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

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Shirakawa Natsu took off her clothes, and just as she said, she was wearing underwear, as if she had to make her turn her head away.

After he took off his pants, he bent down and suddenly noticed that Jiang Enhui had turned around and was facing a bookshelf with a small mirror on it, so that she could see him changing his clothes.

Shirakawa Natsumi gave her the middle finger.

Jiang Enhui immediately turned around, seemingly no longer pretending: "Little brat, what's there to pretend about? Let me see what you're made of, so that the customers won't look down on you."

Shirakawa Natsu ignored her and started changing her clothes on her own.

Jiang Enhui immediately took advantage of the situation, walking over in her high heels and commenting on Bai Chuanxia's figure like a seasoned pro: "Too thin, no chest muscles, no good, but overall you're quite well-proportioned. You have a lot of customers who like your slender figure. But with that waistline, I guess you're not very good with men either."

"Do you want to give it a try?" Shirakawa Natsu asked. He could tolerate everything else, but when it came to men, he would admit defeat.

With the addition of a minotaur's kidneys and heart, his strength is now twice that of a normal human.

"Tch." Jiang Enhui rolled her eyes. "What hasn't my sister seen..."

Halfway through her sentence, she noticed that Shirakawa Natsu's lower body suddenly sprang up, creating a large tent in her pants.

With the Minotaur's Heart buff, Shirakawa Natsu could instantly enter battle mode with just a glance at Kang Eun-hye's stylish short skirt and black stockings, all he needed to do.

Jiang Enhui seemed to have not expected this situation either, and stood there stunned for a moment.

Shirakawa Natsu picked up an ashtray from the table and hung it directly on her pants without moving it at all.

"How do you feel now?" Shirakawa Natsumi smiled casually. "Have you seen it before?"

Showing off in front of a beautiful foreign woman gives me a strange sense of accomplishment.

Jiang Enhui looked at the ashtray and swallowed hard.

Before she could speak, there was a knock on the door, followed by a male voice: "Eunhye, is it convenient for me to come in now?"

Chapter 137 You're Hurting Me

Upon hearing the male voice, Shirakawa Natsu was startled and loosened her control over her genitals. The ashtray slid down and landed on the ground with a clatter.

"En Hui!" The man's voice outside the door suddenly became anxious. He turned the doorknob and stepped into the office. "What happened?"

The man was in his early twenties, with neatly combed hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and possessing a gentle and refined demeanor.

After seeing the scene in the room, he stood frozen in place, still in the position of rushing in.

Inside the room, Shirakawa Natsu was dressed in men's grooming attire, his crotch bulging prominently; the hardness of it couldn't possibly have been natural.

Jiang Enhui stood opposite him in high heels, only ten centimeters apart, her shyness still lingering on her face.

She couldn't believe that someone could use this to lift the ashtray, and instinctively moved closer to investigate.

Shirakawa Natsu knew that the blush on her face was because she had been frightened during her performance of the brothers carrying ashtrays.

No matter what kind of woman she is, seeing such a scene would make her heart pound.

But obviously, someone who doesn't know the facts would never think that way.

A stylish, mature woman in black stockings and a handsome male nurse are almost touching.

As for why the two were still dressed, it can only be explained that they were having a very romantic time.

A shadow crossed the man's face behind his gold-rimmed glasses, but he quickly replaced it with a worried expression. His face showed only concern: "Eunhye, I'm sorry. I heard a heavy thud, so I didn't wait for you to open the door. You haven't been getting enough rest these past two days because of the masseuse. Since you're alright, would you like me to go out first?"

His tone was completely normal.

Shirakawa Natsu controlled her brother's recovery, glanced at the bespectacled man, and thought, "This guy is quite shrewd."

Judging from how he addresses her, he and Jiang Enhui have a very close relationship.

Upon seeing such a scene, I instantly adjusted my emotions and responded appropriately.

"No...it's nothing." Jiang Enhui showed a hint of panic, quickly turned her head away from Bai Chuanxia, ​​and hurriedly explained, her eyes darting around: "He is the masseur I invited today, we just met today."

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Her sister seemed like an experienced driver, but she actually panicked when things happened. Her hurried explanation only made people suspect that something had already happened between the two of them.

Hearing Jiang Enhui's flustered explanation, the bespectacled man's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he turned to look at Shirakawa Natsuya, bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, and said respectfully, "Hello, my name is Shirakawa Natsuya. I am in charge of the logistics of this beauty salon. Please accept my thanks for coming to our aid in our urgent situation."

Togawa Natsuya spoke sincerely, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Shirakawa Natsuya.

It seems that Shirakawa Natsu has become the savior of this shop.

"No need, I'm just doing this for money." Shirakawa Natsu felt that Togawa Natsuya was being too respectful and instinctively found it strange.

