Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He thought this to himself, but when he saw the little girl bury her face in her knees, shrugging her shoulders and starting to sob, he was taken aback. He paused, thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to sit down next to her.

“I haven’t finished yet, don’t rush me,” he said, patting the girl’s shoulder gently.

Her reaction was quite strong; she turned into a fluid cat again, dodging his second pat, and even leaned to the side, covering her face and sobbing, putting on an air of "I'm going to break down, I won't listen, I'll cry myself to death."

“…I have…tried my best…” she cried as she scolded him.

"...I do a lot of practice problems every day."

"You told me to...do practice problems, so I did...I did them every single day...I was very diligent!"

"But no matter how hard I try... you tell me, I can't beat her..."

She sobbed and cried, and even when Bai Weiran softened his tone, she wouldn't listen. Instead, her sobs seemed to escalate. Bai Weiran hadn't expected the little girl's emotions to change so quickly. She was so happy eating cake during the day, but in the middle of the night, she was crying and wouldn't sleep.

It feels numb when I pinch it; this "Yu Yu mode" must be a side effect of being a scumbag like Su Cheng!

Unbeknownst to Bai Weiran, the blame was first pinned on the scumbag.

Seeing that she was crying so hard that she was starting to gasp for breath, and fearing that the emotional fluctuations would affect her heart, Bai Weiran acted decisively, pulling her up and holding her and the blanket in his arms.

Aside from the game world, he rarely had physical contact with Yu Mengmeng in real life, at most touching her head or something.

Yu Mengmeng has androphobia and dislikes intimate physical contact, which he always remembers.

This startled her. She stopped crying and stared in astonishment with her wet, red eyes.

Bai Weiran breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the blanket tighter, and whispered comforting words to her.

"It's okay, I didn't touch you. Look, there's a blanket between us!"

"Let me finish what I have to say before you start crying."

He was finally able to keep the conversation going.

"If we're talking about cramming, you probably couldn't beat her even if you tried your whole life. The gap between you and her—well, how do I put it? Let me think, it's probably like the difference between 13 top scorers in the college entrance exam!" After all, she's a genius!

Yu Mengmeng hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"...What is a top scorer in the college entrance examination?"

"Oh, a high-level unit of measurement for academic achievement."

The young man gently embraced the little girl, his tone softening.

"...I can't beat her either, Mengmeng. When it comes to doing practice problems, I'm about six times worse off than her."

"So you beat me by seven top scorers in the college entrance exam." The little girl interjected.

"...Yes, you calculated it very well, very correctly. You can do it again next time...you can do it again next time."

"She understands data, but she's not as good at playing games as you."

"What this means is not a boring, one-sided comparison of 'she loses, you win, you win, she loses,' but rather it tells us that in this world, besides talent and book knowledge, there are many abilities that need to be developed through life experience and practice, and these all require time."

"Be patient, treat time as a friend, believe in your talents, and make the most of each day."

"Strive to grow on your own path, and then one day, all sorts of people with different expertise come together and accomplish something bigger—if you ask me, there are so many outstanding people in this world, it would be such a waste not to have them work together!"

Bai Weiran chuckled softly.

The little girl felt she understood, but she didn't fully understand.

But being held by Bai Weiran, she started to feel sleepy, like a little insect burrowing into the warmer depths of fallen leaves. She snuggled closer to Bai Weiran's shoulder and neck.

She thought: Bai Weiran didn't have much of a smell, but he reminded people of a clear, high-quality glass and clean, pure water.

It cleansed my mind of all worries.

Being so close to men didn't make her feel disgusted; instead, it warmed her heart.

"Can't you just say something nice about me?" she muttered softly, still half-asleep.

What Bai Weiran said made a lot of sense, and she knew it was all well-intentioned, but she just wanted to hear Bai Weiran coax her.

There's a spontaneous, willful urge to rely on someone.

"...If you say I'm good, I won't slack off, but I will...I will be very energetic..."

Bai Weiran chuckled softly, "Alright, as a compliment, I'll cut you a little red flower another day."

Mengmeng felt like she had only been asleep for a short while. When she opened her eyes, she found herself still on the sofa, with Bai Weiran holding her and replying to messages on his phone with one hand.

They didn't immediately throw her back into the bedroom.

She still refused to sleep in the same room as Xia Yanle tonight, but Bai Weiran forced her to go in.

