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"No need, I'll go." Miyuki stood up first and said to Shirakawa Natsu, "I'll leave the bill to you this time."
“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsuya stood up and winked at Jingu Nao.
"Kanna-chan, I'm not full yet~ Can you eat some more with me?" Jingu Nao smiled and took Hojo Kanna's hand, pulling her to a seat.
Shirakawa Natsu and Miyuki walked out of the conveyor belt sushi restaurant together.
"Is that a proper teacher?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.
“Hmm.” Miyuki nodded, took out a cigarette but didn’t light it: “My mentor who taught me criminal law.”
“No wonder.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded in agreement. She had managed to hold back from making a move even under those circumstances. Thinking of what she had said when she left, she couldn’t help but glance at Miyuki a few more times.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Miyuki asked, frowning.
"I thought you were the one on the offensive." Shirakawa Natsumi tried to hold it in, but she couldn't help it.
That woman is really bold, lying down and calling for her mother. Since Miyuki didn't deny it, it's probably true.
Although everyone's XP is different, the contrast between it and Miyuki's usual image is so great that she plays it quite wildly.
Miyu glanced at him, then turned and left, saying, "Take good care of Kanna."
"Don't rush off, tell me about it," Shirakawa Natsu teased.
Miyuki quickened her pace.
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized that my brother is actually quite cute, especially when he shows a shy expression.
that must be very interesting.
Shirakawa Natsu returned to the sushi restaurant, where Jingu Nao was happily stuffing sushi into her mouth.
Kanna Hojo looked much better and chatted with Nao Jingu about school.
“Miyuki asked me to apologize to you on her behalf.” Shirakawa Natsu sat down next to the two.
"Shirakawa-san, you don't need to comfort me." Hojo Kanna shook her head: "She's not a gentle person like Shirakawa-san, she wouldn't say something like that."
Shirakawa Natsumi touched her head. This seemingly silly girl actually seemed quite clever.
With Nao Jingu there, the atmosphere couldn't possibly be too bad.
Shirakawa Natsu escorted the two to their car before returning to her apartment.
When the door opened, a smell of smoke wafted in. Miyuki was lying on the sofa, hugging one leg, her head resting on her thigh, looking somewhat dejected. When she saw him come in, she stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, where there were already four or five empty cigarette butts.
"Looks like our playboy has really fallen for that girl." Shirakawa Natsu opened the window to let in some fresh air, poured herself a glass of water, and sat down next to her. "How did you two meet?"
Miyuki rested her head on her thigh and said slowly, "The librarian and I used the bookshelves as cover for our date."
"Pfft." Shirakawa Natsu almost spat out a mouthful of water: "The library isn't for you guys to do that kind of thing. Never mind, you can continue."
“She came to our school to borrow books and was hit on by a boy.” Miyuki leaned back on the sofa. “After I helped her out, she smiled at me, and I recognized that smile.”
Shirakawa Natsumi looked suspicious: "Doesn't she look like your aunt?"
The aunt he mentioned was Miyuki's mother, but she passed away from illness when Miyuki was very young.
Her father was a workaholic, which fostered a masculine personality in Miyuki.
"Do you remember?" Mi no Shi asked with a surprised look.
"Ahem, I vaguely remember." Shirakawa Natsu tried to bluff his way out. It was impossible for him to remember something from such a young age. He had only asked casually because he heard the teacher who came today mention her special hobby. He didn't expect to actually get it right.
Miyuki didn't delve into it: "Later, I often spaced out, feeling like I was no longer myself, that intense sense of incongruity."
"I don't quite understand." Shirakawa Natsumi didn't jump to conclusions.
"Later, she confessed to me on her own initiative." A glint flashed in Miyuki's eyes: "She's usually so shy that she'd even speak, but she was surprisingly bold."
“I don’t know about the rest.” Shirakawa Natsu pointed at her and said, “In short, the way you are acting now is completely different from the person I know.”
“Hmm.” Miyuki placed her hand on her chest: “When strong emotions arise, they are often accompanied by pain. No matter the outcome, being able to encounter this pain is the greatest treasure of my life. So I want to follow my heart and then I will know what this emotion is.”
Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were complicated. Judging from Miyuki's XP system, she probably lacked maternal love since childhood, and when she met someone whose smile was very similar to her mother in her memory, she rushed towards him like a moth to a flame.
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly stood up, opened her arms, and hugged Mino Shiki.
