Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Mortal Kombat: The Scumbag Who Stole the Yandere Girls - Author: Jin Shi Lang Zi

Summary:

Behind every yandere girl, there is a wickedly kind but scumbag boyfriend.

Bai Weiran, a game designer by profession, transmigrated.

He beat up the wicked, gentle scumbag and stole those yandere girls.

Imprison them! And subject them to harsh instruction!

Read more books, earn more money, see more men, and experience more of the world. Broaden your horizons, increase your abilities, and your yandere tendencies will naturally disappear without medicine.

One day, these girls who shouldn't exist in his world came to his door.

“Brother Weiran, you said that you can fall in love with someone after only meeting them. That just shows your shallowness. You can only understand your true feelings after meeting many people. I understand my true feelings now!”

Bai Weiran: ...?

Volume One

Chapter 1 Hello, I am a member of the Discipline Inspection Committee

"Hey, teacher, why can't you... why can't you see my heart?"

The room was dimly lit, and two figures were reflected in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. A young man was tied to a chair, and a girl stood in front of him, lifting his chin with her slender, white fingers, her voice resentful and her expression aggrieved.

Looking out from the window on the 28th floor, one sees the most bustling area of ​​the city, where colorful neon lights illuminate a vibrant sea of ​​light in the distance. But when the light shines into the room, it becomes dim, only casting a hazy glow on the faces of the young man in the chair and the girl in front of him.

The young man chuckled softly, lowered his eyelashes, his expression aloof and indifferent, showing no desire or ambition.

"..."

The girl's tone became even more aggrieved, her accusations subtle and gentle.

"Say something, teacher!"

"You used to be so gentle, why have you become like this now?"

"You promised me you'd be with me, that you'd always be good to me, and that you'd always smile at me like that..."

The girl sobbed softly, squatted down in front of the silent young man, placed her hands on his thighs, and looked up at the bound young man with the posture of a cat begging for its master's mercy.

The young man's eyes flickered.

They just kept silent.

Unable to understand her heartfelt feelings, the girl's aggrieved expression gradually changed.

"In that case, I want to have the teacher." She said with a smile. The light coming in from the window couldn't penetrate her eyes, leaving her in complete darkness. She was wearing a thin-shouldered halter dress, not revealing any skin. Her beautiful shoulders and slender limbs, along with the youthful innocence and purity of her figure, were mesmerizing.

The young man's face remained paralyzed, but his gaze followed the curve upwards.

But the girl noticed his gaze, bent down, and whispered a smile in his ear.

"...Teacher, you like watching me too, don't you?"

Her expression suddenly changed. "Then why won't you say whether you like me or not? Every time I ask you, you avoid the question and then you go and kiss other people. Hey, teacher, do you think it's better to kiss other people? Why do you only kiss other people and not me?"

Her expression grew increasingly frantic.

The young man looked on with pity, like a god looking down on his madly worshipping followers.

But his gaze couldn't help wandering over that snow-white skin.

"But I've already decided, I want to stay in this room with the teacher forever."

"I won't let you go until you tell me you love me. Hey, teacher, we have so much life ahead of us—"

"My teacher is so considerate, this way... she'll never leave me..."

Her pupils contracted, and her breathing became rapid with excitement.

Approaching the young man, his posture seemed to be asking for a kiss.

Then--

Then the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window shattered with a crash, a strong wind howled wildly, and the expensive sheer curtains were violently flipped outwards and then suddenly rolled inwards.

The girl looked out the window in astonishment, and even the young man, whose expression had been one of utter disbelief, finally showed a hint of surprise.

A figure floated outside the window of the 28th floor. He wore a snow-white mask, half crying and half smiling. He wore a white shirt and suit pants, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked like a corporate slave who had just finished get off work and was about to have a couple of drinks with his friends. He stared at his phone, comparing messages.

"Qin Ning, seventeen years old, only daughter of the Qin Group, height 1.65 meters, weight... no problem, physiological characteristics confirmed, she is indeed herself."

The masked youth put away his phone.

"Hello, I am your discipline inspector, Wei Ran."

“Ms. Qin Ning, you have been selected for the picture book of sick love girls and need to undergo strict behavioral correction. Please come with me immediately. You have the right to remain silent, but you have no possibility of finding a lawyer or calling the police. You have no other choice but to be taken away by me or taken away by me while I knock you unconscious.”

As Wei Ran spoke, she took two steps forward, her feet landing steadily on the carpet, and glanced around the room.

The room was meticulously prepared, decorated with a romantic and enchanting sea of ​​roses. The bed was also decorated with petals arranged into a heart shape, a common feature in honeymoon suites. Inside the rose heart were a necklace, handcuffs, and various other small props that are difficult to describe.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared, and a long sword was pointed directly at him.

There was a knife in front and a 28-story building behind.

"Who are you? Are you another bad guy trying to stop me and my teacher?" The girl tilted her head. The light from the window only illuminated the lower half of her face, while the upper half remained hidden in darkness, revealing only her deep, terrifying eyes that shone without any light.

"Logically speaking, yes." Wei Ran nodded and responded frankly.

"...Then you can die! Whoever tries to stop me and the teacher must die."