As the weather grew colder, Yu Mengmeng, being of delicate constitution, needed air conditioning. With guests sleeping in the bedroom, Bai Weiran couldn't bear to let them catch a cold. Being frugal by nature, he became forceful and made Yu Mengmeng sleep in the bedroom.

She pretended to be asleep, squinting her eyes to peek at him.

The only light in the living room was from the floor lamp in front of the computer, which was dim and cast a hazy glow on his profile.

The girl's eyelashes suddenly trembled, like a butterfly gently flapping its wings.

Those blank figures in my memory overlap with this person's face.

Hey hey hey! I want to be with this person forever!

She was like a clumsy butterfly, just peeking out of its chrysalis.

For butterflies, flying is instinct.

For a yandere, wanting to possess someone before even realizing they are a lover is an instantaneous instinct.

She gazed at the Adam's apple rising and falling gently before her eyes—

Bai Weiran was looking down at the company's WeChat messages when suddenly the girl on top of him stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck. A warm feeling filled his body, and the faint fragrance of shower gel filled his senses. She was using the same brand as him. The two embraced, and their scents mingled together.

...? ?

He was surprised when he heard the little girl call out indistinctly and come closer.

"...Ah! Crab, don't run away..."

Did you dream about eating a huge crab? And you were hugging it and gnawing on it?

His thoughts flashed by, and the next second his whole body stiffened.

The girl opened her mouth and bit down squarely on his throat.

It was very gentle, didn't hurt, and even gave me a strange, tingling sensation.

Even though he knew she was dreaming of eating delicious food, Bai Weiran had a strange feeling of being suddenly bitten in the groin by a ferocious beast.

He woke up in a flash—

"That's not right, I'm not a crab, stop!"

What if this continues and I end up on the front page of some news website?

Shocking! A teenage girl viciously bites an adult man in the middle of the night. What kind of beastly man could drive her to such a suicidal act?!

The sentence starts at ten years and can be as long as the death penalty.

He swore he was completely innocent and had no personal feelings whatsoever; internet headlines are murderous!!

He frantically scrambled to his feet on the sofa, while Xia Yanle, who had witnessed everything that had just happened, leaned against the door, looking up at the bedroom light above, and suddenly burst into silent laughter.

Retract the previous evaluation.

“Mr. Weiran is indeed different.”

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There should be another update later (*-ω-)

Hmph, where are your monthly passes? (Turns pockets)

Chapter 43 The Otaku Girl Strikes Back! (4K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Xia Yanle closed a book and rubbed her slightly sore and numb neck.

She was full of anticipation before she came.

Judging from the masked man's actions, she prejudicially concluded that this world already possessed a higher level of technology—even to the point of being able to break through the dimensional barrier.

So as soon as she arrived, she excitedly began to study it.

Disappointed.

This world doesn't even have the technology to break through dimensional barriers, let alone time travel. Some excellent scholars have put forward interesting theories that have given her some new ideas, but in the end, they are all still in the hypothesis stage, and there are no truly successful cases.

She sighed, leaned back on the sofa, closed her eyes, and heard the clear, melodious sound of the little dolphin wind chimes by the window.

For a man's room, this little dolphin wind chime is incredibly cute and childlike, exuding a strong sense of girlish charm.

She glanced at it a couple of times in the morning, and then Bai came over with a serious expression to introduce it.

"This is a gift from my sister for my 18th birthday. Isn't it beautiful?"

From the time Bai Weiran was ten years old, he remembered every birthday gift his younger sister gave him each year, as if they were his own treasures.

Xia Yanle stared at the wind chimes, somewhat lost in thought.

"...Do you like Bai Weiran?"

Her tender voice turned somewhat cold as she was being questioned.

Xia Yanle was slightly surprised, but she didn't show it. She slowly turned her head to face the white-haired girl who was hostile and whose eyes had lost their luster.

Xia Yanle was no stranger to this kind of hostile gaze.

That's how all the women surrounding Qin Yun saw her.

She has even encountered more unreasonable situations, such as being confronted and verbally abused by girls she doesn't know at all, simply because their crushes have a crush on her.

Xia Yanle didn't understand this situation at all.

Who are you?

Who is he?

If your relationship falls apart, why are you blaming a complete stranger?

The result is the same here, everywhere is the same: when a woman falls in love with a man, she will eventually turn into this ugly state.