Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Suddenly the whole company gets a special holiday, and on Christmas Day no less?

Who else but the boss has the power to act so recklessly?

A message came from the enterprise VX.

[Han Xin: Hey! Brother Weiran, the company's on holiday, so I can't work overtime! That means we have time for a date, right? (*^▽^*)]

Qin Ning sent a message, then stopped typing with her slender fingers. In the darkness, the light from the phone screen illuminated her dark eyes, creating a square-shaped glow.

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Today's update—

Thanks to all the brothers for your kind reminders yesterday. Sometimes I update less, but I think it's for the long haul. (*'▽｀)◇ゞ

Chapter Fourteen: An Unexpected Christmas (Part 1)

On a bright and sunny morning, people were already taking pictures in front of the simple little workshop.

The backdrop features a simple green plum packaging design, with a rustic and ugly look. The cheap inkjet printing and distorted colors make the entire backdrop appear very down-to-earth.

Fortunately, Xiao hope, who was in front of them, saved everything.

This time, instead of a mascot costume, she wore a simple light green farmhouse outfit with a touch of the Republican era. It featured a sleeveless top with Chinese knot buttons, revealing her two slender arms, capri pants that exposed her fair ankles, and a pair of retro black cloth shoes embroidered with camellias.

The slender, lively girl, like a mountain sprite, stands in front of the background, perfectly embodying the combination of rustic, ugly, and cute.

The neighbors in the village got up early, bringing their elderly and children to watch and admire the spectacle, though the object of their praise was somewhat off.

"It looks great, I knew this background would be beautiful."

"Who said this background couldn't be handled well? I'll argue with them!"

"Look how perfectly this little girl fits the background!"

He openly claimed credit for Xiao hope's work.

Nana floated in mid-air beside Bai Weiran, clapping her hands and cheering loudly for Xiao hope.

"Xiao hope, you're so beautiful—ahhhh, I love you, I want to marry you—"

"Xiao hope, target: a yandere idol who started as the spokesperson for Vinegar Plum and is popular all over the country!"

No one could hear it except Bai Weiran, whose head was throbbing from the noise. He covered his right ear with a finger and only put it down after Nana finished shouting.

“You have a lot of energy,” he said.

"She can't hear."

Nana knew very well that no matter how hard she shouted, her voice wouldn't reach Xiaoxi.

Besides tormenting him, ravaging and abusing his ears—

Nana lowered her hand, which she had been making a megaphone shape around her mouth, and tilted her head to look at Bai Weiran with a puzzled expression.

“Mr. William, you’re really strange.”

"…………?!"

"Xiao hope can't hear me, but Nana just wants to cheer her on. Nana isn't cheering for Xiao hope to respond; it's just that Nana is happy to cheer for Xiao Xi!"

The little pink-haired girl even gave Bai Weiran a stern lecture.

"The meaning of everything should lie within oneself!"

Bai Weiran: …………I feel like I'm being attacked by the very words I said.

Then Nana flashed her white teeth and giggled.

"And let's persevere a little longer... what if it's the right thing to do?"

"One day, Xiaoxi heard my voice."

"If I give up first, she will never have the chance to hear it."

He turned around and cheered loudly on the filming set.

"Xiao hope~ Go for it~ Xiao hope~ Go for it~~"

"Xiao hope, when will you become a nationally renowned idol? Today! Today!!"

Bai Weiran stopped covering his right ear with his fingers.

The cameraman raised his hand towards Xiaoxi on set and shouted—

"Come on, look this way, let's do one more!"

"Ok."

The girl in light green turned her back for the forty-eighth time, and turned her head at the command of three, two, and a plum in her hand, revealing a bright smile that was exactly the same as when she did it the first time.

"Are you alright? If you are, have some pickled plums!"

"Hey, want to know how I feel when you're with other people? Want to get jealous?!"

The last sentence was added at Bai Weiran's request.

After being filmed for a series of promotional videos featuring products such as rice, corn oil, eggs, chili sauce, honey, and large vats of pickled vegetables, Xiao hope has lost the ability to resist these down-to-earth promotional videos. Instead, she has become increasingly adept at making obsessive and yandere remarks.

