My yellow-haired simulator!

"It's okay. Mom, I brought Kinoshita-kun here."

"Yes, is it Kinoshita-kun?"

"Um, please wait a moment!" There was a rustling sound in the room. After about two minutes, a woman wearing a loose waistcoat and tight jeans came out in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The clothes that did not match her figure at all outlined her seductive curves.

The beautiful but not delicate but extremely gentle face made Kinoshita swallow his saliva, and the moment their eyes met. Kinoshita and Miyamoto's mother seemed to be electrocuted. The guy in front of them was what Miyamoto said...

Compared to Chiyo Zei's unsatisfied desire, Miyamoto Nao's mother is more of a stereotype of married women. Gentle, beautiful, and moving...

"Hello Mr. Kinoshita, I am Naoshi Miyamoto's mother, Miyamoto Naya." Mrs. Naya bowed politely to Kinoshita Muramasa. I don't know if it was intentional, but when she bowed, Kinoshita Muramasa could see Mrs. Naya's beautiful cleavage, which was really great.

"Hello, Auntie. I heard from Naoki Miyamoto that you wanted to see me?" Kinoshita Murasaki nodded politely. The moment their eyes met, Kinoshita Murasaki had a feeling that Mrs. Naya in front of him had been bewitched and fascinated by him.

As expected, this charm value of nine points is so terrifying that there is no need for props such as hypnosis. Just a glance can make the other person feel favorable and even a guy with low resistance will fall directly.

"Yes, about the medical expenses. I want to talk to you about it. It's a very high price. I don't know what Xiao Shang talked to you about."

"But this is a huge expense. Xiaoshang, you go out and play with them first. I want to talk to Kinoshita-kun about something." The originally gentle Mrs. Naya became serious and full of majesty, with a hint of a king's aura.

This made Kinoshita curious about Mrs. Naya's past. He didn't know much about Miyamoto. He only knew that he had a widow.

"Well, okay, mom." Miyamoto didn't refute, he hooked his friends' shoulders and walked out. Seeing Miyamoto leave, Naya's eyes returned to their original state.

"I'm sorry, I may have scared you, Kinoshita-kun. Come in and talk. Some things are not convenient outside." Mrs. Naya bowed to Kinoshita again and carried Kinoshita Muramasa into the compartment. The compartment was really narrow. There was nothing else except a bed and a narrow wardrobe.

"Sorry, it's too narrow here. I'm sorry to bother you for now, Lord Kinoshita~" Naya took out a glass, unscrewed the cap and poured mineral water into the glass.

"Kinoshita, sir?" Kinoshita was surprised by this sudden address. Why was he calling him sir for no reason? He might as well just call me master.

Kinoshita Muramasa frowned, and Mrs. Naya, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to notice something. After thinking for a while, she spoke again.

"Master Kinoshita~"

"That's more like it... Wait, what did you call me, Mrs. Naya?!" Kinoshita Muramasa was so frightened that he jumped up and hit his head against the top of the wall without considering his height. The full-strength headbutt made some dents on the hard wall.

Kinoshita was rubbing his head in pain, but the next second he was hugged by Mrs. Naya, who soothed the injured part with the super huge evil in front of her.

"Mrs. Naija?"

Chapter 222: Mrs. Naya is so skilled

The situation on the scene was somewhat beyond Kinoshita Muramasa's expectations. Things were indeed moving in a positive direction, but the progress seemed to be too fast. It was so fast that Kinoshita Muramasa felt scared, but he suppressed his restless emotions.

As he fell into Mrs. Naya's arms, he summoned the simulator out of thin air and pulled down the NTL target menu with his mind. The list that was originally empty now had Miyamoto Naya's name written on it.

Is NTL still needed in this situation? She has done this to herself, so why is there still a name on the simulator?

"Did I scare you, Kinoshita?" Mrs. Naya leaned over and pressed the huge evil on Kinoshita's cheek. The soft and gentle place made Kinoshita Muramasa calm down all of a sudden. He sniffed the rich milk fragrance in front of him and couldn't help licking it.

"Sure enough, it's just as I guessed. No matter who he is, as long as he's a man, he will be interested in this kind of thing, right?" Mrs. Naya noticed Kinoshita Muramasa's little action. Far from being angry, she reached out her other free hand along the edge of Kinoshita's clothes.

