My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

? He's stronger than the rotten winter wood, his strength is comparable to a single person, and...

The knife had a knives that were rotten in winter, but he had no idea how to make them, and that's how he carved them.

! Zi Dongmu rotted away, his anger reaching its deepest point.

The fire had just passed, and he had only just realized what was happening when he heard the burst of laughter from Izumi Kurome.

"A smiling, pitiful look on your face." You point to others, but I cannot allow it; I am only you, Master Hengyong.

Her face showed astonishment as Izumi's black skin reflected the image of the short, silver blade she held up in the white light of the lamp.

He took out a short knife, not knowing how long it took, and placed it on his lower left side, his head slightly tilted. (Qian Shi Bai Lian)

"? I like to meet Master Hengyong, why do I want that?"

"What? You'd like to do this to me?!" Izumi's face turned grotesque. "You dare!"

"Master Hengyong? I like you, but you killed me, Qian Shi Bai... If it's true..."

A chill ran down her spine, and a dark, chilling feeling rose in her heart as she listened to her laughter.

"Ah, what is this...?" Suddenly, a laugh broke out, followed by a moment of silence. After listening quietly, Qian Shi Bai listened intently.

"You might not like someone's stubbornness, madness, but I would like her, which is perfectly reasonable."

"I'm so thoughtful, I understand you so well, so gentle and kind, like a white stone, so much more so than you, with your sickly demeanor."

"It is not right to rely on others for personal gain, but to respect those who are willing to be treated with respect first, and to gain those who are happy to be treated with greed."

"Ishiba is no match for you, you hundred and one, no... ten," she said coldly, grabbing Izumi Kuroi's hand.

The state of consciousness and madness was Mani's language; he stared intently at her, his eyes fixed on her, while Izumi Kuroi gripped her shoulder tightly, holding onto Chigoro Shiro's body.

"!? That good woman is no match for me, Chu Qing, and all of you are like Master Heng Yong. You understand her better than I do, and you love her more than I do."

"What? Is she not better than me? What? Is it good enough for you? Is it difficult for me?"

"Why can't you stay? You want that woman to leave that day, why?"

"Ah! You're so happy that you made me do this, so why don't you understand why?"

Speaking of which, Zi Dongmu was staring intently at Reize Seiguro, who was very close to him.

"..."

"Ah, you are... I didn't expect this to end like this, from beginning to end," Izumi Kuroi suddenly grabbed Sengoku Shiro's shoulder. "Why don't you understand, Master Hengyong?"

"Please return to the right path as soon as possible, if you want to end this mess, don't disturb my life," she said, her gaze indifferent, seemingly unmoved. Kurozumi remained motionless.

"His name is somewhat unknown, and his words are pitiful." "What is this? It makes me want to vomit. This is how I am... ah, this is..."

Some of the dye had fallen, revealing her bare eyes, and she was also tightly clutching her hand.

Slightly pursed, her lips, like cherry blossoms, fell below the mask. Izumi Kuroi listened slowly as she finished speaking, her voice softening as she listened to Sengoku Shiro's words.

"That's really disgusting, you've completely exposed your true colors after what you did—"

"You're actually quite gentle and kind, not bad at all. I just think you have some extreme and biased ideas, like when we first met."

Like a pure white flower in a book, I make you feel disgusted, do you only feel disgust towards me?

? Ask if you need to return

Is it obvious that this kind of thing is not easy to see?

A mocking smile, a cold laugh, and Izumi Kuroi.

".hehe"

"? Does she like you more than I do? Of course not." The voice of the cold, pitying Qian Shi Bai changed, and he looked at her with a newfound chill.

"You would have thought this would happen, Shi Bai, to you," Izumi's dark face turned gloomy. "You are the one I chose."

"What? I was clearly enjoying massage and knee-resting massages before, but now I can't even touch them anymore?"

He sighed softly, his hand retracting its grip on the white stone, a silent silence settling in. "Is this true emotion...?"

"Don't touch me!" she shouted suddenly, her hand outstretched as she reached out to slap him. Just as she was about to touch him, she...

He reached out his hand as he was about to lift the chin, but instead, he stood up and looked at the black-clad Izumi, who was walking towards him. He then stood up again, looking at the white-clad Sengoku. The meaning of the words was indeed...

Why is she not at home? How can she explain this to me?

The inquiry will definitely confirm that he will not see it, and he will return home at around 7:00 AM. He will meet with Qian Shi Bai in the early morning.

There might be some troubles and changes in the situation, if it's not too late to go back today.

"What do you mean? Can't we go back tonight?" she asked in a deep voice, ignoring Izumi Kuroi's words.

"Oh, this is very hurtful. Your expression is so different, Master Hengyong," she said, feigning sadness, her eyes cold and indifferent as she looked up at Izumi.

"I sat down on the bed and came to the side, saying, 'Winter wood rots'? Oh, it's gone and won't come back, tonight...'"

! He said she wouldn't say a word to him, and that he wouldn't meet her again. He was afraid that Qian Shi Bai would never show her any mercy again.

She wanted to satisfy her desires quickly, but only wanted a little peace. She looked at Izumi Kuroizuki with a cold, indifferent expression.