Miyuki frowned, remaining unmoved: "What are you doing?"
Shirakawa Natsumi nodded seriously: "Actually, I can be your dad."
Miyuki didn't speak, but Shirakawa Natsu saw in her eyes that she was thinking about how much force to use to teach him a lesson without killing him.
He escaped back to his room before Mikoto went berserk; Mikoto's thighs actually felt quite nice to touch.
Miyuki's feelings for Hojo Kanna were confirmed by the blonde-haired APP.
This is not surprising; those who are obsessed with their brothers or sisters are also in it for true love.
The Huangmao APP has never made any strict requirement that it must be a certain type of love.
I never expected that my brother would have a mother complex.
If I were to confront her directly, wouldn't the spiritual impact on her be too great?
While he was lost in thought, his phone suddenly rang.
I picked up my phone and glanced at the contact name. It was Hojo Maki, the very tall policewoman.
"Xia-kun, I'm sorry to call you so late. Is it convenient for you to answer?" Hojo Maki's voice was very friendly, like two old friends chatting. Shirakawa Natsu didn't think the two of them were that familiar.
"Is there any news about the Deer Man case?" Shirakawa Natsu asked. Everything around him had returned to normal these past few days, so he hadn't paid attention to these matters.
“Well, a little.” Hojo Maki’s voice gradually became serious: “We found out that he borrowed money from the Bamboo Union at exorbitant interest rates, and the interest has ballooned to an alarming level.”
"So his death was orchestrated by the underworld?"
"It's uncertain because the Bamboo Union gang was murdered two days ago. All the high-ranking members, including the current leader's family and his dog, were killed."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. "It's a very serious matter, but I don't know why I can't be serious all of a sudden. Anyway, is this all you're going to tell me on the phone?"
"Does Mr. Xia have any leads?" Hojo Maki's voice suddenly became serious.
“Okay, I’ll come clean. I’m actually a Kamen Rider,” Shirakawa Natsu said. “I eliminated those gangsters to protect the love and justice of the land.”
"Mr. Xia, are you joking? And what is Kamen Rider?"
"The protagonist of my new manga." Shirakawa Natsu pouted: "A yakuza gang was murdered in a revenge killing. I asked an ordinary college student if I had any clues. Do you think I'm Superman, or do you think I'm Superman's boyfriend?"
Shirakawa Natsumi thought this tall policewoman seemed a bit dim-witted.
"Hehe~ If Xia has any clues, please notify me immediately. Our police will ensure your safety."
"Oh, thank you." Shirakawa Natsu didn't need to, but she also didn't want to offend him. After a few pleasantries, they hung up.
He looked at the names saved on his phone: Hojo Maki and Hojo Kanna, both with the same surname.
The day before yesterday, when she was talking to that yakuza heiress, Inagawa Hanahi, she mentioned that her second daughter had entered the University of Tokyo this year.
"It can't be such a coincidence."
Shirakawa Natsu tried to recall what Hojo Maki looked like, but she was too big, and her attention kept wandering downwards.
In addition, the two are very different in terms of temperament and makeup, making it difficult to distinguish them based on appearance alone.
"Never mind, I'll just ask tomorrow."
The next day, after class, Shirakawa Natsu went to the library to find Hojo Kanna.
She was sitting there flipping through a book when she saw Shirakawa Natsu come in. She quickly stood up, her face slightly flushed, and said, "I'm so sorry about what happened yesterday."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched her head: "Why should I apologize?"
Chapter 55 I'm sorry, brothers.
Kanna Hojo twisted her hands together, her cheeks flushed: "Because I said I had to go back, the dinner that was supposed to be for four people became for three. I think that might have made Shirakawa and Jingu unhappy."
"Hey." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand: "Yesterday's situation, no matter how you look at it, was caused by Miyuki."
He could tell that Kanna Hojo wasn't pretending and was genuinely blaming herself for what happened yesterday, so he changed the subject, saying, "Didn't you know she had an ex-girlfriend?"
Shirakawa Natsu originally intended to say "Sea King," but refrained from saying it.
Kanna Hojo blushed and nodded: "I know a little, but she's a very gentle person."
As she spoke, a smile appeared on her lips, but she quickly suppressed it and straightened her face: "I didn't mean to defend her. Being promiscuous is definitely wrong."
Shirakawa Natsu's gaze caught that fleeting smile; it was so pure, like a smile from first love.