"It's much better than my husband's. Is this really the strength a high school student should have?"

The huge evil in front of him made Kinoshita lose consciousness. This was the first time he saw such a huge evil in reality. It was a little bigger than Maria and Mrs. Zeyi. Mrs. Zeyi, I'm sorry... you are not as good as Mrs. Naya now.

"Mr. Kinoshita, what kind of method do you like? I like this one." Mrs. Naya shook like a cat stretching, and Kinoshita Muramasa's head was still a little hazy. But his body made a very correct choice. He would not be a man if he didn't get on now.

"Don't worry about it, just vent everything you want, Mr. Kinoshita." Mrs. Naya's words shattered Kinoshita Muramasa's reason. In the narrow room, Kinoshita Muramasa and Mrs. Naya were doing something pleasant.

.........

The battle was over, and Kinoshita Muramasa entered sage mode. He drank the pure water in the cup and looked up at Mrs. Naya who was tidying up the bed sheets. Everything was inside. There was nothing else to stain the bed except sweat and tissues.

"Mrs. Naya, it may be too late to say this now, but why did you do this?" Kinoshita Muramasa had the urge to have a cigarette, but he didn't know how to smoke and didn't have any on hand.

Hearing Kinoshita's question, Mrs. Naya stopped cleaning the sheets and turned to stare into the other person's eyes. She didn't say anything, but Kinoshita noticed a drastic emotional fluctuation in her eyes. Kinoshita thought maybe he asked too much?

Looking back, Kinoshita was still drinking the water in the cup. However, when she put down the cup, her sight was once again taken away by the huge evil across the table.

"Mr. Kinoshita, would you like to hear my story?" This unfolding will probably take some time. Kinoshita put the cup aside, blinked, and spoke softly.

"It's okay if you don't want to." Mrs. Naya ignored Kinoshita Muramasa's words. She poured herself a glass of water and her eyes flickered. Her thoughts seemed to be brought back to the past.

Miyamoto Naya, formerly known as Taniguchi Naya, is the daughter of Taniguchi's gangster family in Z City. She grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth and naturally has a fearless personality. She hangs out with her father's men all day long, and her life was very happy at that time.

It was not until she watched a fight that Naya fell in love with a kid from the gang. From then on, their relationship started to grow and they became inseparable friends. That boy was Miyamoto Kinji, the father of Naoki Miyamoto.

"........" Kinoshita was getting impatient. He didn't really want to hear these stories. No matter how strange the things were, it was hard for him to show a surprised look. Of course, except for the relationship between men and women.

"I'm sorry, it's easy to remember those things once you get older, I'm sorry. Will you feel better if I do this?" Mrs. Naya pulled up her waistcoat again and placed her huge evil on the table.

Isn’t that impossible?

Seeing that Kinoshita Muramasa's expression had eased somewhat, Mrs. Naya breathed a sigh of relief. The guy in front of her was her lifesaver. The amount of 200 million yuan might have been affordable in her family before, but now her savings were almost zero.

"A lot of things happened in between, just like the ending of a gangster TV show. Jinci and I gradually fell from grace in the gang, and our old enemies came knocking on our door again."

"In order to protect me from being captured by those guys, Jinci was stabbed several times and died on the spot. I wanted to endure and take revenge, but no one expected it."

"The police intervened and arrested all the gangsters in City Z with lightning speed. I had not committed any crime, so I was released." When Mrs. Naya said this, her eyes were red as if she felt indescribable grievance and helplessness. Seeing this, Kinoshita went up to Mrs. Naya and hugged her head in his arms.

Now is not the time to take advantage. Naya in front of him needs spiritual comfort. This also made Kinoshita sigh that illegal and criminal things should not be touched no matter what. No matter how powerful you are, there will be a day when the world changes.

Unless, you are like Ayumi Aida, where one family controls nearly half of the money in Country R.

"What happened next is just as you can see. After I gave birth to Naoshige Miyamoto, I fell seriously ill. If it weren't for Mr. Kinoshita, I would probably be a corpse now." There must have been many more things that happened in between, but Mrs. Naya did not continue.

"I know all about the underworld. In this case, I can only repay my debt with my body, as long as Mr. Kinoshita is willing."