"I need to hurry back and forth. There's nothing I want to do or say, no need to rush."

"I'm very talkative and have many thoughts, so please sit down," said Qian Shi Bai with a smile, seemingly without pity. "Would you like to call me Dongmu Xiuzi? Do you want to repeat my name?"

"You can't just call yourself a rotten winter tree, can you? Even your name is fake," he said, laughing self-deprecatingly.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and said, "...Rotten, so..."

The gatehouse was locked and closed off, and he was allowed to enter.

He strode into the inner room, his steps resolute, as if determined to make a certain decision. He took a deep breath, then fell silent for a moment.

He beckoned to him, and said, "Come in."

! Zi Dongmu rotten into a fake, completely disguised himself, the kind of beauty of the west and east, the beautiful eyes, the fake hair, the mask and mouth, still pitiful Qian Shi Bai, just like the one before him.

The door opened from the outside in, clicked open, and less than a minute later...

The doorbell rang, and Izumi Kuroi stood in front of the room, swallowing hard as she looked up, her mouth agape.

...donggu

I finally found room number 205. The clock struck a few minutes, and I walked along the corridor, which resembled a palace maze, with red carpets lining the path.

From the fifth floor upwards, the elevator was very convenient for him. He didn't actually stop people, as he said, "It's like a rotten tree in winter."

Entering the large store, I felt uneasy as I walked past the piercingly bright lights. I picked up my phone and put it away. I finally recognized the person behind me.

84. Counterattack

One point, this white light shines in the heart, the spring is black—only after being released will he be able to do so, like this.

Full of winter wood rots, so let this be, endure it, and you can only bear it, and you cannot resist it.

With unwavering patience and reluctance, he remained silent, like a dark spring.

To trample and toy with them wantonly, treating them like mere playthings—this kind of behavior...

With one fingertip, she traced a thin line along her lips, revealing her handsome and dashing face, her hair parted in a shady style.

The dark-faced Izumi reached out and touched the short knife, placing it down on his hand. He saw that Chishiro's hands and feet were already shackled.

"...The happiest thing is that my beloved teacher is always so clever and obedient."

Separation is temporary, but there will always be a time for reunion. He and Qian Shi Bai are always waiting, and he is not wrong to say that Dong Mu Xiuzi is not wrong.

He was unwilling to see this, for there might be danger or pity for Chishiro Shiro, and that was not the only reason he would speak.

Some people regret their actions afterward, so they obediently follow the advice of Izumi Kuroi.

He threw it on the bed, pulled out the handcuffs from the cabinet, and said, "I feel sorry for Qian Shi Bai." He also put them on his feet, "That's how you behave."

She could only go along with it, but that wouldn't work. It's a problem with a person's mental state, and...

The criminal was indeed on the ground, and there was no doubt about his true nature.

Forced by circumstances, no legal action was taken.

The handcuffs were put on, and the obedient boy sighed softly. He then fell silent and remained silent until the darkest hour.

"..."

"Choose yourself, or else you'll be put in this handcuffs," said Reiichiro, throwing a pair of iron handcuffs at Izumi.

There are many kinds of handcuffs, whips, and leather whips here.

He opened the first cabinet, and approached the bedside cabinet. He took a few steps forward and nodded pitifully to Qian Shibai.

"I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy. I saw that woman and Teacher Heng together, so intimate, I'm going crazy, um."

"Izumi Kuroi said, his voice heavy with sullenness, gritting his teeth. 'You're really going crazy...'"

"That's not wrong either. I can only be taken care of by Master Hengyong, but I can't move. Although Master Hengyong hurt me, I'm also in great pain," said Shiraishi Chishi with a pleasant kiss, pointing the knife at Izumi Kuroi. Chishi Shiraishi tilted his head slightly.

"I can only rely on my master's skill in dismembering my hands and feet, and I will never resist. I have no patience."

He picked up the knife, and in the middle of the room, he was pushed up by Izumi Kuroi, who was also pitying him, and wanted to take advantage of the situation.

He cannot resist, and can only compromise for the time being.

She walked forward a few steps, and then fell silent.

Before leaving, he gestured to him, nudged Izumi Kuroi, and said softly, "I feel sorry for Sengoku Shiro." "Don't you want to do this? Be good, Master Hengyong."

! If you break a bone, do so immediately; if you act rashly or lightly, do not dare to do anything that is not in accordance with the will of Izumi Kuroi. Your back will be twisted, and your arms and hands will be injured.

The battle was over. She turned around, grabbed his arm with both hands, and then bumped her chest against Izumi Kuroi's shoulder. She took a step forward, her head turned to the side.

The bursting of the flame was full of movement, opening the door to the emptiness of the void, a kind of action he took, a kind of martial arts skill that Qian Shi Bai could see in his eyes, a pity.

As Oizumi Kuroko raised her fist and swung it towards the head, a painful ache emanating from her abdomen.

"You're going to make me wear a uniform! Ah, how can I possibly manage this?"

"I don't want to do this to you, Master Hengyong," said Qian Shi Bailian, standing up as if to seize this opportunity.

He twisted his body slightly, his face contorted in pain, and staggered backward, taking a few steps before his back foot struck the ground hard. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)