I felt neither ill nor goodwill towards them.

He noticed that Natsuya Togawa was wearing an engagement ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

"We can talk about politeness later." Jiang Enhui interrupted the two of them. She had recovered from her panic and transformed into a strong woman: "The customers arrived in less than half an hour. Bai Chuan, take a look at the massage technique video first. Although those customers don't want a proper massage, they can't be completely ignorant."

After she finished speaking, she walked to her desk, turned on her computer, opened a video, and gestured for Shirakawa Natsu to come and watch.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded and sat down behind the desk.

Jiang Enhui looked at Togawa Natsuya, her voice softening slightly: "Natsuya, what did you want to see me about?"

"It's all over now." Togawa Natsuya smiled. "Eunhye, you were worried about not being able to find a masseur these past two days, so I asked a former classmate to come and tell you. Now it seems I was overthinking it. Nothing can stump Eunhye."

After listening, Jiang Enhui's eyes flashed with emotion: "Xia Ye, your classmate is a top student from Waseda University. Asking them for a favor must have been very embarrassing for you. I'm sorry, because of my career."

“It’s just that I contacted a senior who was unemployed at home. It’s not something embarrassing. Eunhye doesn’t need to worry about it.” Togawa Natsuya quickly shook his head: “Besides, my wish is to help Eunhye realize her dream.”

“Xia Ye.” Eunhye’s face flushed slightly. This capable older sister was now like a young girl in love.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu wanted to throw the notebook on the desk at their faces. I just broke up with my boyfriend, and this is what they make me look at.

He glanced at Jiang Enhui out of the corner of his eye, forcefully grabbed his fashionable older sister on the roadside, and acted like a complete idiot.

A woman in love really does have a drop in IQ.

"The matter has been resolved, so I won't bother Eunhye any longer." Togawa Natsuya smiled gently at her, waved goodbye, and left the office.

Jiang Enhui stood there, staring blankly at his back.

"Hey, I've finished watching." Shirakawa Natsu turned the speed up to three and quickly finished watching. He had the Yellow Hair Massage Techniques provided by the Yellow Hair APP, so he was already very familiar with massage techniques. He only had to watch it once to get a general understanding.

Just like Jiang Enhui said, this was purely a pretext for getting a massage to have physical contact with the rich woman.

It's formal, yet not entirely formal, carrying a hint of ambiguity.

It's similar to how people prefer to find romance within the main storylines of anime.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Enhui snapped out of her daze, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Bai Chuanxia suspiciously: "Hey kid, even if you don't need a professional massage, if it's too perfunctory, I'll deduct the balance from your payment."

“These are very simple, you’ll learn them after watching them once. Do you want to try?” Shirakawa Natsu said, turning off the video.

Jiang Enhui frowned, wanting to agree, but seemed a little hesitant, remembering what had happened with the ashtray earlier.

But the next second, she saw the smile in Shirakawa Natsu's eyes, and her competitive spirit immediately flared up. She raised her wrist to check the time, and there were still twenty minutes until the agreed time: "Kid, don't underestimate a massage."

Jiang Enhui assumed that Bai Chuanxia had watched the video once and thought she knew how to do it, which is a common occurrence.

The brain thinks it has learned it, but the hands haven't.

She needed to let him know that massage wasn't such a simple thing.

Only then can he concentrate on his studies.

It's rare to find a Tokyo University student like Shirakawa Natsu who is both handsome and willing to do this kind of thing.

She had no intention of letting him off the hook after just one time.

Jiang Enhui took off her blazer, leaving only a women's shirt, and sat in her office chair with her back to Bai Chuanxia: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged and looked at her back. The summer white shirt was very thin, and from behind, one could vaguely see the fair skin under the shirt and the bandage of the bra.

Kang Eun-hye has narrow shoulders and is actually thinner than she looks.

“Then I’ll begin.” Shirakawa Natsu stepped forward and placed two thumbs on her spine.

This is the starting gesture of the blond-haired massage technique; he has no intention of using the simple massage shown in the video.

The moment Jiang Enhui was pressed down, her body trembled. Two fingers behind her seemed to be carrying electric arcs, touching some strange spot on her. She had originally intended to teach Bai Chuanxia a lesson, but instead opened her mouth and let out a strange sound: "Ah ha."

Realizing her voice was off, Jiang Enhui immediately yelled, "Hey, kid, you're hurting me!"

"..." Bai Chuanxia's lips twitched. He had seen stubborn people before, but he had never seen anyone as stubborn as Jiang Enhui.

That sound just now didn't seem to be from pain. He wasn't from the East, and to save face for the sake of the atmosphere, he said directly, "You were clearly moaning out of pleasure just now."

Jiang Enhui was taken aback by his words. She hadn't expected this seemingly shy boy to speak so directly. She immediately said, "What do you know? This is pain! Aha! Aha! Aha!"

