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

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Upon hearing the name, Inagawa Hanahi walked up to him, and to his astonishment, pulled out a pistol and shoved it directly into his pants.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot.

"Ah?!?!" Changshan Qi clutched his groin, rolled on the ground, and let out a series of heart-wrenching screams.

This scene stunned all the male prostitutes around them, who all shrank back.

Inagawa Hanahi's gaze swept over the crowd, and those whose eyes fell upon her all lowered their heads, trembling, and dared not meet her eyes.

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?" Inagawa Hanahi asked in a calm voice.

At this moment, everyone was trembling and speechless.

That was a real shot.

Judging from the screams, the area below was definitely blown up.

At this moment, Changshan screamed for a while, then fainted from the pain.

Several gangsters carried him away.

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. Inagawa Hanahi certainly didn't fire the gun randomly; he had prepared a few names beforehand, intending to castrate them to establish his authority.

These are guys who collude with gangsters, forcing girls to take out loans to pay for male escorts' drinks, and ultimately being driven to bankruptcy and forced into prostitution.

Even in death, he served the people by ridding them of a scourge.

At that moment, no one dared to speak.

“It seems we’ve reached an agreement.” Inagawa Hanahi looked at Nagasawa Oto and smiled. “Nagasawa Otoko, you have a month to earn 10 billion yen. As for what kind of project to donate it to, I’ll avoid specifying anything to avoid risk. I don’t think you’ll play me for a fool, right?”

“I…” Nagasawa Oto wanted to bang her head against a wall and die, but when she met Inagawa Hanahi’s gaze, she nodded: “I…I understand.”

"Don't worry, I'm not some kind of demon." Inagawa Hanahi raised her head and pointed at Shirakawa Natsu: "You're in charge of earning 4 million, and who's the top star in your shop?"

“Him!” Shirakawa Natsumi pointed at Kimura Tomohisa.

Chapter 538 Starting the mission

"You?!!" Kimura Tomohisa stared at Shirakawa Natsu, veins bulging on his forehead, but Inagawa Hanahi stood aside, furious but not daring to say a word.

Just now, the assistant store manager, Nagasaki, was really shot in the groin by a pistol.

His pitiful screams still echo in my ears.

“Since you encouraged him to open the bottle, you’ll be responsible for 3 million yen.” Inagawa Hanahi said with a smile in her eyes.

Tomohisa Kimura's expression shifted between light and dark. He gritted his teeth, wanting to explain that it really had nothing to do with him, and that it was this lunatic who suggested opening the bottles.

Mizuki Izumi and Nishino had their heads bowed low.

Here's a setup: Shirakawa Natsumi enters the store, and another person handles the card payment. If it really comes down to splitting the blame, neither of them can escape responsibility.

Inagawa Hanahi seemed completely unconcerned about the two, staring coldly at Kimura Tomohisa: "Are you questioning my proposal?"

Her voice turned cold, reflecting on her long career as a triad leader, though she had always been a mascot.

But she had a firm grasp on the art of pretentiousness.

Tomohisa Kimura was just a male escort, and he couldn't stand this kind of pressure. He lowered his head and said, "No...no."

“Very good.” Inagawa Hanahi smiled again and looked at Nagasawa Oto: “The remaining 100 million yen will be divided equally among all the male hosts in the shop.”

Nagasawa Oto's face lit up with joy. Ignoring the pleading look Kimura Tomohisa gave her, she nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely do it for you."

It's certainly unfair to be inexplicably burdened with a debt of 100 million yen.

But this also depends on the comparison.

Compared to the initial debt of 1 billion, it has been reduced by 90%, and each of the dozen or so male escorts in the shop only has a debt of 10 million.

They're a host club in Ginza, and this level of revenue is really not much for them in a month.

Look at Shirakawa Natsumi and Kimura Tomohisa, one has 400 million and the other has 300 million.

Nagasawa Oto suddenly felt that Inagawa Hanahito was actually quite nice.

“Very good, it seems we have reached an agreement.” Inagawa Hanahi glanced at the man with the split face beside her: “For the next month, we will be responsible for protecting everyone’s safety. The name of our Inagawa-kai is still very useful.”

"Hmph, thank you, Chairman Inagawa." Nagasawa Oto complimented him while suppressing her disgust.

What protection? It's just surveillance.

