Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

PS: In response to the call for green and healthy living, Hagi Jiang has changed the description of "foot" to "knee" to resolutely implement the Tomato Green and Healthy Plan and protect the kidneys of teenagers.

The doorbell rang.

"Hello, Yamashita Express! Please sign for this." The deliveryman's voice came from the doorway.

"what……"

Yan Youyou, like a startled fawn, hurriedly pushed Jiang Ling away, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

Her cheeks, which were already flushed, were now so red they looked like they could bleed.

Jiang Ling remained expressionless, but inwardly she was filled with remorse.

"I should have been more decisive."

"I...I'll go pick up a package first, it should be something my mom ordered..."

Yan Youyou's voice was barely audible as she practically fled, running towards the entrance.

Looking at the girl's cute, panicked back view.

And her bare, delicate, fair knees beneath her jeans.

Jiang Ling (with eyes closed): Don't use the ghost brain! Play me a scene of star-crossed lovers!

Brother Yun: ...

Sign for the package.

Yan Youyou, clutching the cardboard box, awkwardly moved back to the living room, her head bowed, her eyes darting around, avoiding eye contact with Jiang Ling.

"Um... Sir Knight, I'm going to make dinner... How about the curry?"

"Mm," Jiang Ling nodded, her gaze falling on the package in her arms.

If I remember correctly, it should contain the bishop's hypnotic instrument.

Of course, despite being called a "hypnotic device," it actually has no "magical power" whatsoever.

It is a colorless and odorless volatile drug that emits both "hypnotic" and "aphrodisiac" properties.

Yan Youyou felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She gently put down the cardboard box and turned to go into the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator, took out a semi-finished curry sauce, a small bag of rice, onions, and potato chunks, and began preparing dinner.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

Jiang Ling quickly opened the package and fumbled around for a moment.

Sure enough, they took out a pale pink, ornate glass bottle with strange religious symbols printed on it.

I weighed it in my hand; it was quite heavy.

"A path to death!" A hint of disgust flashed in Jiang Ling's eyes.

Holy Church...once you've wiped out the Viper Gang, you'll be next.

Click, click—

The sound of a key turning the lock.

In the kitchen, Yan Youyou's skillful chopping motion suddenly froze, and her face instantly turned pale.

"Oh no, shouldn't Mom be in church worshiping?"

"Why are you back so early!" Yan Youyou's forehead was covered in cold sweat. She put down her spoon and quickly ran to the living room.

"Mr. Knight, I... my mother is back, quickly hide!" Yan Youyou's voice trembled noticeably as she grabbed Jiang Ling's hand and ran upstairs to the bedroom.

Rushing into the bedroom, she quickly opened the wardrobe door and hurriedly stuffed Jiang Ling, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, inside.

Fortunately, the wardrobe was big enough, and I managed to squeeze it in.

"Sir Knight, I'm so sorry, I didn't know Mom would be back now."

"If she finds out I brought a boy home, she'll kill me, so... could you please hide here for a while?"

Jiang Ling responded in a muffled voice, "Okay."

After receiving a positive reply, Yan Youyou finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could even calm her rapid breathing, she turned around and ran downstairs again. It was hard to imagine that a girl who had just sprained her ankle could run at such a speed.

Although it's perverse, people still need to breathe.

"There's a faint fragrance in the closet. Could this be the scent of a virgin?" Jiang Ling sniffed, catching a whiff of a very delicate fragrance.

This is a clean and gentle scent that no cosmetic can replicate.

It smells so good, so incredibly good, I wish I could inhale it all at once.

"Huh? What's this?" Jiang Ling felt a cotton garment being placed on her head.

I held it in my hand and took a closer look by the faint light filtering through the gap.

White, cotton, washed clean, with signs of wear...

Jiang Ling: (O∆O)

Oh my god... beans!

……

At the entrance hall.

"Mrs. Yan, this should be my second visit, right?"

