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

Hojo Maki's feet are actually thinner than Kanna's, probably because as a police inspector, she has a long-term habit of exercising.

When walking in high heels, the lines of the legs bulge slightly with each step.

It has the fullness unique to mature women.

Shirakawa Natsu's attention, however, was entirely focused on her pubic bone.

With each step Hojo Maki took, her trench coat swayed with her movements, momentarily revealing her crotchless underwear beneath ultra-thin stockings between her legs.

But it will be covered up again in just a moment.

Shirakawa Natsumi wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the flesh-colored sheer stockings below her pubic bone were a bit darker than the rest of her body.

He originally thought that Miyuki would provoke her through language while walking her around.

But the truth is that Miyuki seems to genuinely enjoy the dog-walking process, just smiling as she adjusts the position with the leash without saying a word.

The three of them continued forward into the night, with only the constant chirping of insects around them.

The intense heat caused fine beads of sweat to form on the foreheads of the three of them. Occasionally, a gentle evening breeze would blow by, caressing their skin and dispelling some of the heat.

Hojo Maki was soaked in sweat and instinctively shivered, only to be met with Minoki's pulling.

Shirakawa Natsu had already noticed that both her stockings and trench coat were soaked with sweat.

Sheer flesh-colored stockings with large, dark marks.

So, whether the initial location was sweat or something else, he could no longer know the truth.

When the human body sweats to a certain extent, it will stop sweating and begin to crave water after becoming dehydrated.

Hojo Maki had entered this state; she was desperately trying to suppress it, but her breathing was getting louder and louder.

She wouldn't speak to Miyuki; she knew that if she did, it would be an admission of defeat, which would only bring greater humiliation.

Humans will produce less urine if they do not receive water, but it takes at least 48 hours for this to become life-threatening.

Her head began to feel dizzy, and Hojo Maki gritted her teeth, enduring her body's craving for water.

"It seems Aunt Maki is enjoying herself," Mikoto said with a smile.

Despite her discomfort, Hojo Maki frowned at her, showing her disdain for her words.

“Isn’t that right?” Mikoto suddenly smiled and pointed to the path the two had walked behind them: “We’ve already passed the required section of the road. Aunt Maki seems to still be enjoying herself. I didn’t have the heart to interrupt you, but unfortunately I’m a little tired.”

Hojo Maki paused, then turned around. The two of them had already walked more than a hundred meters away from the path that Mikoto had mentioned.

Her mind was preoccupied with predicting what Miyuki would do, and the heat and thirst made her irritable, so she didn't even notice how far the two of them had walked.

Hojo Maki's already pale face turned even paler. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

She had already anticipated that Miyuki would take the opportunity to thoroughly humiliate her.

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Hojo Maki." Mikoto suddenly smiled and pointed to the wooden bench in the park by the roadside. "You're really amazing. You've been walking for so long in high heels. Take a break."

The sudden gentleness, the backlight of the street lamp shining on Miyuki's handsome face, made him seem to be glowing.

Even Hojo Maki was taken aback, suddenly feeling that this person wasn't so bad after all.

In just a second, she came to her senses, her eyes filled with disdain: "A boring little trick."

Mi no Shiki didn't explain, but used a rope to pull her to a wooden chair and sit her down.

Shirakawa Natsu held the camera in his hand, and the camera skills of the Huangmao app allowed him to control the camera in the most effortless way.

The app's skills are always surprisingly strong in some strange ways.

Miyu took a bottle of water from her bag and threw it at Shirakawa Natsu.

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, but immediately reached out and took it. He had also been sweating a lot and felt parched. He immediately unscrewed the cap and gulped it down. The ordinary purified water tasted unusually sweet.

Miyuki also picked up a bottle and started drinking it.

Only Hojo Maki remained, sitting on the wooden chair with her eyes closed, seemingly unwilling to see the two of them drinking water.

