socalfunplaces Page 124
Page 124
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi could only nod, not daring to make a sound, and silently put her phone into her pocket.
He can't exactly say, "I was planning to buy it for Miyuki."
"Xia, please come to my office." Kimura Momo smiled at her, then turned and walked ahead.
Shirakawa Natsu quickly picked up her book and followed, ignoring the envious glances from those around her.
The two walked down the corridor to the office.
"I made chicken soup tonight," Kimura Momo said with a smile. "I'll bring it to your room when you get home."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange as she looked Kimura Momo up and down. "Why are you suddenly so concerned about me?"
The idea of fox stewing chicken soup feels rather peculiar.
Momo Kimura had always maintained an outsider's perspective and never got involved in anything concerning him.
When being sexually assaulted, he would lie flat and enjoy it, never actively asking for anything in return.
"You don't look well these past few days." Kimura Momo turned around and smiled. "You are the partner I've chosen. Even I sometimes want to experience human feelings."
Shirakawa Natsu looked at her suspiciously, "You haven't fallen for me, have you?"
The two tried all sorts of positions, but Shirakawa Natsu never felt love from the lecherous fox.
This is completely different from when I'm with Nao Jingu and Arina Hashimoto.
He was certain that if he were killed one day, Kimura Momo would not have any psychological reaction and would immediately find another partner.
The two reached the office door, where Kimura Momo stopped and smiled, "Do you expect me to do nothing for you when you're feeling down?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. After Miyuki and Jingu Nao left, it suddenly became quiet around him.
When she was lonely, it was Kimura Momo who kept her company, although a strange NTR-like process ensued when she received a call from Hashimoto Arina.
But after he saw Natsuya die, Kimura Momo wearing a very thin, sexy nightgown eased his fear.
Shirakawa Natsumi touched her head: "Thank you. If it weren't for you taking care of me, I would probably still be living in fear."
"Hmph." Kimura Momo chuckled, then suddenly said, "Why don't we go find Jingu Nao? I think I can find out where she is."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsumi trembled and looked at Kimura Momo, who didn't seem to be lying: "Are you serious? Why?"
When Jingu Nao left, she left no message or clue, so it was impossible to find her.
But if it's a freakish stock like Kimura Momo, then this is a different story. Would you call this exploiting a bug?
Kimura Momo smiled and placed one hand on her chest: "After Jingu Nao and Miyuki left, I could feel that I was in a good mood these days. Of course, I'm not sure if it's because of their departure."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange. This frank way of speaking from the lecherous fox was very unhuman.
This made him feel strange.
“For example, imprisoning you or taking you back to the mountains would be a good opportunity,” Kimura Momo said with a smile. “I have carefully considered this option.”
Shirakawa Natsu's legs went weak, her mouth slightly agape as she stared in disbelief at Kimura Momo. How could this woman speak in such a tone, uttering such terrifying words? Had she just brushed past a savage?
“But since the other women left on their own, I feel a little… well, to put it in human terms, I’m not happy about it.” Kimura Momo smiled. “Just consider it my jealousy as a woman. So I want to help you find Jingu Nao to relieve this strange feeling of irritation.”
“No.” Shirakawa Natsu’s lips twitched. “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t get involved in human affairs? Why are you imprisoning her and going to find Jingu Nao?”
"Isn't it normal for foxes to be fickle?" Kimura Momo smiled.
Shirakawa Natsu felt that what she said made a lot of sense, and she couldn't even find any reason to refute it.
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Although I really want to see her, she told me before she left that she would come back to find me after she finished everything."
"I have done everything I could to keep her. I have done all that I could."
"The only remaining choice is to believe her."
As Shirakawa Natsumi spoke, he turned his head and looked at the sky, wondering where Jingu Nao was now, and whether she was looking at the same sky as him.
She must be thinking about herself right now.
He had another reason he didn't mention: even with the Huangmao app around, he couldn't wholeheartedly love her.
“When she comes to me,” Shirakawa Natsu said with a smile, “I will definitely become the person she likes.”
"Anyway, thank you, Zaonv."
His thank you came from the bottom of his heart. He looked at Kimura Momo, scratched the back of his head shyly, and said, "I don't know how to thank you."