Fortunately, the pressure on sales volume wasn't too great. As for Shirakawa Natsumi, she wished she could devour him alive.

It's a shame that Tomohisa Kimura, the top host club host, has been retired.

But it's just a pity.

The host club will continue to operate as usual no matter who leaves, so all she can do is pray for her former top host.

“If you haven’t earned enough money in a month,” Inagawa Hanahi said, her gaze sweeping over the two of them, her smile growing even brighter. “With your good looks, you’ll definitely have a lot of old men who will like you and you can fetch a good price.”

Tomohisa Kimura's face turned pale instantly.

He just imagined that scene, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Wait, Chairman." Shirakawa Natsu suddenly raised his hand. His action drew fierce looks from the people around him, who were afraid that this bastard would say something strange that would implicate them. "Although I really want to help you earn 400 million a month, that's a bit too difficult. I think the most important thing is to show you my earning ability."

"Speak." Inagawa Hanahi looked at him.

“It’s simple.” Shirakawa Natsumi pointed at Kimura Tomohisa: “Whoever has lower performance, me or him, goes to compensate the old man, how about that?”

The tense atmosphere around them instantly relaxed when they heard that his suggestion had nothing to do with them.

Everyone turned to look at Tomohisa Kimura.

Although everyone is now inexplicably burdened with a debt of ten million, seeing this 4,3 combination instantly makes one feel much more relaxed.

Tomohisa Kimura was also stunned, looking at Natsumi Shirakawa in disbelief. He was the shop's top star, how dare he do that?

But after a brief moment of surprise, I felt relieved.

His debt is 400 million, which is impossible to repay, but by dragging others into the competition, there is at least a glimmer of hope.

"Hahaha~" Inagawa Hanahi burst into laughter, then looked up at the two of them: "Your suggestion is interesting, but I've thought of an even more interesting way to play."

Her gaze swept over the two of them: "You compete fairly, whoever has the higher sales volume wins. And the debt of the winner will be transferred to the loser."

"Great!" Kimura Tomohisa's eyes lit up when he heard this, looking at Inagawa Hanahi. There was such a good thing.

He glanced at Shirakawa Natsu out of the corner of his eye. This guy was kind of handsome, but if he was just handsome, he would be too naive to think he could do a good job as a male escort.

As expected, Shirakawa Natsu's face turned pale instantly upon hearing this, but she dared not disobey Inagawa Hanahi and gritted her teeth, saying, "Fine."

"Ha." Kimura Tomohisa just wanted to laugh out loud three times. Fair competition, what do you have to compare with me?

"Clap clap clap!" Inagawa Hanahi clapped her hands: "Since both parties agree, the bet is in effect, and this agreement is guaranteed by my Inagawa Association."

"No problem." Kimura Tomohisa's gaze towards Inagawa Hanahi had changed; she was actually quite nice, and very beautiful.

He began to have some wicked thoughts, such as how to win her favor.

Power is readily available.

He rose through the ranks from the countryside, seizing every opportunity to climb the ladder, which is how he got to where he is today.

This may be the most crucial opportunity of one's life.

As for the bet with Shirakawa Natsu, he didn't care at all. He couldn't imagine how he could lose to him in a performance contest.

All he wants now is to demonstrate his earning power, or perhaps take the opportunity to get closer to the young lady in front of him.

"I look forward to your wonderful performance." Inagawa Hanahi turned to the slit-mouthed man and said, "Send them back. Their safety is your responsibility for the next month."

"Yes, boss!" The man with the split mouth and his henchmen bowed at a ninety-degree angle in unison. "Please rest assured!"

Inagawa Hanahi glanced at everyone present one last time, then turned and left with a half-smile.

"Let's go," the man with the split mouth said to the group of male escorts.

More than ten people once again took a van back to the host club.

"Please take good care of me over the next month!" Shirakawa Natsu greeted everyone with a smile, acting like a new employee.

Store manager Nagasawa Oto was speechless. This guy really wasn't afraid of death.

"Okay, Izumi Mizusaki will teach you the shop rules. Do a good job." Nagasawa Oto wanted to shove his head into the toilet, but she knew there was no need to cause trouble at this point. It was only a matter of a month anyway.

She also wanted to improve her relationship with Inagawa Hanahi.

In the adult world, everything revolves around profit. The money has already been spent, and if she could cooperate with Tokyo's largest yakuza group, it would bring her enormous benefits.