Bishop Yamada Hita, with his fat head and big ears, squinted his small eyes and looked around the room with a smile.

"Yes, the last time I came was during my initiation visit," Mrs. Yan said respectfully, handing over slippers.

Yes, it's been a long time since I last came here, for my son's school admission.

However, that time he unexpectedly discovered that Mrs. Yan had a daughter who was as cold as an iceberg.

Unfortunately, he didn't make enough preparations before he could act, which made Yamada Hita regret it for a long time.

As for this time... he had already sent the [magical artifact] over in advance.

Later, I'll find an excuse to pray and spend some time drugging the mother and daughter.

Mrs. Yan had been an alcoholic and gambler for years, resulting in very poor skin condition, dullness, and a figure that was no longer what it used to be.

But her daughter... tsk tsk tsk, just looking at her makes her look so soft and delicious.

Hita Yamada pursed his pig-like snout, wiping away his drool, but the lewdness in his eyes remained undiminished.

The two entered the living room.

Ignoring her daughter who was busy in the kitchen, Mrs. Yan went straight to the shrine, placed the offerings she had bought at a high price from the church, clasped her hands together, and looked devout.

"Oh, Yu-Yu is such a good girl, helping with chores around the house every day," Yamada Hita said with a smile as he looked towards the kitchen, his fat face scrunched up.

"Unlike my son, who spends all his time fooling around with guys outside."

Yan Youyou suppressed her nausea and remained silent with her head down.

"Hmph, what a load of rubbish she is," Mrs. Yan said, clasping her hands together and rolling her eyes.

"If he were truly a good child, his grades wouldn't only rank second in the grade."

"I heard he dropped one place in the recent monthly exam. What a useless piece of trash!"

"I'm sorry, Mom," Yan Youyou apologized very softly.

"I...I'll try harder next time."

Mrs. Yan did not respond. After finishing her prayers, she opened Yan Youyou's schoolbag and began rummaging through it.

This is a daily routine check—to see if anyone has secretly brought back light novels.

After all, she had discovered Yan Youyou reading light novels last time.

This drop in grades must mean he's been secretly hiding novels again.

Yan Youyou lowered her head and let her mother rummage through her schoolbag.

"Hmm?" Mrs. Yan pulled out an envelope, opened it, and saw that there was 2000 yen inside.

"Mom, I found a part-time job, and this is a tip from someone..." Yan Youyou quickly explained, reaching out to take it back.

Snapped--

A glint of greed flashed in Mrs. Yan's eyes, and she slapped away the hand that was reaching out to her.

"It's confiscated! You're probably just thinking of using the money to buy light novels again!"

"Our family has always lived off your dead father's inheritance, and we're always strapped for cash, so this money needs to be used for household expenses!"

"But……"

"There's no 'but.' I wasn't planning on taking your money, since you earned it yourself through part-time work, and Mom would understand. But it's a fact that your grades have dropped, right?"

Yan Youyou was speechless.

Despite being subjected to psychological manipulation by her mother for a long time, she still bowed her head and admitted her mistakes as usual.

"Oh dear, we're all family, we should try to stay harmonious."

Hita Yamada approached with a smile, extending his greasy, chubby hand toward Yu-Yu's shoulder.

Yan Youyou suppressed her nausea and took half a step back, her eyes as cold as frost.

"Oh my gosh~ That's the look I'm looking for, it's amazing!"

Hita Yamada's breathing quickened slightly as he thought to himself, "When the 'worship' is finished, I'm going to watch those beautiful eyes gradually fill with lewd desire... Hehehe."

"Without further ado, Mrs. Yan, let's get the prayer scene set up first."

"The [Sacred Fragrance] I ordered should have arrived by now, right?"

When Mrs. Yan heard that she was to pray, her face showed piety and fervor.

She turned to Youyou and asked, "Where's the package?"

Yan Youyou subconsciously looked at the living room floor, only to find that the package she had signed for was gone.