"Then let's go on a date," Kimura Momo said with a smile. "Tomorrow is the weekend, let's go on a date together, as a couple."
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, looking at the lecherous fox whose eyes were smiling like crescent moons, with a strange expression, wondering if she had been tricked.
"I'm looking forward to tomorrow." Kimura Momo smiled, waved to him, and turned to go into her office.
Shirakawa Natsumi was left standing there for a while before she took out her phone, opened the Yellow Hair app, and suddenly noticed that the favorability rating had increased from 59 to 61.
It seems that after all the women around him left, the rate at which the lecherous fox's favorability increased significantly.
"Could this lecherous fox actually have feelings for me?" Shirakawa Natsu had a strange expression. Why did she have this feeling of a goddess descending to earth?
He looked at Kimura Momo as if she were a flower in the fog; he didn't even know which of her words were true.
Shirakawa Natsu quickly realized that if his affection for Kimura Momo really increased, wouldn't that mean that he had reached the main storyline he had almost forgotten about, and it was possible that he could complete it?
After defeating Maki Hojo, you'll get a buff that reduces point consumption, making it easier to complete the main quest – double the joy!
Shirakawa Natsu stood by the railing, looking at the clear sky. What were Hashimoto Arina and Jingu Nao doing right now?
At this time in France, the sun is just about to set.
Those who can afford to study at this school all come from wealthy families, and the student dormitories are in no way inferior to those of a five-star hotel.
The bathroom inside is large enough to accommodate several people.
At this moment, the bathroom was filled with wisps of steam.
The poignant sunset shone through the opaque window, illuminating the two beautiful young women's bodies as they frolicked and washed.
"Seriously, can't you wash yourself?" Hashimoto Arina, like a gentle older sister, wiped the shower gel on the smooth back of the girl in front of her.
"Hehe~ Because Sister Cai will help me wash~" The girl said with a mischievous smile, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Compared to Youcai, she was hardly plump; her smooth abdomen, supple waist, and long, beautiful legs seemed to be still developing.
She looked so slender and full of youthful energy.
The two people stood together, their bodies completely different in shape, exuding a breathtaking beauty.
It seems that they wanted to enjoy this unrestrained comfort.
Even the usually shy Hashimoto Arina was completely naked.
It's simply a beautiful painting of an angel emerging from the bath.
"Why did Nana come to learn to draw?" Hashimoto Arina asked as she helped Nana wipe her body.
Her name is in Osas, which is a bit of a tongue twister, so she usually calls her by the last syllable of her name, Nana.
Nana is 168cm tall, which is only slightly shorter than her who is 171cm tall.
Both of them are young and beautiful, but their demeanor suggests a generational difference.
Nana has such a strong girlish vibe, like a naive high school student.
Hashimoto Arina often lamented that, despite being friends, she was once mistaken by a shop assistant for a young mother with her daughter while shopping.
This hurt her for a long time.
She suddenly thought of Shirakawa Natsu. If Nana stood next to him, they would definitely look like a couple.
As soon as the thought crossed Hashimoto Arina's mind, she immediately shook her head. Really, how could she have such a terrible idea?
"Of course, it's to get back at my boyfriend~" Nana pouted and placed her arm in the middle of Hashimoto Arina's chest. When she found that Arina could hold her slender arm, she was instantly deflated.
"Don't move." Hashimoto Arina shoved her arm away. Although hugging and cuddling were normal among young women, she still found it hard to accept and asked curiously, "Are you getting revenge on your boyfriend?"
“Yes.” Nana nodded, pouting, “I want to become a girl lover, and then flirt with his girlfriend, so he can experience what it’s like to have the person he likes with someone else.”
"..." Hashimoto Arina's lips twitched, and she punched her on the head, scolding, "What are you all talking about?"
"Hehe, of course I was just kidding." Nana leaned back against her, a hint of helplessness on her face: "Who can blame me for liking him? After all, in one's life, there are very few opportunities to meet someone you truly like."
After she finished speaking, she added, "Of course, that doesn't mean I can tolerate him; he must pay the price."
Hashimoto Arina shook her head, gradually getting used to her friend's carefree personality: "I'm going back to Japan next month, Nana, want to come along?"
