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

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Kang Eun-hye knelt on the tatami mat, her emotions unreadable, perfectly embodying the aura of a powerful career woman, making it impossible to tell what had happened before.

Shirakawa Natsu took in everyone's reactions and sighed for Arishima Ryoko, who was still hopeless about Mukai Yu.

If it weren't for him, I would have been tormented by Mukai Yu, who's like a central air conditioner.

Although he himself wasn't much better, his ultimate goal was also to seduce her.

Compared to that, it's just physical, which won't hurt her feelings.

I don't know which one would hurt her more.

However, Shirakawa Natsu will do her best to help her after she finishes her mission, which will ease her psychological burden.

"Have you already ordered?" Shirakawa Natsumi snapped out of her thoughts, put on a smile, and sat down cross-legged at the rectangular dining table.

Ryoko Arishima and Miyuki also sat down.

"Eunhye and I only ordered some simple things. We don't know what Shirakawa-kun and your friend's tastes are, so we dare not make a decision for you." Mukai Yu smiled, glanced at Kang Eunhye beside him, and handed over the menu.

Shirakawa Natsu frowned slightly. His tone was strange, as if he and Jiang Enhui were the hosts and they were the guests.

She looked at Jiang Enhui, but remained silent.

Shirakawa Natsu asked Kang Eun-hye for help at the photography studio, asking her not to explicitly reject Mukai Yu.

The mission description states that you need to be on the phone with Yu Mukai while you are inside her.

If the relationship is completely severed, there is a possibility that Yutaka Mukai might not answer the phone when called.

Ryoko Arishima's expression darkened; it was common knowledge that she was the one Yu Mukai was having an affair with.

Now that Yu Mukai is clearly close to Kang Eun-hye, it makes her feel very awkward.

"Miss Ryoko, what would you like to eat? Please order for me. I'm not very knowledgeable about food." Shirakawa Natsu handed her the menu so she wouldn't feel awkward sitting there alone. It's really uncomfortable to sit there like this without anyone paying attention to you.

"Ah, I... okay." Ryoko Arishima was looking down in a daze when she saw the menu being handed to her, and her first reaction was to refuse.

But upon seeing his smile, she immediately knew that Shirakawa Natsu had come to her rescue, and quickly reached out to take the menu.

While watching her order with a smile, Shirakawa Natsu secretly texted Kang Eun-hye under the table, asking what had just happened.

Why is Yutaka Mukai suddenly so confident again?

Jiang Enhui sat upright, drinking tea, unlike Bai Chuanxia who was secretly sending messages.

She naturally took out her phone to reply to the message, her facial expressions suggesting she was conducting a business negotiation.

No one would suspect that she was actually whispering to Shirakawa Natsumi at the same table.

"The waiter mistook us for a couple, and I didn't deny it."

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned when she saw the text message. She glanced up at the smug-looking Mukai Yu and typed two words in a daze: "That's it?"

I received another message less than two seconds after sending it.

"He just touched my hand on his own initiative."

Shirakawa Natsu frowned and quickly sent a message: "Should we have a serious one?"

"He seemed to want to confess his feelings to me, but he didn't say it out loud."

"Natsu-kun, do you think we need anything else?" Ryoko Arishima pointed out the menu to Natsu Shirakawa.

Shirakawa Natsumi took the menu, put away her phone, and her expression returned to a gentle smile: "Well, that's enough."

After he finished speaking, he handed the menu to Miyuki.

He had already guessed the general course of events from Jiang Enhui's two messages.

Because Ryoko Arijima got into Minoki's car.

Driven by a desire for revenge, Yu Mukai entered the restaurant, where the waiters mistook him for a couple.

Perhaps he sensed the right atmosphere and wanted to confess his feelings when only the two of them were left in the private room.

But the male protagonist in the harem ultimately couldn't bring himself to say it.

That's exactly the kind of thing Yu Mukai would do.

The waiters served the food very quickly; in less than ten minutes, dishes were brought to the table one after another.

"I can't drink alcohol, I'm sorry." Shirakawa Natsu smiled, picked up the sake bottle, and poured half a cup for each person.

When pouring wine for Jiang Enhui, give her a look; I'm sure she'll understand given her shrewdness.

“Miss Ryoko, don’t be fooled by my friend.” Shirakawa Natsumi joked, “He’s the kind of guy who could elope with a girl back in elementary school. If you get drunk in front of him, you might get taken advantage of.”

Miyuki smiled, did not refute, and picked up her wine glass to drink.

“I…” Ryoko Arishima held her wine glass with both hands, her eyes still on Yu Mukai. This was a plan the three of them had agreed on in the car: she would pretend to be drunk and let Yu Mukai know that Miyuki was in danger.

After dinner, Yu was worried about her, so he naturally took her home.

So Ryoko Arishima didn't leave Mino-Kami; instead, she lowered her head, looking shy.

As expected, Yu Mukai put down his wine glass and looked over with concern.

Seeing an opportunity, Shirakawa Natsu stretched out her foot on the table and kicked at Kang Eun-hye.

Even after she cooperated, this guy still maintained the expression of a powerful business tycoon and an icy beauty.

Looking at Jing Yu's expression, it's possible he might actually send Ryoko Arishima home. In that case, not only would his plan fail, but he would also become a real matchmaker.

He kicked at empty air, and then his foot was caught between a pair of soft thighs.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. She glanced at Jiang Enhui, whose face was expressionless, but one of her hands reached under the table.

He felt his foot being grasped by a hand and pulled between her legs, his toes pressing against the fibrous fabric.