"What happened?" Yan Youyou was a little stunned. Could it be that Mr. Knight took it?

She couldn't understand why Mr. Knight would secretly take the package.

But no matter what, there must be a reason. The knight wouldn't harm me.

Mrs. Yan glanced at the seal on the table, her face darkening.

"Youyou, where's the package you signed for?"

"I..." Yan Youyou pursed her lips and lowered her head, "I...I don't know."

Snapped--

Without hesitation, she slapped her daughter hard across the face, her eyes red as she roared:

"That's holy water that Mom spent a fortune to buy!"

"Did you secretly drink it?!"

Mrs. Yan's hysterical state was exactly like that of a raging lioness.

One hundred thousand yen a bottle, this holy water is on a purchase limit!

That little bastard actually drank all of this important stuff by himself!!

Yan Youyou fell to the ground, covering her swollen cheek.

A burning pain accompanied by mild tinnitus, and a churning sensation in my stomach.

"I'm sorry, Mom..." Yan Youyou apologized, her voice trembling.

"I accidentally... spilled it."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yan was so angry that she almost fainted. She raised her hand to slap her again, showing no signs of being a mother.

"Alright, alright, Mrs. Yan, I have a small bottle of holy water here. Just make do with it."

Hita Yamada remained calm and pulled her arm to comfort her.

He then pulled a small glass bottle from his sleeve.

It's said to be a limited edition "holy water" worth 10.

It was actually just mineral water diluted with some addictive substances and hypnotic drugs.

There was plenty of this stuff, but Fatty still put on a compassionate and loving expression, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Mrs. Yan, breathing rapidly, kicked her through gritted teeth and cursed:

"Giving birth to you was a mistake. Now, get back to your room right now!"

……

Jiang Ling leaned against the door, listening intently to the sounds coming from downstairs.

With each additional sentence he heard, his fists clenched tighter involuntarily, his chest feeling heavy and uncomfortable, as if something was blocking it.

Damn it, does that woman even deserve the sacred title of "mother"?

In her heart, the daughter she carried for ten months was not as valuable as a bottle of cheap "holy water".

Deep down, she never treated her daughter as a real person and humiliated her in front of outsiders.

In her heart, since you were born of me, everything about you belongs to me. I can make you live or die as I please.

And that fat, deadbeat bishop.

Just hearing his sticky voice made Jiang Ling want to vomit. He actually dared to try to drug Youyou and make her unconscious. He was the worst of the worst!

Tap, tap, tap...

Soft, hesitant footsteps came from the stairs. Jiang Ling took a deep breath and walked to the door.

Click—

The door was gently pushed open.

With red-rimmed eyes and tears welling up, Yan Youyou walked in with her head down, only to bump into his solid chest.

"Huh...?"

The girl looked up in surprise, but quickly lowered her head again after seeing it was him. Her lips trembled slightly as she forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"I'm so sorry... I'm sorry you had to see such an embarrassing scene..."

"But laugh if you want to... I've pretty much gotten used to this kind of life. Well, after all, she's still my mother... Even though she has a bad temper, she can be... sometimes gentle too..."

"Youyou..." Jiang Ling's voice was low, yet it carried a strange sense of security that made people want to rely on her.

Yan Youyou noticed the pink bottle in Jiang Ling's hand and, trying to remain calm, asked:

"Mr. Knight... this... if you're not using it, I'll take it back to Mom. It's all my fault. If my grades hadn't dropped, Mom wouldn't have gotten so angry..."

"This contains an aphrodisiac," Jiang Ling said with a sigh, suppressing her anger.

"That fat pig bishop... wants your body, and your mother is a bastard who let the wolf into the house."

"Huh...?"

Yan Youyou froze, her lips twitching upwards unnaturally as if she were smiling, but her eyes were empty.

"I see... Is it because I didn't do something right... that's why Mom... she... it's all my fault... it's all my fault..."

The long-term PUA had made Yan Youyou subconsciously look for problems and mistakes within herself no matter what happened.