"You can use it until the day I die, but when I reach that age, I will definitely be an ugly old woman, right?" Mrs. Naiya laughed at herself. How long can her youth last? She didn't know, but the only thing she could do was to keep her charm.

"At least you are beautiful now, aren't you, Mrs. Naya?" Kinoshita Muramasa kissed Mrs. Naya's forehead and hugged her tightly. Naya also felt Kinoshita's tenderness and hugged Kinoshita Muramasa tightly with her hands around her waist.

"Thank you~"

"It's getting late. I guess Miyamoto will be back soon, right?"

"No, Xiao Shang usually sleeps somewhere else. I heard that he has a secret base. Boys really like this." Mrs. Naya covered her mouth and smiled. Miyamoto Shang is her only spiritual support now. If it weren't for him, she might have committed suicide one night.

"So, you want to do it again, Mr. Kinoshita?"

Chapter 223: Something is wrong with Mrs. Naija!

The second time ended at six o'clock in the evening. After many fierce battles, both Kinoshita and Mrs. Naya were hungry. Kinoshita took this opportunity to ask Mrs. Naya if she wanted to go out for a walk and have dinner.

"Well, that's not so good. As for dinner, I can take care of it myself. If Mr. Kinoshita is hungry, he can eat by himself. It's okay with me." Mrs. Naya seemed a little afraid of going out, perhaps because of the trauma of the past that scared her.

No! Kinoshita Muramasa frowned. Mrs. Naya's matter should not be as simple as she said. There must be many things involved, but now Kinoshita knows nothing about other matters except enjoying Mrs. Naya's body and some past events.

If he was afraid to go out, then what did Mrs. Naya rely on to raise Miyamoto? Moreover, this place was very tolerant of Miyamoto. The old man with a face full of flesh was not angry when Miyamoto called him an old man, but laughed happily.

Kinoshita Muramasa was so absorbed in the pleasant things that he forgot the key point of the matter.

"Mrs. Naya, if you have any difficulties, please tell me and I will help you solve them." Kinoshita Muramasa looked at Mrs. Naya seriously. Mrs. Naya felt a little shy when being stared at by Kinoshita. It had been a long time since a man looked at her with such eyes.

"I... Actually, Mr. Kinoshita, you don't have to be so nice to me." Mrs. Naya hesitated, but it was obvious that she was moved. However, she still didn't dare to go out with Mr. Kinoshita. Now she can tolerate everything and eat shoddy food.

Living in such a small and simple attic, she knew very well that Mr. Kinoshita was very rich and powerful. As the daughter of a gangster, when she heard her son talk about how he got the 200 million, she could probably guess what kind of guy Kinoshita Muramasa was.

Following him would definitely make me live a happy life temporarily, but what if he suddenly lost interest in me? By then, I would be used to that kind of life, and what would I do if I returned here again?

Years of poverty have worn away Mrs. Naya's spirit, but she still has a sense of pride. When she had just given birth to Naoshi Miyamoto, several men wanted to marry her, but she rejected them all.

Some even wanted to fight, but they were all beaten away by her. Mrs. Naija still remembered that she fought her way out of a circle of 20 people last time, and no one has ever come to her since then.

Similarly, no one reached out to help her. Fortunately, she was in good health during that time and even though she had to work several jobs, she was not overwhelmed and was able to raise Nao Miyamoto until he finished high school.

"What's going on, Mrs. Naya? Let's go, I'm hungry~"

"Hey, um. Please wait a moment!" Kinoshita was holding Mrs. Naya's wrist and walking out. Mrs. Naya wanted to resist, but she found that this guy, who was the same age as her son, was so strong that she couldn't even move him even a little bit even if she pulled with all her strength.

"I'm hungry, let's just eat something today." Kinoshita pulled Mrs. Naya to the street, which looked like a place to eat. An aunt came out and put a menu on the table. She didn't even look at the two of them.

"Wait, Naya, you're out of the hospital?!" The aunt who handed Kinoshita the menu walked back and looked up and down at the beautiful woman in front of her. She didn't look like she had recovered from a serious illness. The last time I heard that kid Miyamoto said that his mother was almost unable to hold on and asked him to borrow money.

It's only been half a month and he's already fully recovered?

"Well, this paragraph is to thank you for your care. As for the money, I will pay it back as soon as possible, thank you very much." Naiya stood up and bowed to the aunt to express his gratitude. The old lady's eyes flashed with tears. Money is not the problem. If you can help, help. What Naiya has paid for this street before is not as good as the money he lent.