Qin Ning sneered and slashed forward with lightning speed. Her trained movements were agile and flexible, as nimble as a cat. With this slash, either intestines would spill out onto the ground, or the person would fall straight down if they didn't retreat and dodge.

But nothing happened; she missed.

Wei Ran walked over to the young man who was tied to the chair and examined him closely.

As expected, even scumbags are good-looking; he's a handsome guy with a subtle, understated appearance.

He put his hands behind his back, glanced down at his pants, chuckled, and turned his head away amidst the other person's surprised gaze.

"Ms. Qin Ning, our course has begun. The first lesson is about examples of men who are silent, uncommunicative, and whose actions are ambiguous, making you guess their intentions. Their attitudes are always unpredictable, and after deep contemplation, they suddenly say: 'Let's break up, I don't love you anymore, you hurt me, I'm not interested in you...' and so on."

"Excuse my bluntness, but people like that are trash, scumbags."

"The more you chase after him, the more despicable he becomes, and the more he'll give you attitude."

The girl couldn't stand hearing others slander her beloved like that, so she ran barefoot straight over, ready to tear Wei Ran apart.

Wei Ran dodged to the side, then with a swift movement, he grabbed the girl and bound her hands behind her back. The girl's body was as supple as a cat's, and she struggled to slip away, but his actions showed no mercy. Like a snake being pinched at its vital point, he turned the girl's face towards the young man who was bound to the chair.

“A real man doesn’t love you anymore, and he won’t want to do anything with you. Because a man with a strong moral compass considers the responsibilities ahead. But this guy complains about you, saying you’re restricting him, imprisoning him, and rejecting you in various ways. He’s just being lazy, but now he can get excited and hard when he sees your body. That’s not a sign of love.”

Wei Ran's voice grew increasingly cold.

"He just wanted to have some fun."

Qin Ning let out a low shout in anger, but Wei Ran ignored her and whispered back.

"Let me share a little bit of common knowledge with Miss Qin."

"Physiologically, men are more likely to experience pleasure than women. According to statistics, 30% to 40% of women in the world never experience true pleasure in their lives during sexual activity with men. In terms of erection and endurance, real men are far inferior to sex toys."

"Because men experience pleasure for a shorter time than women, and are more easily aroused, and physiologically, men are born hunters, and once they have a target, they will look for the next one. Therefore, most men find it difficult to consider the woman's feelings after they have achieved pleasure."

"What you want to do to him in this room, he'll look at you as if you forced him, unwilling, but his body will react spontaneously. Believe me, he'll feel much better tonight than you do. You're inexperienced, and if you just do it recklessly, you'll only suffer for one night."

"Please do not be misled by those wish-fulfillment stories and misconceptions."

"Don't try to romanticize what will happen tonight with your own idea of ​​love. It's just boring. Don't romanticize any of these concepts, like sacrificing yourself for love. Because the person you love is inside you, even pain is sweet. If you're unhappy, you're unhappy. One-sided love combined with a coy, irresponsible, and unrequited scumbag is just a tragedy."

"I came here specifically to cure your illness."

Wei Ran pinched Qin Ning's nape, and the girl, who was still resisting, suddenly felt as if her bones had been removed, and her whole body went limp, but she was still conscious, with only her big, bright eyes staring at him in shock and astonishment.

Wei Ran hoisted the girl's graceful body onto his back as if carrying a sack of rice, and walked to the chair.

"Come on, let me show you how ordinary a person can actually be, and let you see clearly that the one you think you can't have always has a face that says the whole world owes him billions."

He kicked the chair and himself off the 28th floor.

The young man was bound and unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as he fell.

The girl's eyes widened, tears streamed down her face, and her scream pierced the long night.

"don't want--!!!"

Chapter Two: The Yandere Girl Who Resists Imprisonment

"...You're a devil, a devil, you're a devil!" Inside the room, the girl's hair was disheveled, and she was curled up in a corner, cursing angrily as she glared at Wei Ran warily.

Wei Ran sat in the chair, took a bite of oatmeal with milk, and muttered to himself.

"...Hmm, I didn't expect the cereal in this world to be so delicious. I wish I could bring some back with me. I should mention it as a work benefit...I just don't know if I can..."

He quickly ate half of it, and when he looked up, the bowl on the ground in front of the girl was still full.

Aren't you going to eat?

The girl glared at him resentfully and reached out to overturn the bowl of cereal, but as soon as she made a move, the cereal floated to the table next to Wei Ran without any wind.

“If you won’t eat it, I will. Food is very precious,” Wei Ran said.

"Perhaps Miss doesn't understand this principle. It's alright. I will correct your bad habits later. Don't worry, this is an additional service and there is no extra charge."

Qin Ning huddled in her chair, looking at Wei Ran. Her eyes welled up with tears as she recalled what had happened a few hours earlier.

In front of her, Wei Ran kicked her teacher, Lin Luo, off the building.

She screamed, her heart breaking, but Wei Ran carried her and chased after the falling chair.

"Look, this is the true reaction of a person before death."

She watched as that indifferent face, which only paid her any attention and seemed unworthy of her, went from being filled with fear and tears to contortion. Just as the chair was about to hit the ground and smash its head open, it suddenly stopped. His pupils dilated, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Qin Ning looked at that posture she had never seen before and suddenly felt as if she had been hit on the head with a stick.