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

The sweetness exploded in my mouth; it's hard to find sweets in a hospital.

Because of my date with Arina Hashimoto, the food tasted ten times sweeter than I remembered.

"Yes." Hashimoto Arina smiled sweetly and took out a handkerchief to wipe the cream off his lips.

Then, with a mischievous grin, she snatched the half-eaten cream cake from his hand.

Throw it into your mouth in one gulp, chew it twice, and then swallow it in one go.

It's hard to imagine that her small, cherry-like mouth could swallow such a huge object; in a sense, girls are truly versatile.

Hashimoto Arina covered her face, feeling happy from eating sweets. She then finished her cold water in one gulp and grabbed his arm, saying, "Come on, let's explore all of Akihabara today."

She took Shirakawa Natsu's hand and enthusiastically walked around the roadside guardrail.

I skillfully entered the building adorned with giant game characters, and could already hear the commotion and noise coming from inside.

“Video games, have you ever played any, Natsu?” Hashimoto Arina pulled him in front of a video game machine: “It brings back so many memories.”

The image shows a handsome young man with short white hair, arms outstretched, and a circle tattoo on his chest.

The King of Fighters, a memory for a generation.

"I've played it before." Shirakawa Natsumi asked, "Is Arina-nee good at it?"

"Hehe, when I was little, there was a video game store next to the hospital. My dad often had surgeries late, so he would ask the store owner to take care of me." Hashimoto Arina rolled up her sleeves and laughed, "Let's have a showdown."

"Let me help Sister Yu Cai carry your things." Shirakawa Natsumi scratched the back of her head: "Although I want to play, I'm not very good at video games, it would be embarrassing."

He then looked eager to try, his eyes darting around the machine, but he seemed hesitant to do so.

Seeing his little gesture, Hashimoto Arina took his hand and said, "It's okay. If Natsu wins a game, I'll grant Natsu any request."

"Really...really?" A sly glint flashed in Shirakawa Natsu's eyes.

You can extract the favorability rating of the yellow-haired guy's APP twice during the strategy process. The second extraction must be done when you reach 100 points.

If we can make good use of this opportunity, we might be able to create a miracle.

He used to spend a lot of time in arcades, and in order to play a little longer, he carefully studied the skills and moves of each character.

He's the strongest on that street. Now, let Hashimoto Arina see what cruelty is.

The fight between the two quickly attracted onlookers, who stopped to watch and exclaimed in amazement.

"My God, is this the legendary 10-fold cut? That's amazing!"

The word "KO" appears on the screen, followed by the victorious character making a taunting gesture towards the outside of the screen.

Shirakawa Natsu covered her face with her hands, beginning to question her life, wondering where things had gone wrong.

He should have been the one to trick the innocent Hashimoto Arina.

"Hehe, I was once the runner-up in the Tokyo City First-Class Tournament!" Hashimoto Arina said proudly, patting his head with a smile.

"How could I possibly win!" Shirakawa Natsu said helplessly as she was pulled up from her seat.

The two then went to try their luck at the claw machine and the gashapon machine.

We played in the arcade until sunset, filled with laughter and joy, before finally leaving.

"I'm so happy~" Hashimoto Arina walked lightly, hugged his arm, and looked up: "I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time."

“If Sister Cai likes it, we can come and play often in the future.” Shirakawa Natsumi took her hand in return.

Hashimoto Arina did not struggle; her hand was held in his palm.

Her hands were much smaller than Shirakawa Natsu's; one hand could easily hold them in its palm, as if enveloping her.

"We need a fireworks display right now." Shirakawa Natsu looked up at the sky, where the stars twinkled. Looking up at the sky with different people gives you a completely different feeling.

At this moment, all the stars in the sky are beautifully shaped.

Hashimoto Arina followed his gaze and looked up at the sky.

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt her head resting on his shoulder.

"I sometimes think like that," Hashimoto Arina said with a smile, her voice soft and gentle.

"If we met as ordinary classmates, would Xia still like me? If we dated, would we go to class together, leave school together, go on dates together, study together, and encourage each other to get into our desired schools?"

Shirakawa Natsu tilted her head slightly and touched it with hers: "There's no need to think about that kind of thing. No matter when or how we meet, I will be attracted to Arina-nee."

After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Hashimoto Arina's prominent chest. The attraction he mentioned definitely referred to her personality and character, and had nothing to do with her large breasts.

"Mmm." Hashimoto Arina closed her eyes and quietly nestled on his shoulder.

The two took the tram back to the hospital, and Hashimoto Arina dropped him off at the corner of the hospital gate.

They dared not go any further; if someone discovered that the attending physician and the patient were dating, there would be no shortage of gossip.

The hospital just dealt with one case last week, and everyone is on edge right now.

The corner was backlit, so the two of them weren't afraid of being seen by people coming out of the hospital.

"See you tomorrow." Shirakawa Natsu waved with a smile: "Just drop it off here, I can go over myself."

Hashimoto Arina hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to hug me?"

Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback for a moment, then immediately put on a smile: "Of course."

Hashimoto Arina opened her arms, and the two embraced.

When I held her in my arms, I was surprised to find that she, who usually seemed like a tall and big older sister, was actually quite petite.

Perhaps it was because she always appeared so powerful that she seemed so tall.

She's just an ordinary girl.

The two hugged for a while before reluctantly separating; he actually wanted to hug her a little longer.

But with my chest being squeezed, I'm worried my little brother won't be able to handle it, which is quite a downer.

When the two parted, Shirakawa Natsu noticed that her eyes were red and there were tears welling up in them.

"You have a vegetable sister?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing." Hashimoto Arina quickly turned her head away, covering her eyes with her sleeve: "I suddenly remembered the manuscript you drew for me."