"Of course!" Nana said, emphasizing each word. "I'm really looking forward to it! With Sister Cai's boyfriend!"
Chapter 156 A Serious Date
Shirakawa Natsu has dated many girls, such as Hashimoto Arina and Jingu Nao; the former was gentle, the latter noisy.
Hashimoto Arina is more like a gentle older sister who plays with her younger brother. Even if his request is excessive, she will not refuse it if he insists.
Shirakawa Natsu really enjoyed watching this gentle older sister, who was shyly forced into strange poses. This kind of older sister who wouldn't refuse him was always a very awkward fantasy for him.
Jingu Nao is quite noisy; being with her feels more like playing with a friend her own age.
She would tease him during their dates, and the quirky little witch found it amusing to recall.
Kimura Momo is completely different from all of the above, and Shirakawa Natsu even felt like she was walking a pet.
Even though it was a date, Zao Nu's attention was entirely focused on the new things around her.
She was dressed as a woman today, wearing a simple women's shirt and plaid skirt, and ordinary low-heeled shoes.
Even though they are just ordinary outfits, they all look perfect together.
She wasn't a mature beauty like Hashimoto Arina, nor was she youthful and beautiful like Jingu Nao. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what made her beautiful; she was simply flawlessly beautiful, and just by standing there, she could attract everyone's attention.
Shirakawa Natsumi felt extremely uncomfortable watching this.
"Ahem, Zaonv, why don't you wear some sunglasses?" Shirakawa Natsu picked up a pair of sunglasses from the shelf next to her and handed them over.
Kimura Momo smiled and obediently took the sunglasses and put them on.
With one-third of her face covered, she was noticeably less noticed by those around her.
Shirakawa Natsu silently watched her. She had come on this date today with the aim of advancing the main storyline.
After Jingu Nao and Miyuki left, the fox's favorability rating increased significantly faster than before.
If possible, he would be happy to pursue the seductive fox, as he's constantly stuck on the main storyline, which is seriously affecting his points efficiency.
Kimura Momo picked up a pure white dress, held it to her chest, and asked Shirakawa Natsu with a smile, "Does this look good?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. After a while, she nodded: "It looks good."
The praise is heartfelt; Kimura Momo no longer needs clothes to enhance her beauty. Just standing there is the most vivid interpretation of the word "beauty."
What he was concerned about was why the lecherous fox would suddenly ask him such a question.
Shirakawa Natsu doesn't think Kimura Momo cares about whether her clothes look good.
"Is there something strange about me?" Kimura Momo put the dress back on the shelf and tidied it up, then picked up another low-cut style and held it up against herself.
Shirakawa Natsu turned her head away. This somewhat sexy outfit looked strangely alluring on the lecherous fox. She replied, "It's not strange, it's just unexpected. When you said we'd have a date for the weekend, I thought you were going to ask me to do something outrageous. But it turned out we were just going shopping. It's surprisingly ordinary."
“It’s not ordinary for me.” Kimura Momo held the sexy low-cut dress in her hand, took Shirakawa Natsu’s hand, and said, “I’m experiencing my first date as a human being, asking my boyfriend what he likes. Since I have no experience, I spent the whole night learning online.”
As Shirakawa Natsu walked hand in hand with her, her feelings were complicated. It felt strange that Shirakawa Natsu had openly mentioned searching for dating tips online the night before their date, something so naive for a young girl.
While he was in a daze, Kimura Momo pulled him into the dressing room and closed the door behind him.
Kimura Momo reached out and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her curvaceous body.
"What the hell?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange. What was going on this time?
While he was still in a daze, Kimura Momo had already squatted down, unzipped his casual pants, and opened her mouth.
The changing room was cramped, and when she squatted down, her head had limited range of movement.
"Wait, slow down." Shirakawa Natsu quickly covered her head with one hand: "What are you up to now?"
Kimura Momo held one hand, slightly raised her head, and explained, "I saw a guide online that said after picking out your favorite clothes, you can take your boyfriend into the fitting room and have him pay for them."
After she finished speaking, she turned around, one hand on the wooden door of the dressing room, the other lifting her skirt.
The locker room was cramped, and the two were practically pressed together.
Kimura Momo turned to look at him, and seeing Shirakawa Natsu's strange expression, tilted her head and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"