Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

“I laugh at you for being a child, thinking you’re so important—let me explain this logic to you! Qin Yun, you think you’re special and important to me, but in fact, it’s not your personal value. You’re neither special nor important. It’s just that I’m willing to give you this specialness and importance.”

Xia Yanle smiled silently and reached into her pocket.

"But I don't want to give you that anymore!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw a small object at Qin Yun's face—

Qin Yun was stunned. When he saw that it was a lighter, the memory of terror returned, and he fell backward to the ground in fright. The pebbles cut his palm, bringing a burning sensation. The lighter spun in the air and quietly landed on him.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the lighter didn't even contain any fuel.

Wearing autumn and winter ankle boots, she walked over with rhythmic steps, lifting one foot to kick Qin Yun's side waist.

Xia Yanle has read a lot of books, including not only basic theories but also acupuncture points.

The sudden numbness caused Qin Yun to cry out loudly, turning to the side and pressing her waist, feeling an excruciating pain as if she were about to be crippled.

Xia Yanle bent down to look at that distorted, handsome face.

Indeed, even the most good-looking person looks ugly when they grin.

Skin is skin, not bone.

"A mere lighter scared you like this? You want to protect me? Is that all you've got?" Her tone returned to normal, cold yet gentle, followed by a sneer full of sarcasm.

"Qin Yun, you're so boring, really, incredibly boring—"

Even with superhuman abilities, you are still just Qin Yun, the Qin Yun who knows how to play the monkey.

There is someone who, even without superhuman abilities, she can still admire.

She straightened up, walked past Qin Yun, and left without a second glance.

I don't need to see this guy again.

At the end of this semester, she will transfer to the top college, which has been extending an offer to her since her undergraduate days. However, because the scholarship they can offer is not as high as that of this college, she is content with the status quo and has not accepted.

Now she has changed her mind.

Because she needs better resources and an academic environment to conduct experiments.

She found a lot of information from that facility.

But there's something rather strange.

The facility primarily possesses technologies related to brain science and memory.

There was no mention whatsoever of the technology involved in traveling to parallel worlds.

This is actually the part she's most curious about.

Xia Yanle frowned and unconsciously quickened her pace.

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"If you plan to stay, then you have to learn to adapt to living in this world."

Bai Weiran sat facing the little girl, his tone indifferent and his expression solemn.

He had a frank conversation with Mengmeng and asked her to move out.

Seeing Mengmeng open her eyes and look at him with an innocent expression, he forced himself to harden his heart.

“Only blood relatives will help you unconditionally. You should understand that society is cruel. In the end, I am just a stranger. I can only let you stay here temporarily. Now that you have decided to stay, I can no longer let you stay here temporarily.”

No matter if she cries or gets angry, he will stand firm and never change his mind—

He was mentally preparing himself when, in the next second, things took an unexpected turn for the better.

"Okay, I understand. Mengmeng will be moving out. Is she leaving now or tomorrow morning?"

Looking at the girl's calm expression, Bai Weiran slowly typed a question mark.

There was no commotion, no anger?

Until the little girl called his name again.

"Hey, Bai Weiran, do you want me to leave now or tomorrow morning?"

"Uh... tomorrow, or the morning after tomorrow, is also fine."

Why don't you reconsider?

What will you do if you go out by yourself?

The girl quickly made a decision—

"...Then let's do it tomorrow morning! Mengmeng needs to pack her things now!"

They even proactively moved up their choices by one day.

Bai Weiran could only stare in disbelief as she kicked her bunny-head slippers, put her hands behind her back, and entered the bedroom as if no one else was there. Looking at Mengmeng's back, he suddenly realized that the girl had grown taller these days, like a late-blooming flower, her back becoming more and more slender and delicate, shedding her immaturity.

Strike first to gain the upper hand; strike later to be at the mercy of others.

Bai Weiran thought he was the first to strike, but in fact he was the second to strike.