"That's just a small amount of money. This time I'll treat you, husband! Let's have some solid food. Naya has been discharged from the hospital and is now in good health."

"Is Mrs. Naya discharged from the hospital?!" There was a clanging sound from the kitchen, and a middle-aged man with a very ordinary appearance came out. Looking at Mrs. Naya sitting on the chair, she showed the same look as the aunt, which made Kinoshita Muramasa curious.

What is the connection between this street and Mrs. Naija? Moreover, Mrs. Naija is not as opposed to having dinner here as before. Is it the wrong place, or something else...

At this time, the couple noticed Kinoshita Muramasa who was sitting next to Naya. Looking at this handsome man who exuded the feeling of an upper-class person, they couldn't help but look at each other. The aunt hurriedly pulled Mrs. Naya to her side and whispered in her ear what happened.

The middle-aged man also stepped back and took a rolling pin from the open stall to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"No, there is no such thing. Mr. Kinoshita is a very good person. I will tell you about this later. Mr. Kinoshita is hungry!" Mrs. Naya seemed a little angry, and the aunt didn't say much. She turned around and looked Kinoshita Muramasa up and down, muttering a few words.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kinoshita. People are a little hostile towards outsiders." Mrs. Naya sat down next to Kinoshita guiltily and gently placed her hand on the back of Kinoshita's hand, trying to appease Kinoshita's dissatisfaction in this way.

"Well, and~we shouldn't be considered outsiders now, right? Wouldn't mistress be a more appropriate word?" Since Naya is so proactive, Kinoshita will definitely not let go of this opportunity. You took the initiative, and now it's my turn!

Her body trembled uncontrollably and Mrs. Naya wanted to beg Mr. Kinoshita to let her go, but the only response she got was Kinoshita Muramasa's smirk.

"Naya, are you not feeling well?" The old lady who was sitting at the door counting bills stretched her neck and found that Naaya was leaning on the table with her other hand under the table as if she was covering her stomach.

In fact, she was holding down Kinoshita Muramasa's restless hand. Kinoshita Muramasa's bold behavior frightened Mrs. Naya. It was clearly in a public place, wasn't Mr. Kinoshita afraid of being discovered?

"It's nothing, I just feel a little hungry and my stomach hurts. I just came out of the hospital recently and my appetite hasn't returned yet, so I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Damn it, hurry up! Naya is starving, what kind of man is it to dawdle like that!" The aunt yelled at the kitchen and took out a box of biscuits from the drawer. These were her son's snacks, so she gave them to Naya first.

Chapter 224: Mrs. Naija’s past?

"Thanks... oh, thank you, Auntie." After thanking Auntie, Naya put the biscuit into her mouth and chewed it slowly. Kinoshita Muramasa felt something sticky on his hand, so he pulled it out this time. Glancing at his soaked jeans, he took off his coat and covered Mrs. Naya with it.

"Use this so that no one can tell. Mrs. Naya, you've worked hard." Kinoshita continued to look around the small shop with a sly smile. It's hard to describe, but the food in this kind of shop is generally more delicious. This small restaurant has its own unique goodness.

"Mr. Kinoshita, it's true... As expected, calling you Mr. is a good name." Mrs. Naya had no choice. Her life was given by Mr. Kinoshita, so he could do whatever he wanted. The most important thing in the underworld is "righteousness"!

"No, remember to call me Kinoshita-kun next time. You are too old, I am only 16 years old!" Kinoshita poked Mrs. Naya's head with his finger. The action like that of a young couple made Mrs. Naya's heart beat faster. How long had it been since she had felt this way?

"Well... then, Kinoshita-kun." Mrs. Naya also compromised, and she also liked the name Kinoshita-kun more. After the aunt urged, the food was quickly served on the table. It was a very homely dish, and it looked very ordinary.

As for the taste... Kinoshita picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it into his mouth. He took a bite and stopped chewing. How can I describe the taste? It can't be considered bad or delicious, but it's embarrassing.

"At least it's edible." Kinoshita comforted himself, chewed a few more times and swallowed the fried chicken, smacking his lips as if savoring the taste. It's not that Kinoshita Muramasa has a picky palate, it's just that... it's hard to describe.