"This is the first time I've had such a relaxed date, so I feel so happy."

"Thank you for creating such wonderful memories for me. It seems I can go to sleep with a happy heart tonight."

“Sister Cai.” Shirakawa Natsu reached out and grasped her arms, opening her mouth.

"Honestly, you're a mature adult; I should be the one giving you strength." Hashimoto Arina wiped away her tears, a smile spreading across her face. "Let's go now, get some rest tonight~"

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu withdrew his hand, knowing that if he continued to be so reluctant to part, he would never have to go back.

"See you tomorrow, Sister Cai."

After he finished speaking, he walked out from around the corner and headed towards the hospital. As he stepped into the hospital gate...

Turning around, I saw Hashimoto Arina emerge from around the corner, looking at me, but her body was still mostly obscured by the black reflection of the wall.

Shirakawa Natsume secretly waved goodbye to him, not knowing if she could see it.

He returned to his ward, and because of his cheerful mood, he felt much more relaxed than usual.

Shirakawa Natsu sniffed her arm; she'd been hugged by Hashimoto Arina all day, and her clothes still smelled of her.

He closed his eyes; the feeling of being in love was surprisingly good.

"APP!" Shirakawa Natsu suddenly opened his eyes. After being beaten into despair at the arcade, he was healed by Hashimoto Arina.

So caught up in the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, I became so engrossed in the date that I almost forgot about the important business.

He quickly took out his phone, turned it on, and could feel his heart pounding.

The screen still displays a 3D animated version of Arina Hashimoto, her chest rising and falling with her slight movements.

The favorability rating column is no longer 96 as it was yesterday, but a heart that is almost full.

Favorability: ninety-nine.

"Ah!!!" Shirakawa Natsu felt her blood rush to her head and almost dropped her phone.

"Calm down, calm down!" Shirakawa Natsumi desperately suppressed his emotions. He felt that he was only a thin membrane away from success.

If you dare to break through, you will open up a truly new world.

But now we're missing that crucial element; we can't find the right method. No matter how hard we try, all we can do is get frustrated and red-faced, and nothing gets done.

"I'm so close to success. Stay calm, you can do it," Shirakawa Natsu began to tell herself.

With his efforts, his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He slept soundly that night, and in his dream, Hashimoto Arina was lying next to him.

However, this time it wasn't the arm that was being clamped.

The next day arrived quickly, and Hashimoto Arina came to the ward once in the morning, as usual.

She acted exactly as usual; the gentle, girlish side of her from yesterday seemed to have been hidden away.

Instead, we still see the strong, sunny, and hopeful Hashimoto Arina.

"Is this what they call changing the sound effects along with the skin?" Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her white coat and flesh-colored stockings under her short skirt.

He prefers black stockings, but Hashimoto Arina is in the hospital and always wears flesh-colored stockings, which is a real shame.

It seems that to realize this wish, we'll have to wait until the two of us are closer, perhaps during a date, before we can unlock it.

After Hashimoto Arina passed away, he sat on his hospital bed and continued drawing the sequel to "Bleach".

The following chapters are what truly elevate this comic to legendary status.

He needs more royalties and fame to make his strategy work much easier.

Filled with hope for the future, he painted three times faster than usual.

In the afternoon, Miyuki came to the hospital to pick up his manuscript. The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what happened yesterday.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't know if she had studied online when she got home yesterday, but today her leather jacket was zipped up instead of open.

This caused the leather jacket to puff out at the chest area. Miyuki's figure is actually quite good.

Unlike the case where the curve proportions are exaggerated due to the large size.

Mi no Shiki simply because he supports her.

"You plan to continue serializing 'Bleach'?" Mikoto asked without avoiding his gaze. "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"

"It's nothing." Shirakawa Natsu shook his head; he had just remembered his dream from last night for a moment.

A serious question popped into my mind: is the ability to be straightforward due to the other person being more powerful or to myself being less powerful?

Chapter 9 My Childhood Sweetheart is Quite Outrageous

"Why has it started serialization again?" Miyuki sat on the caregiver's chair next to the hospital bed, picked up the manuscript and began to look through it.

She flipped through the pages slowly, her eyes following the movement of the manuscript as she looked at it very carefully.

"Yanogami, you're not a fan of mine, are you?" Shirakawa Natsu teased. When he first took out the Bleach manuscript, Yanogami commented that only chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) would like it.

"I'm reviewing the manuscript." Mikoto said seriously, and if you only looked at her expression, you would really believe her.

Shirakawa Natsu wanted to learn how to control his facial expressions from her, so he put on a cool and aloof expression and seriously flipped through the manga that Shirakawa Natsu mentioned as being in the late stages of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Miyuki spent half an hour flipping through the 63-page manuscript until she reached the last page. She then closed the manuscript, flattened it with her hand, and carefully placed it into the envelope used to store the artwork.

After finishing everything, he turned to Shirakawa Natsumi and said, "I want to talk to you about the request I made yesterday."

Shirakawa Natsu knew she was referring to commissioning an investigation into Hashimoto Arina, but the mention of a commission...

The strange sensation of being enveloped involuntarily surfaced in my mind: warm, moist, wriggling, sticky, alluring, and... excruciating pain.

"It's not about mouth. I didn't study after I got home last night." Miyuki said casually, as if it wasn't a big deal. "Why would you want to date Hashimoto Arina?"

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. He couldn't possibly say it was because of the app, so he wanted to find an excuse to cover it up first.

"At first, I thought it was because of that woman's gentleness that you had unrealistic fantasies." Mikoto cut him off before he could speak, silencing his excuse.

"But after I thought about it carefully when I got home last night, I realized that's not the case."