There was no other way but to play myself.

Bai Weiran stood with his arms crossed, watching when suddenly a soft question came from behind him.

"...Mr. William, are you troubled?"

Bai Weiran turned his head and met the gaze of a disheveled man with a menacing, bloodshot eye hidden behind pink hair.

Nana really likes to scare people.

Suddenly, it climbs onto someone's back and blows a breath of cold air into their ear.

Despite the chilling scene, Bai Weiran remained unfazed.

No, you're overthinking it.

The pink-haired little girl giggled.

“But you haven’t said a word since you arrived today.”

The filming location was too far from Xiao hope's residence, so Bai Weiran gave up on taking transportation—he couldn't bring himself to be a real devil after all, watching Xiao hope stay up all night to record a program the day before yesterday and then have to catch a night flight to arrive at the filming location at four o'clock.

Being an idol is no human being.

But in reality, such things happen far more often; the entertainment industry is a world that doesn't treat people like human beings.

Bai Weiran came over by himself. He dug Xiaoxi out of bed at around 3 a.m. and carried her to their destination in a few flashes.

The reason it was called "scooping her up" was because Xiao hope was exhausted from the intense recording the day before and had no strength to resist. She just wanted to sleep, so Bai Weiran could only hold her under his arm and scoop her up to take her away.

Under such mental and physical torment, it's not surprising that one would develop a liking for and dependence on a scumbag.

Nana clung to his back the whole time, hitching a ride, and excitedly yelling.

Bai Weiran's Didi Hitch ride

"I just woke up early and didn't really feel like talking," Bai Weiran said, turning his head to the left with a nonchalant expression.

Nana's spirit followed closely behind, leaning in close and staring at him for a long time before suddenly giggling and reverting to her normal pink-haired little girl persona. She then stretched out her arms and wrapped them tightly around Bai Weiran.

"No problem, Mr. William."

"Come, let Nana's hug give you courage, Nana throw-wah—type—"

Bai Weiran: …………

You idol girls, all you know is how to shake hands, hug, wink with love, and sing songs that touch people's hearts, right?

But he couldn't help but laugh.

It must be admitted that these idol girls do have a reason to exist.

When filming ended, it was only seven in the morning. He used the same method to send Xiaoxi back to her dormitory to rest before returning to the real world.

Today is Christmas.

Qin Ning asked him to meet at nine o'clock in the morning.

With a little time to spare, he picked up the book, "I, a Yandere Girl, Am Desperately Escaping the Control of My Godfather," and began to read it in the morning light.

Xx

Qin Ning looked in the mirror, chin slightly raised, lips pursed, and applied a thin layer of lip balm.

Initially colorless, it gradually changes to a perfect pinkish hue when applied to the lips, changing with body temperature.

She pursed her lips, then opened her small bag for the fifth time to check it. She looked at it, then closed it again, gazing at herself in the mirror, her eyes devoid of any light.

She reached out and gently touched her reflection in the mirror, her thoughts sinking into oblivion—

A knock on the door was met with Mengmeng's cheerful voice.

"Knock knock knock, Ningning~ Do you want to build a snowman?"

"It's snowing so heavily! I went to the courtyard and got some snow to bring back. Let's build a snowman at home!"

Aunt Chen's voice followed.

"Mengmeng, that snow is so dirty! Throw it away quickly, people have stepped on it!!"

"It's not dirty at all, I just dug up snow from the roadside!"

"Who knows if the puppy has pooped on it? Throw it away quickly!"

"Aaaaaaah—my snow!!!"

In the mirror, Qin Ning's eyes lit up again. She remained silent and did not respond to the door.

The highlights are repeated, appearing and disappearing intermittently—

She closed her eyes one last time, refusing to look at herself in the mirror again.

The phone rang—

Bai Weiran waited at the agreed location in advance, snow falling on his head and shoulders.

Qin Ning's call didn't come until after the agreed time had passed.