of pork belly on her plate.

He knew Xiaoyu was lying. There was no particular reason, but because this little girl was even more vigilant than an adult, and she gave such a common reason, it was definitely a lie.

She diligently studied detective skills for another purpose, but since she wanted to deceive herself, she pretended to be deceived.

Shirakawa Natsu shook her head. What's wrong with this world? It's one thing for women to be so cunning, but this little girl, not even fourteen years old, doesn't utter a single truth.