A student walked in through the door, carrying a stack of books, and stood in front of the registration desk, asking, "Is the librarian here?"
"Yes~" Kanna Hojo hurriedly replied, but as she turned around, her left foot tripped over her right foot, and she instantly lost her balance.
Shirakawa Natsumi reacted quickly, grabbing her arm from behind: "Be careful when you walk."
He had barely finished speaking when he saw her face flush again, her body tense and stiff: "Yes. I'm sorry."
"Uh, it's nothing." Shirakawa Natsu quickly let go of his hand, and after seeing her blush and nod to him, he hurriedly ran to the registration desk.
My heart suddenly raced, as if I were back in the age of first love, the feeling of accidentally touching a girl's hand for the first time.
Kanna Hojo quickly finished processing the students registering to rent books and came running over with small, quick steps: "Thank you for earlier."
"It's nothing, and you already apologized." Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head.
"Really?" Kanna Hojo stuck out her tongue shyly, then suddenly looked up, placing one hand on her chest: "Want to come to my house for dinner tonight?"
Shirakawa Natsu's gaze followed the spot where her palm was pressed; it was enormous.
Seeing this action always makes me feel like I'm not eating a proper meal.
"Is it okay?" Shirakawa Natsu asked uncertainly.
"Mmm-hmm." Kanna Hojo nodded vigorously with a smile: "My mom isn't home tonight."
Things started to get even stranger.
The two then discussed some issues related to classical Chinese, which was mainly of interest to Kanna Hojo.
Although Shirakawa Natsu didn't understand it either, she benefited from the inherent sophistication of classical Chinese.
Kanna Hojo was also very interested, listening intently with her eyes seemingly shining.
Being with her is incredibly relaxing.
After agreeing to meet that evening, Shirakawa Natsu returned to the classroom to continue her lessons and chatted with Jingu Nao for a while.
Kimura Momo called her to her office under the pretext of helping her.
It was in the large office, and the surroundings were quite lively. It seemed that it wasn't the fox spirit who had come, which made him feel a little disappointed.
"Tomorrow is the weekend. Mr. Xia, do you have time to come to my house tonight?" Kimura Momo asked softly.
"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. This was the first time Zaono had taken the initiative to ask him out. "I have plans tonight. If something comes up on your end, I need to explain to my friends."
Kimura Momo shook her head: "It's alright, it's not important. Mr. Xia doesn't have time tonight, let's do it next time."
Shirakawa Natsumi became interested and pressed for details, asking, "What is it?"
Kimura Shiono took a magazine out from under her desk and handed it to her.
Shirakawa Natsu took it and was stunned. The cover featured a girl in black stockings and glasses, lying on a desk with her eyes rolled back, her buttocks sticking out, and her hands spread behind her back, with a giant man standing behind her.
"I confiscated this from a student during class," Kimura said calmly and patiently. "From a biological perspective, the end of the anus in humans or other life forms is connected to the liver, which is used to excrete waste from the body and has no connection with reproductive function. However, many humans use it as a means of pleasure."
Shirakawa Natsu quickly put the magazine away and looked around. She found that the teachers and students in the office were all busy with their own things and hadn't noticed them. It was because the fox girl had already disturbed their visual senses before she spoke.
"I think it's just a simple case of being a pervert, and such perverts are still in the minority." Shirakawa Natsu didn't want to delve deeper into this issue.
In full view of everyone, it was like playing a strange game.
“Mr. Xia tried it at a love hotel last time, but it didn’t work.” Kimura Momo spoke slowly and deliberately: “So I think this is a common reality that most humans can accept, but it cannot be explained from a biological point of view. I need to study it.”
"Stop cursing, stop cursing." Shirakawa Natsu covered his face with one hand. He couldn't stand the fox girl talking about the end of the rectum in such a serious manner.
"Where are you going tonight, Mr. Xia?" Kimura Momo suddenly asked.
"With a new friend." Shirakawa Natsu didn't hide anything and told the fox girl about her encounter with Hojo Kanna. Since the fox girl could block out the five senses of humans, it was impossible to hide it from her.
"Hmm, from your description, she likes you." Kimura Momo opened the drawer, took out a box of condoms, and placed it in his hand. It had already been opened; you're missing one.
Shirakawa Natsu was completely bewildered: "Why is this kind of thing here?"
“I’m curious, I’ve experimented.” Kimura Momo held up her long, slender fingers and waved them in front of him: “Don’t have children with other women.”