Mengmeng had already guessed that Bai Weiran's next move was to kick her out.

He and Bai Weiran were long-term adversaries.

She calmly pulled out her small suitcase and slowly put some everyday items inside.

Bai Weiran caught up with her and leaned against the bedroom door to watch her movements.

"........."

"…………"

No, she just left like that?

Something's not right. And what if she encounters danger if she goes out?

After watching for twenty minutes, he finally couldn't resist.

"...So...cough...where are you planning to go tomorrow?"

The girl in the game card paused, glancing at him sideways. The duck sat on the carpet, its soft white hair hanging over its shoulders, its white hair and red eyes, its cheeks puffed out—it was incredibly cute.

The words that came out were anything but cute.

"...You're the one who told me to leave, so what business is it of yours where I go?! Mengmeng's free will isn't something you can just buy or sell!"

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Bai Weiran was choked by the words.

Normally, I would have sternly reprimanded her.

He's in an awkward position now, because he kicked the person out just over ten minutes ago, and has lost his footing.

The little girl kept poking at his heart.

"In the end, we are strangers, and I can't talk too much to strangers."

When she really gets sarcastic, the little angel turns into a little devil.

Bai Weiran could only walk away.

As soon as he left, the girl's pouty lips immediately curled into a sly smile. She stopped tidying up and tiptoed to peek out through the half-open door. She saw Bai Weiran sitting on the sofa, frowning and deep in thought, looking restless. He would cross his arms and then pick up a book to read, constantly changing his posture.

She covered her pink lips, chuckled, and retreated, closing and locking the door. She rolled her eyes, then turned to open Bai Weiran's wardrobe, which was neatly arranged. Dark and light-colored clothes were hung on both sides, and below were clothes folded and arranged in order according to the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

It's incredibly smooth, spotless, and has a faint scent of wardrobe desiccant.

The girl threw herself onto the neatly folded clothes, buried her face in them, and inhaled deeply the soft, fresh, and dry texture.

"...Bai Weiran..."

She muttered something under her breath, her voice completely muffled by her clothes.

The feel of these clothes is like that of their owner, exuding a sense of tranquility, softness, and restraint.

Ugh, this is driving me crazy!

Mengmeng bit her lip and carefully pulled out one item from the bottom of each stack of clothes, hiding it in her suitcase under a little skirt.

She closed the closet door, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

That night, Bai Weiran didn't work overtime on his own initiative. He went to bed early and lay on his cot on the floor, unable to fall asleep.

Mengmeng on the bed wasn't asleep either; he could hear her tossing and turning.

But no one spoke, and the stalemate lasted for more than an hour.

Until her snow-white little head peeked out from the edge of the bed, clinging to the bed frame and squinting.

"...Bai Weiran, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Someone this old still cultivating immortality? How dare you not sleep at your age?!"

Her hair had grown long, snow-white, and hung down softly. Because she had been well-nourished and well-cared for these days, her hair was no longer frizzy, but smooth and shiny, like spilled milk under the moonlight.

The ends of her hair swayed about ten centimeters above Bai Weiran's chest.

Bai Weiran blow-dries her hair every day, so he knows how silky and smooth it feels.

He sighed and gently twirled the end of his hair in his palm.

"I also worry that you won't have a good time out there. Remember, someone offering you crabs might not be a good person, and a stranger offering to treat you to crabs is definitely a bad person. Never drink water that's out of your sight, and don't go to any free skincare, beauty, or hair-washing trials you see on the street—"

The little head shrank back, and the next second a pair of tiny white feet stretched out from the edge of the bed.

Before Bai Weiran could understand, he saw those snow-white little feet stomp on his chest twice in anger.

Bai Weiran: ...? ? I feel like I've become Zhuangzi.

She thought she was using a lot of force, but her little feet were too soft; it felt like a soft punch to her chest.

Bai Weiran has a bit of a foot fetish.