"Mizuki Izumi-senpai, nice to meet you." Shirakawa Natsu greeted her warmly.

"No need, come with me." Mizuki Izumi's expression was equally complicated. He had inexplicably been burdened with a debt of ten million in revenue, but fortunately it was just revenue. She was too lazy to kick him while he was down and just hoped to get through this month peacefully.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu followed behind Mizuki Izumi.

Starting today, I'll become a male escort, then defeat Kimura Tomohisa head-on and complete the PK mission.

I've already exchanged a bottle of life potion for Auntie, and Sister Cai should also prepare one.

Chapter 539 Pure Love Has Vegetables

“A bottle of champagne costs 8 yen, which is our main source of business.” Mizusaki Izumi picked up a bottle of champagne and waved it in front of Shirakawa Natsumi: “If someone orders two bottles at a time, or eight or sixteen, we can arrange them into a water tower.”

"I see." Shirakawa Natsu listened attentively. So far, in the yellow-haired PK mission, Kimura Tomohisa's health bar was still full.

If you want to defeat him, you can't rely on spending money to complete tasks; he won't accept that.

There's only one way to completely break him down: steal all his customers with your own strength.

"What do you think is the essence of being a male escort?" Mizuki Izumi had been badly tricked by Shirakawa Natsu, but she had no resistance to younger, handsome men.

She was happy to explain some things about male escorts to him.

The thought that such a handsome guy would have to go and make money with the old man if he lost the bet is quite exciting.

Mizuki Izumi licked her lips, her gaze falling on Shirakawa Natsu. She was a lesbian, but she also liked good-looking men and was happy to try her luck with handsome guys.

"Should we let the guests enjoy the experience of being in love?" Shirakawa Natsu replied after thinking for a moment.

“No.” Mizuki Izumi leaned closer, her face only two centimeters away from his: “A male escort is someone who, without breaking the law, makes customers so infatuated with you that they are willing to spend a lot of money on you.”

"..." Shirakawa Natsu leaned back and took a half step back. The host was really ruthless and direct.

“For example, if you tell a customer, ‘If you open the first bottle of wine for me, we’ll get married,’ or ‘I’ll pay you back,’” Mizuki Izumi chuckled. “You’d be arrested for fraud.”

She pointed to Tomohisa Kimura beside her: "Using persuasive language, even if you're the defendant, you can easily get away with it. That's the essence of a male escort. He's a master of this skill."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Kimura Tomohisa, who was sitting in a booth, drinking with others, completely disregarding the bet.

The blond guy selected by the blond-haired app is indeed quite capable.

“I often think of you.” Mizuki Izumi leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “When I think of you, I forget about work.”

She patted Shirakawa Natsu's shoulder: "A male escort can't say 'I like you' out loud. Instead, he uses ordinary words to make the other person misunderstand it as ambiguous language."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu admitted that these male escorts were genuinely good, completely different from the cheesy pick-up lines he had imagined.

“Treat all women as customers.” Mizuki Izumi’s voice was seductive: “Not to mention the customers in the shop, but also your chat platforms, friends, ex-girlfriends, all of these are part of the business. That’s how you can generate sales.”

After saying that, Mizuki Izumi stepped back and said, "That's all I've taught you. You can learn the rest at work. It's almost dawn, so you can go home now and come to work tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you." Shirakawa Natsu respectfully expressed his gratitude, then looked around. The slit-mouthed man and his men were sitting around the perimeter, ostensibly to keep watch.

We've already collected all the male escorts' information to prevent them from running away.

There were no customers in the store, but these people, seeing the menacing-looking gangsters, didn't dare to leave and hid in the booths without saying a word.

Shirakawa Natsu was the first to leave.

As he approached the door, he saw a male escort leaning against it, smoking. The escort looked at him with disdain and said, "You look pretty good in women's clothes. You should go to the brothel across the street. Selling your body to pay off your debts would be faster."

He was one of the people who had been drinking with Tomohisa Kimura earlier, and it was clear that he had been encouraged by Tomohisa Kimura.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't even glance at him before leaving. He had already passed the stage of trying to show off in front of such insignificant figures.

It seems that Tomohisa Kimura, as the top performer, has many die-hard fans in the store.

In the booth, Tomohisa Kimura watched him leave, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.