After finishing half a bottle of water, Mikoto turned to look at Hojo Maki and said with a smile, "Aunt Maki, you must be thirsty too. Would you like some water?"

Hojo Maki closed her eyes and remained silent. She knew that the best way to combat humiliation was to ignore her.

She knew that once she gave in, even with the smallest favor, her defenses would be gradually strengthened.

"You've sweated so much, not drinking water will affect your health." Without waiting for Hojo Maki's reply, Mikoto held the water bottle she had just taken a few sips of to Hojo Maki's lips and forcefully pried them open with the bottle's spout.

Hojo Maki opened her eyes, a hint of confusion in them. Miyuki had already drunk a third of the water from the bottle. It was impossible for her to hold that amount in her mouth, so she had actually drunk it. Therefore, there was nothing wrong with the water itself.

Although she didn't know why Mikoto was being so kind, she was parched and couldn't possibly refuse water offered to her.

She stared at Miyuki, noticing the reassuring smile on his handsome face.

However, she's not a little girl, and trying to use Stockholm syndrome on her would be ridiculous.

After weighing the pros and cons, Hojo Maki opened her mouth and let the pure water flow into it, moistening her dry throat.

So water really does taste sweet.

Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, preventing her from moving. Fortunately, Miyuki fed her water in a rhythmic manner.

Take your time, let her drink just the right amount, so she doesn't feel unsatisfied or choke from rushing.

"Hmph." Hojo Maki snorted coldly. This skill of feeding water is not something an ordinary person can have. She is so proficient that who knows how many innocent girls she has fed.

None of this concerned her; she was only focused on enjoying the moisturizing effect of the mineral water on her body.

The bottle was quickly emptied.

Miyu took out another bottle, took a few sips herself, as if to tell her that she hadn't tampered with it, and then put it to her lips.

Hojo Maki frowned; after finishing a bottle, her dry mouth and throat had been relieved considerably.

But once the water was poured into her mouth, she had no choice but to drink it.

Soon, after drinking half a bottle of water, Hojo Maki gradually came to her senses, and her face turned ashen.

When the human body is dehydrated, it will send out a warning to replenish water. At this time, the body will take in far more water than it actually needs. After being absorbed by the body, the water will be quickly converted into urine and excreted.

Furthermore, the fact that she was made to wear pantyhose and open-crotch underwear today makes it all too clear that Miyuki's purpose in constantly giving her water is obvious.

Hojo Maki glared at Minoki, then struggled to turn her head away with a murderous look, letting the mineral water flow down her neck, down her skin, and onto her trench coat and sheer stockings.

The wet feeling on my skin is very uncomfortable.

She simply closed her eyes again, ignoring Miyuki.

Shirakawa Natsu saw everything and couldn't help but admire Hojo Maki's decisiveness.

The difficulty of disciplining and training a mature married woman is indeed completely different from dealing with a young girl.

He was also curious about what his brother would do next.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Mi Zhi Shi just smiled, drank the rest of the mineral water in one gulp, and then threw it into the trash can next to him.

She took out her phone and waved it in front of Hojo Maki, laughing, "As agreed, you'll be my pet from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. this week. It's 10:30 now, so there's still an hour and a half left before today ends."

Hojo Maki remained silent with her eyes closed.

Miyuki smiled and took the rope: "Let's go, this is the last part."

Hojo Maki didn't want to move, but her body was being pulled by ropes, so she forced herself to stand up and followed behind her with a sullen face.

Shirakawa Natsu gradually frowned. He realized that Miyuki was leading the way in the wrong direction. Instead of going deeper into the park, she was leading Hojo Maki out of the park.

Chapter 127 Sudden Sublimation

Shirakawa Natsu uncertainly took out her phone, glanced at the navigation, and confirmed that the direction Minoki was leading Hojo Maki was in was the activity area on the outskirts of the park.

That place is a gathering place for the elderly and children to play all year round.