She said it several more times: "I just like to call you that, is there a problem with that?"

Shirakawa Natsu didn't speak. The blond-haired man's massage technique was a cure for all kinds of dissent. He moved his hands down the spine, applying pressure with nine deep strokes followed by one shallow one, three heavy strokes followed by one light one. His fingers danced on Jiang Enhui's spine like an elegant pianist.

"Ah~ha~" Jiang Enhui couldn't help but let out another whimper that sounded like crying because she was talking. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and forcefully suppressed the sound.

She wanted to stop the massage, but the hands behind her back seemed to possess some kind of special magic, making it impossible for her to say "stop."

She could only cover her mouth with her hand, desperately trying to keep the sound from coming out.

While giving her a massage, Shirakawa Natsumi had a strange expression. Look at her hair piled up at the back of her head, her slender neck, and her transparent white shirt.

He suddenly had an urge to pull out his penis, to spit it on her neck, and then let it flow into the back of her neck collar. With the blond massage technique, she wouldn't even notice.

The thought only appeared for a moment before he banished it from his mind.

Because Jingu Nao left, he developed a desire for indulgence, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Shirakawa Natsumi decided to change the subject with words: "That man from earlier, he's already engaged, right? You seem to like him a lot, isn't that incestuous?"

Despite being controlled by Shirakawa Natsu, Jiang Enhui hurriedly explained, "No...no, his fiancée passed away from illness six years ago. He was a devoted and good man, so he always wore his engagement ring. Besides...we're just friends."

“What the hell is this friend?” Shirakawa Natsu’s lips twitched. Kang Eun-hye’s eyes were practically shining as she looked at Togawa Natsuya: “The way he looks at you doesn’t seem like a normal friend.”

Under the yellow-haired man's massage technique, Jiang Enhui was more dazed than usual. She answered whatever Bai Chuanxia said truthfully: "No, he is a top student from Waseda University. I... I am not good enough for him."

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Was it the Koreans who were crazy, or was it Kang Eunhye who was crazy?

Although this mature woman is a bit worldly and a bit neurotic, her looks and style are no less than those of girl groups, and most importantly, she's a rich woman.

However, Shirakawa Natsume had no interest in any of this. He used his fingers to forcefully move from her spine to her tailbone.

"Ah ha..." Jiang Enhui let out another suppressed groan.

At this moment, in the logistics minister's office, Togawa Natsuya was also sitting in an office chair, and the laptop on the table was playing a video of Shirakawa Natsuya massaging Kang Eunhye.

Meanwhile, Natsuya Togawa was holding a woman's high heel that had broken off.

He stared at the screen, his other hand twitching incessantly, his face flushed an unnatural red.

Chapter 138 is very proactive

After the massage ended, Shirakawa Natsu withdrew her hand and asked Jiang Enhui, who was covering her mouth with her hand, "How did you feel, boss?"

Jiang Enhui's cheeks flushed, she straightened her back, and stubbornly replied, "It's alright, dealing with customers isn't a big problem."

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled twice. As long as the money was right, he couldn't be bothered to expose her for this kind of talk-off behavior.

Jiang Enhui's flushed face gradually subsided, and she slowly calmed down. She checked the time and said, "It's almost time. Let's go to the lobby to greet them."

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, watching Kang Eunhye put on her clothes, fix her hair, and instantly transform into a strong woman. She suddenly said, "Actually, education and such are not that important."

Jiang Enhui glanced at him, crossed her arms, and rolled her eyes: "Are you, a top student from Dongda University, mocking me by saying this?"

"..." Shirakawa Natsu thought this older sister was really good at roasting people. Are all Koreans tough, or is she the only one like this?

She has a pretty face, but it's all for nothing.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't bother to say anything and followed behind her out of the office.

During their visit, female staff members in nursing uniforms greeted the two of them with a bow, addressing them as "General Manager Jiang."

They kept glancing at Shirakawa Natsumi, seemingly quite interested in this handsome new colleague.

"The massage is the last part for the customer." Jiang Enhui walked ahead in high heels and said, "After you finish massaging her, there is a shower in the room. If she invites you to help her take a shower, you can agree or refuse. We will not interfere. However, there is usually a tip, after all, we are a legitimate beauty salon."

“I don’t think a legitimate beauty salon would keep emphasizing that it’s legitimate.” Shirakawa Natsumi said, her gaze drifting to her high heels.

Jiang Enhui's high heels are higher than most girls', making a "clack-clack" sound when she walks.

Therefore, she appears to have a more mature and sophisticated aura.

"Hey, where are you looking?" Jiang Enhui turned her head, a smile playing on her lips. "Aren't your feet pretty, sister?"

As she spoke, she placed one hand on her waist and bent one leg slightly, striking a pose.