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

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If Mizuta Yu comes looking for me, the first thing I'll definitely do is kill Yamagishi Hika.

Now, although the Yamagishi family's armed forces have been separated by Yuzuriha Yu, Inagawa Hanahi is actually under Yuzuriha Yu's control.

So, does Yuzuriha Yu want to completely gain power from Yamagishi Hikaru?

Shirakawa Natsumi felt that, given Yuzuriha Yu's venomous and beautiful personality, she wouldn't do something so obvious.

"Headache."

He only thought about it for a few moments before his head started to ache terribly.

That's why he hates getting involved in Yuzuriha's affairs; those people are all too dirty-minded.

Yuzuriha Yuu remained silent, as did Yamagishi Hika, and Shirakawa Natsu also learned her lesson and kept quiet, creating an eerie silence in the room.

the other side.

Hojo Maki drove to the hospital, with the young police officer who had come to deliver the news that morning in the driver's seat.

He had just graduated from police academy and was here for an internship.

When Maki first met Mizuta Yu, she deliberately brought along a trainee police officer to lower Mizuta Yu's guard.

"Don't be nervous. Those yakuza are just all bark and no bite. They don't dare to confront their police opponents in public. There's chewing gum in the storage box. Putting it in your mouth will help."

Aunt Mafei's smile has a maternal quality unique to mature women.

The young officer's ears turned red instantly, and he quickly said, "I'm not nervous."

"Hehe, that's great." Hojo Maki smiled, glancing at the officer's trembling legs and his right hand gripping the car's inner ring tightly.

"Puch."

She suddenly thought of Shirakawa Natsumi. It had been a long time since she had seen him in such a distressed state. Tonight, she had to think of a way to vent her stress on him.

The young police officer saw his admired senior smile and assumed that his thoughts had been read, thinking that she had chosen him as her partner for such a dangerous mission.

He must have been impressed by her abilities, so she quickly said, "I will protect you, senior!"

He knew that the beautiful police inspector was a widow.

Men, especially young men, always have some fantasies.

"Hmm?" Ma Fei was taken aback. She was thinking about what position to use tonight when her thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She glanced at the young police officer out of the corner of her eye and immediately saw through his little thoughts. She chuckled and said, "You said I'm your senior, so you have to follow orders later."

"Oh, okay." The young police officer couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard that Ma Fei didn't treat him as a man, but as a junior.

“The other party is a yakuza, so I have to be very careful. I’m about to get married, and I don’t want to encounter any danger here,” Hojo Maki said jokingly, her face full of sweet smiles.

The air in the driver's seat of the police car was filled with happiness, while the passenger seat was filled with despair.

In this starkly contrasting atmosphere, the police car eventually stopped at the hospital.

"Let's go." Hojo Maki pushed open the car door and got out. The moment her low-heeled shoes touched the ground, the smile on her face vanished, and her demeanor transformed from that of a happy woman into that of a dashing female police inspector.

The young police officer followed cautiously behind her.

The atmosphere in the hospital was clearly abnormal.

Almost no one was out for a walk; everyone was lying quietly in their hospital beds. The surrounding area was filled with people from all walks of life, and judging from the tattoos on their arms or collars, they were all members of the underworld.

"Don't speak for a while," Hojo Maki instructed seriously. As a woman, she keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Even if the team leader died, he died in a hospital bed, so there shouldn't be such a big fuss about it.

The room on the second floor, where Shirakawa Natsu had sneaked in yesterday.

By this time, the area was already crowded with people.

Several gray-haired doctors examined the corpse on the hospital bed.

Mizuta Yu sat in a caregiver's chair, his hands supporting his chin, his eyes closed.

An elderly doctor approached, his face equally ashen: "Mizuta Yu, no matter how many times you examine him, the result is always the same: your father died of cardiac spasm."

“No.” Mizuta Yu didn’t open his eyes: “He must have been murdered.”

The old man's face darkened; he was already cursing under his breath.

How do you want him to die? Just tell me! If you won't tell me, how am I supposed to know how to write the cause of death?

Although they are not afraid of these yakuza, they do not want to provoke these guys unless absolutely necessary.

"I'm sorry, we have gathered the best doctors in the hospital. If you do not agree with the conclusion, you can have an autopsy performed or be transferred to another hospital."

Mizuta Yu opened his eyes: "My father must have been murdered. I will chop the person who killed him to pieces."

“Discussing crimes in front of the police? I can take you back to cooperate with our work.” Hojo Maki walked into the ward with a dashing air.

Chapter 399 I Want to See You Smile

(This is not part of the main story; it's a side story about the brothers, Miyuki.)

Miyu walked along the school road. The morning sun shone down, and the surrounding area was bustling with college students. The girls were dressed in their finest clothes, and the boys were trying their best to show off their handsomeness.

The boy would steal glances at Miyuki from time to time, but no one struck up a conversation with him.

Such a beautiful woman makes them feel inferior.

Miyuki didn't care about the stares around her. A sharp pain shot through her buttocks. Last night, Shirakawa Natsu had put a collar on her and stabbed her in the back.

She still feels pain when she walks, but her attendance rate is already in jeopardy. After waking up this morning, she counted on her fingers and realized that if she missed any more classes, she really wouldn't get her graduation certificate.

That's why she was reluctant to wear underwear to school.

She took a cigarette out of her pocket, put it in her mouth, and was about to light it.

"Minobi-kun, this is not a smoking area." A clear female voice came from behind. The girl had delicate features and held the information booklet to her chest with both hands.