As Hojo Maki gradually got used to it, she no longer cared whether the trench coat covered her body or not.

Her underwear and sheer flesh-colored pantyhose were completely exposed, their sweat and water stains clinging damply to her skin.

The high heels on her feet made a "clack-clack" sound.

Even if she did nothing, with that incredibly striking figure, anyone who saw her could conjure up an image of a miserable married woman.

"Brother, are you going to play this big?" Shirakawa Natsu continued forward, and through the trees, he could vaguely see the faint lights coming from ahead.

The three approached step by step, the sounds of children laughing and playing carried on the wind.

Not only Shirakawa Natsu, but Hojo Maki also came to her senses, her face turning even more ashen as she saw that Miyuki still showed no sign of stopping.

She gradually stopped walking.

Miyuki smiled and suddenly pulled on the collar in her hand.

With her hands tied behind her back, Hojo Maki staggered and almost fell.

She stopped herself in her high heels and glared angrily at Miyuki.

"Hmm?" Miyuki looked at her strangely: "Is there a problem with taking your pet to play with other people's pets?"

Hojo Maki's expression gradually turned cold: "Enough!"

Her expression suggested she was about to flip the table.

If she were to go out into a crowd looking like this, she would rather shoot Miyuki and trade one life for one to save her daughter.

This means that all the humiliation and hardship she endured before today have been in vain.

She came here today wearing this coat and shameful clothes underneath, and it's all for nothing.

At this moment, she felt that she had been played by Miyuki. From the very beginning, this woman's promise to let her daughter go after being her pet for a week was just a joke.

Hojo Maki's anger had reached its peak, and she clenched her hands behind her back.

Despite being an adult product, these handcuffs are exceptionally sturdy. In an instant, the wrists were squeezed and the skin was cut, making a "crackling" sound, but they showed no sign of being unlocked.

Her legs were taut, and despite wearing sheer stockings and high heels, they were very powerful.

But when it unleashes its full power, it can definitely inflict serious injury.

It refers to genuine lethality, not just draining someone dry.

Shirakawa Natsu also sensed the murderous aura and frowned. "Brother, you've messed up, haven't you?"

Miyuki suddenly smiled: "Aunt Maki, you seem nervous. You are my pet, and only I can see your body. This is part of our agreement, isn't it?"

Hojo Maki frowned, wondering what Minoki was up to.

But if she gets her hands on today's video, she'll have control of the nuclear bomb, instead of having to resort to drawing a gun to solve the problem.

And after all that effort, they've already been led around like a dog.

These are all sunk costs.

"Wait!" Hojo Maki was startled, her face turned pale, and her gaze towards Minoki changed from anger to a hint of fear.

If she wasn't mistaken, everything she had just done was for this moment.

Not only him, but Shirakawa Natsu also realized what was going on. Goodness, this was a series of interconnected schemes.

After careful planning, Hojo Maki incurred sunk costs, and it was something she absolutely did not want to see if things were to turn sour now.

What brilliant strategic maneuvering!

Hojo Maki, just like Shirakawa Natsu, had a face that alternated between pale and flushed, and the determination she had shown earlier to fight to the death had largely dissipated.

She was unwilling to give up until Miyuki revealed his purpose.

Miyuki smiled, walked up to her, and, under Hojo Maki's wary gaze, buttoned up her trench coat.

This trench coat, completely out of place for the season, gradually concealed the alluring figure of the beautiful married woman.

In the end, only the first button remained, because it had been popped off at the beginning and disappeared into the grass.

All the other buttons were fastened perfectly.

The first button reveals the skin below the neck and a little bit of flesh on the upper chest.

It's partially revealed, yet not completely exposed, leaving a lingering sense of mystery and allure, like that of a married woman.

It's as if everything was designed.

Miyuki hid the rope in the back of her collar and then let it protrude from under the hem of her trench coat.

She still held it in her hand, the collar of her trench coat covering the choker around her neck.