"Youyou, listen up!"

Jiang Ling grasped her cold, trembling little hand, forcing her to look into his eyes. "She...is no longer the mother you know! Now she's just a brainwashed monster wearing your mother's skin! Leave her, okay?"

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, but Yan Youyou desperately held them back. She lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper: "But... Mr. Knight... it seems like all I have left in my life is my mother... I have no friends, and after my father passed away, our relatives distanced themselves from us... If I lose my 'mother' too... I'll really... have nothing left..."

She remembered her childhood, when her father was still alive, and she was as innocent and happy as other girls.

When her father died in a car accident in fourth grade, her world collapsed instantly. When the girls in her class heard about it, they chased after her, shouting:

"Yan Youyou is a child without a father~ Your deadbeat father doesn't want you anymore~ Hahaha~ I heard his intestines are all bulging out, how pitiful~"

She was so angry that she started hitting him while crying.

The teacher called the mother over. Upon hearing that she had to pay compensation, the mother, without saying a word, slapped her hard across the face in front of everyone, roaring, "Apologize! Apologize to them right now!"

"They insulted me first..."

"How dare you talk back! Apologize when I tell you to. You need to look for the problems within yourself. You can insult me, but who gave you the right to hit me!"

At the same time, they fawned over the parents of those children:

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I'll definitely discipline her properly when I get back. Could we... not pay this money?"

In the end, her mother still had to pay the money. That night, she drank and beat her, crying and saying:

"We're broke! Youyou, look what you've done! How can you face your mother?!"

From that time on, Yan Youyou became silent.

Her friends drifted away, and the bullying from others intensified—anyway, your mother is on our side.

Gradually, she really had no friends left, and the only thing she cared about in life was that woman who was an alcoholic, a gambler, and treated her badly and unkindly.

As Jiang Ling listened to Yan Youyou's intermittent narration, her knuckles turned slightly white from the force she exerted.

"Youyou..."

"Sir Knight, you don't need to comfort me or blame Mother... All of this... was my own choice... that's all... I..."

"You've worked hard."

I don't know why.

The tears that I had tried so hard to swallow back burst forth uncontrollably when I heard the simple words "You've worked hard."

All the pent-up grievances that had been building up for so long finally erupted at this moment.

She pressed her forehead against his broad chest, large tears rolling down her cheeks and soaking his clothes, crying as she asked:

"Sir Knight, why does everyone bully me... Waaaaah... Why is my life always such a mess?"

"Was I... not supposed to have been born... Waaaaah, my existence... was a mistake... Waaaaah..."

Hot tears soaked my clothes, and I felt a warm touch on my chest.

A warm, large hand gently landed on her head.

The knight's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to possess a convincing and reassuring magic.

"It's fine."

"Youyou, it's not your fault. No one is born not to exist. You've already done enough."

"But...Mom, she..."

"Youyou, kick her out of your life!"

"If you don't mind... from now on, please let me interfere in your life on her behalf."

At that moment, Yan Youyou felt as if a ray of light had dispelled the gloom before her eyes.

This seemingly strong girl is actually as fragile as glass inside.

Before, her only connection to the world was that twisted "mother." She shut herself off tightly, refusing anyone to get close. But now, a boy has forcefully torn open the thick walls of her heart, reaching out a firm hand to her, curled up in a dark corner—

"Please let me interfere in your life."

The light illuminated the corner shrouded in distorted maternal love. The boy's warm and strong hand pulled her out of the endless abyss.

"Okay..." She nodded blankly.

Jiang Ling watched as a faint but real light returned to the girl's eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"In that case, the rest..."

Jiang Ling lowered her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through the floor as she stared straight at the two demons in the living room on the first floor:

"Please leave it to me."

P.S.: Because I updated 8,000 words today, the editing was a bit slow, so I'm posting it late. I apologize for that.

Hagi Jiang is shameless, but I'd also like to ask for a small gift~