She had long hair styled in a princess updo, and her features were exquisite. Her clothes were equally extraordinary, but she was not tall, only 1 meters. Standing in front of Mi no Shimi, who was 79 meters tall, she was a head shorter.

"Hmph." Miyu glanced at her sideways, said nothing, put the cigarette back in the pack, and walked away.

Another girl next to the girl said excitedly, "Yano-Kimi is so cool. If I were a lesbian, I would want to be with her. No, wait."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to be thinking, "If Miyuki-san is actually a contrast, then that seems pretty good too."

"..." The girl looked disgusted and took a half step to the side, trying to get away from this pervert.

"Chinami, you're the only one in the class who dares to talk to her." The girl laughed, "Hey, I've never seen you have a boyfriend, you're not gay, are you?"

"Because I'm the class monitor." Chinami said helplessly, "And I have a fiancé. Lesbians are disgusting."

"Tch." The girl objected, "That depends on the person. If it's Miyuki, I can temporarily join the group of female colleagues, just to see if it's worth a try."

"Let's hurry up, class is about to start." Chinami said with a look of disgust, quickening her pace.

This is a law class.

The white-haired old man's lecture lulled everyone to sleep, and finally, get out of class ended.

Miyuki got up from her seat, about to leave, when the white-haired old man called her back.

"Miyuki, you're often absent, you haven't submitted any reports, and you haven't even taken the exams. Are you planning to repeat a year?"

“…” Mikoto rubbed her forehead. Kanna and Hisahana had really given her a headache and she had fallen behind in her studies.

The old man didn't seem to intend to let her off the hook, and launched into another round of nagging.

Chinami stood to the side, glanced at Miyuki who was being scolded by the old man and had her head bowed, and then left.

Miyuki waited silently until the old man finished scolding her, then picked up her schoolbag and left. As she walked out of the classroom, she paused for a moment, then turned to the girl next to her and said:

"We're in the same class, right? Can I borrow your notes?"

"Oh, okay!" The girl was taken aback, took out her notebook, and handed it over.

Miyuki flipped through a few pages; there were notes, but not many.

"Um, I don't really take notes." The girl smiled awkwardly.

"Thank you." Miyuki handed it back and turned to leave.

At noon, sunlight filtered through the tree branches and fell on people.

Miyu leaned against the tree, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and then tilted his head back to exhale.

She really wanted to sit down, but her buttocks hurt when she did.

As the students walked by, they would occasionally steal glances at her.

Chinami was also passing by when she saw her. She walked over and said, "Are you looking for prey? Don't you know smoking is prohibited here?"

Miyuki was used to her sudden trouble-making. After taking a drag, he looked at her with a half-smile.

Chinami combed a section of her long hair out and tied it into a small braid at the back of her head, which looked very cute, especially with her white high-end fashion outfit.

"A pure and innocent young lady," was the emoticon that Miyuki used to describe her.

If it were any other girl, she would blush and turn her head away if Miyuki stared at her like that, but Chinami was not afraid at all, and stared at her with her head held high: "Do you think this is cool?"

After she finished speaking, she slapped a stack of documents in her hand onto Miyuki's chest, snatched the cigarette from her hand, and turned to leave.

Miyuki looked at the documents; the handwriting was delicate, and the notes were exceptionally detailed.

"Thank you."

Chinami left quickly without looking back.

When Miyuki returned home, she didn't see Shirakawa Natsu. She was sitting cross-legged in the living room watching TV when she saw the notes that Chinami had given her. She picked them up and started looking through them.

The record is detailed and includes some insights.

As night fell and the clock on the wall struck midnight, Miyuki put down her notebook, glanced at the door, and realized that Shirakawa Natsu wouldn't be coming back tonight.

I got up from the sofa, stretched, and went back to my room to sleep.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Law class.

Miyuki sat down next to Chinami and handed her the notebook in his hand: "Thank you, I won't repeat a grade."

"That's a real shame. I thought I wouldn't have to be in the same class as you." Chinami didn't look at her.

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Miki didn't seem to mind the teasing in her tone.

“If I don’t go, people will think we’re dating.” Chinami continued tidying up her files. “Don’t you feel ashamed doing these things?”

Miyuki smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm not in the same world as a rich young lady like you. I'll be waiting for you at the restaurant at six. If you don't come, then I'll consider it my treat."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out of the classroom.

"So skilled, you scumbag." Chinami sneered and continued putting the books into her bag.

The restaurant was crowded.

Mi Zhi Shi smiled faintly: "I thought you wouldn't come."

"Hmph, you're probably going to be really upset that you treated me even if I didn't come." Chinami pulled out a chair and sat down, curiously looking around.

"I'm sorry to invite a young lady like you to a place like this." Mikoto smiled.

“I really like it here.” Chinami picked up the menu. “Someone like you would want to work in law.”

"And what about yourself?" Miyuki smiled. "I guess you'll follow your father's or mother's arrangements and get into those departments."

Upon hearing this, Chinami lowered her head and after a long while said, "I also really want to leave that house as soon as possible."

"Oh?" Mikoto's interest was piqued, and she crossed her arms. "You hate that house?"

"I really hate it." Chinami lowered her head.

At this point, the waiter brought the dishes to the table.

"Let's eat." Miyuki smiled.

"Mmm." Chinami.

After they finished eating, the two left the restaurant.

"Thank you for today. I'll take a taxi home myself." Chinami hailed a taxi on the roadside.

She sat in the car and opened the notebook that Miyuki had returned to her.

There was a sticky note attached to it.