Naya put the fried chicken into her mouth and chewed it carefully. Her eyes were shining as if she had eaten a delicious meal. Looking at Kinoshita Muramasa who was eating a piece and savoring it carefully, she asked.

"How's it going, Kinoshita-kun?"

"Very ordinary fried chicken, not bad." Kinoshita gave an ordinary review, which made Naya feel relieved. She was also worried that Kinoshita would not be used to these dishes, but this sentence was unfortunately heard by the uncle who was carrying another dish.

The uncle put a plate of fried vegetables in front of Kinoshita with a bit of dissatisfaction. It was a simple dish of various vegetables wrapped in tempura batter and fried until mature. It was ordinary and popular, but it really tested the cooking skills of the cook.

"Oh, Kinoshita-kun, try this, it's my favorite." Mrs. Naya picked up a piece of mushroom and put it into her mouth, eating it with relish. Kinoshita hesitated for a long time but still put it into his mouth to chew, but the uncle who originally brought the food did not mean to leave.

He wanted to hear the evaluation of this dish. Kinoshita was wondering, I just came here to eat, how did it turn into a food review? Forget it, I'll just praise him.

"Mm! This is really delicious!" Kinoshita covered his mouth and made a surprised sound, and there seemed to be a glimmer in his eyes. Hearing this, the uncle smiled proudly and straightened his back and went back to the kitchen to continue preparing the subsequent dishes.

A total of three dishes and a soup were served. The portions were not very large, but it was good enough to fill you up. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Kinoshita finished the dishes and then studied the menu.

I haven't looked at the menu yet, but after a quick look, I found that the price of each dish is generally less than 300 yen, which is very reasonable.

Kinoshita Muramasa suddenly felt that the food in front of him tasted delicious. 300 yen a portion? What else do you want? What is cost-effective? This is cost-effective. It is pure charity!

"Yes, yes, boss lady, you don't need to give me the change." Kinoshita took out 1 yen from his pocket and put it on the table, then pulled Mrs. Naya out of the restaurant. Auntie was still a little confused as she went to clean up the dishes until she saw that the bowl on the table that cost 1 yen was dropped on the ground without being held.

The sound of the dishes falling to the ground scared the uncle in the kitchen, who wiped his greasy hands with a towel. When he came to the table, he was stunned to see 1 yen, and then he found a small note on the table.

"The food is delicious, this is a tip. Thank you very much for letting me taste such delicious food." When the uncle saw the note, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, and his whole mouth almost tilted.

The uncle just smiled and said nothing. He raised a finger to himself and shook it slowly, then put the Japanese yen into the safe. What is strength? This is strength!

On the dilapidated streets, Kinoshita was strolling around with Mrs. Naya. Just like in the store, everyone welcomed Mrs. Naya very much, as if she was a hero who saved the village in an anime.

But more often than not, these people looked at you in strange ways. There was fear, awe, surprise, and in short, none of them were good looks. I guess they thought you were a bad guy who spent money to keep women.

This is the "little white face" that Kinoshita read from Auntie's lips. This is Auntie's evaluation of herself. How can I say it? It's a bit of a stereotype. How can I be a little white face? When I take off my clothes, I have such a perfect figure. I must be a male model!

"Today, I am very happy. Thank you, Mr. Kinoshita... Mr. Kinoshita." After walking around the whole street, on the way back to Mrs. Naya's house, Mrs. Naya sincerely thanked Kinoshita. She didn't expect that this young man would be so down-to-earth.

"I'm happy too, Mrs. Naya. And I'm very happy today too~" After sending Mrs. Naya back home, Kinoshita Muramasa did not forget to be intimate with Naya for a while, then pulled up his pants and looked at Mrs. Naya who was lying on the bed and breathing heavily due to exhaustion.

"Kinoshita-kun...I'm sorry, you've been so nice to me. But my heart will always belong to Mr. Kinji." Watching Kinoshita leave, Mrs. Naya took out a photo from under the bed. It was her wedding photo with Kinji, and that rainy night made Naya unable to forget it.

The man who stood up for her. Holding the photo tightly in her hand, Mrs. Naija fell asleep. She had just recovered from a serious illness and had been recuperating in the hospital. She was still a little lacking in physical strength and needed to rest to recover her spirit.