"You son of a bitch!" Shirakawa Natsu cursed inwardly. Was this the time to act lewd? He had thought that Jiang Enhui would switch to a serious state when she put on her work clothes, but it turned out she wanted to go all out.

After Jiang Enhui placed the wine glasses in their positions, she withdrew her hand, picked up her glass, and took a sip.

He crossed his legs under the table, tightly clamping one of Shirakawa Natsu's feet and rubbing it rhythmically.

Shirakawa Natsu tried to pull it back several times but couldn't, leaving her speechless.

He had heard of women sticking their feet out under the table to help men with their feet, but he had never heard of a man's foot getting caught in the trap.

Or perhaps she took the act of stretching her leg out as some kind of strange play and instinctively played along with him.

Shirakawa Natsumi was furious and took out her phone to send her a message.

Jiang Enhui placed her wine glass on the table with a soft "thump".

The sound wasn't loud, but Mukai Yu could hear it just in time.

Yu Mukai, whose attention was originally on Ryoko Arishima, suddenly turned around and looked at Eunhye Kang.

A faint, unusual blush was visible on her face.

Yu Mukai's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Jiang Enhui was jealous?

Shirakawa Natsu's face was equally grim. Had he become a prop for the performance?

Chapter 197 Sending You Home

The atmosphere in the private room was subtle, with each person harboring their own thoughts.

Shirakawa Natsu felt that Jiang Enhui's XP system was very strange. He dared not press hard with his toes, for fear that Mukai Yu would notice something was wrong with Jiang Enhui.

He's not a pervert; his top priority right now is to complete the mission.

Jiang Enhui seemed to be enjoying herself, rhythmically rubbing her feet under the table.

Shirakawa Natsumi could feel the fabric on her toes was faintly damp.

When Mukai Yu noticed that Jiang Enhui was acting strangely, he thought it was because his attention was on Arishima Ryoko, which made Jiang Enhui jealous.

Meanwhile, Ryoko Arishima, who was being watched by Yu Mukai, was still secretly delighted.

But then, with just a glance from Jiang Enhui, Jing Yu's attention was immediately drawn to her.

Her face began to look increasingly pale. She picked up the wine glass on the table, took a big gulp, and leaned towards Miyuki.

Shirakawa Natsu felt as if she were walking on thin ice, as her plans always seemed to go awry.

Fortunately, Kang Eun-hye successfully attracted Mukai Hiroshi's attention.

"Do you like the food here, Mukai-kun?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked, trying to get his attention.

"Ah, very satisfied." Mukai Yu paused, then looked away from Jiang Enhui, answering absentmindedly.

His attention lingered between Kang Eun-hye and Arishima Ryoko, seemingly still struggling to choose between them.

Shirakawa Natsu knew this was a crucial moment, and she had to make Mukai Yu lean more towards Kang Eun-hye.

From passive to active massage on the feet, the Yellow Hair Massage Technique is a complete set of massage postures.

Although using your toes is not as effective as using your hands, it also does not have any special effects.

But it's still a special experience compared to a regular massage, especially when it's done secretly under the table.

It always easily creates a unique kind of stimulation.

Jiang Enhui is clearly having a blast right now, and is gradually going from being proactive to being passive.

She picked up her wine glass and drank it down one glass after another to hide the flush on her face.

Unaware of the under-the-table commotion, Yu Mukai believed that Kang Eun-hye's unusual behavior was solely due to him.

He saw Jiang Enhui looking at him in this unfamiliar way, and his eyes were gradually drawn to her.

Jiang Enhui usually presented herself as a serious and stern career woman in front of him; he had never seen her so charming before.

Now she reveals such feminine charm to him.

Ryoko Arishima naturally noticed their interaction and assumed that Kang Eun-hye's expression was due to Yu Mukai.

As she picked up the glasses of wine on the table and drank them down, a blush gradually appeared on her porcelain doll-like face.

Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. Things didn't go as planned, but the overall goal was achieved.

He also chatted with Miyuki in a casual manner.

Ryoko Arishima and Eunhye Kang drank heavily, and the three of them chatted awkwardly.

The meal lasted for nearly half an hour, and everyone was almost done eating when they decided to get up and leave.

"Ouch!" Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed as his hand touched a teacup on the table, which rolled onto the tatami mat, soaking his right foot.

"Shirakawa-kun, are you alright?" Mukai Yu got up, wanting to come up and help.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Shirakawa Natsu smiled and waved her hand, picking up a tissue to wipe the marks on her feet.

There's so much water.

Since everything is wet anyway, I'm not worried about being discovered.

Yu Mukai simply nodded and did not come up, because he was supporting Jiang Enhui, who seemed to be drunk.

Ryoko Arishima leaned against Miyuki, her cheeks flushed, still completely drunk and unconscious.

The five people walked to the entrance of the restaurant.

All of them had been drinking and could not drive.

"Miss Ryoko." Shirakawa Natsu called her cautiously in her ear, afraid that Ryoko was drunk.

This would prevent his plan from proceeding.

Yuya Mukai helped Kang Eunhye up, trying to wake her up, but Kang Eunhye was also completely drunk and unconscious.

When Shirakawa Natsu called out a second time, Arishima Ryoko gently shook her head.

Shirakawa Natsu understood; she wasn't completely drunk.

Looking at her tipsy appearance again, I realized that women are truly born actresses.

Ryoko Arishima leaned against Miyuki and murmured, "I want to go home."

"Okay, I'll take you home." Miyuki smiled. After checking in, she deliberately kept her presence to herself, but when she smiled, she was dazzlingly handsome.

With her roguish grin and her tipsy demeanor, Ryoko Arishima looked every bit the part of someone who would be taken to a hotel and used up.

“Okay.” Ryoko Arishima nodded.