Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Bai Weiran was very surprised.

What's with Qin Ning's outfit?

She wore a one-piece, jet-black dress that looked like a sack, tightly wrapped up to ten centimeters below her knees. Qin Ning looked twenty years older and thirty pounds heavier in it. She looked like an austere monk from a monastery, and the neck brace had the same effect of diminishing her charm.

If it weren't for her good looks, this outfit would have been even worse.

Bai Weiran stared at her and remained silent.

Qin Ning noticed his gaze and couldn't help but feel a little smug; a barely perceptible smile crept onto her lips.

She knew that this masked man liked this kind of outfit.

He always looked disgusted whenever he talked about her clothes.

Qin Ning racked his brains and came to a conclusion.

Bai Weiran dislikes brightly colored clothes and prefers clothes that cover as much fabric as possible.

The girl's misunderstanding led her from one extreme of being overly feminine and charming to the other.

Bai Weiran thought: Perhaps the aesthetics of this world are different from those of my world, so it's not appropriate to criticize them.

If a profession is like a mountain to climb, then a world is like a universe to cross.

Although it looked normal and consistent before, it seems that it's not quite like that now.

He had this understanding in mind, which is why he answered Qin Ning's question.

"Hey, masked man, what do you think of my outfit today?"

Bai Weiran nodded, knowing that when a girl asked such a question, he had to offer a polite and courteous compliment.

"I think it's good."

Qin Ning thought: Just as I thought!

The misunderstanding between them deepened.

During the lesson that day, Qin Ning asked him a question.

"Hey, masked man."

Why are you trying to stop me from liking my teacher?

What she really wanted to ask was—do you like me?

Chapter Twenty-Two: A Yandere with Sound Morals

[Contextual Questions]

The girl looks at you with sparkling eyes. She is wearing a black sack-like outfit that reduces her charm by 100, but it still can't hide her beauty. The clothes cover all her curves, but they make people pay special attention to her beautiful and slender neck and fair fingers.

The carefully maintained nails have a delicate pink color, making one feel that the springtime charm of cherry blossoms is condensed here and has never faded away.

She leans close to you, tilts her head back, completely unguarded, so close that you could kiss her soft, petal-like lips with just a slight tilt of your head, fulfilling your fantasy.

What would you do at this moment?

Option 1: I'm a man, of course I'll kiss him.

Option Two: I'm a man among men, I'll just charge in.

Bai Weiran selected option three and filled in the blanks himself.

"...Are you a little bit princess-like?"

After Qin Ning processed those words, her pupils contracted in shock.

Bai Weiran extended his index finger and pressed it against Qin Ning's smooth forehead—pushing her away directly.

"Not every person of the opposite sex who is nice to you around your age likes you."

Furthermore, the tasks all clearly state that one should not engage in any inappropriate interactions with the task recipient.

Bai Weiran is a person of high moral character, but he is not a believer in Platonic love.

He's a man, and he has a specific purpose in choosing a partner.

I want both physical and mental well-being.

He didn't want to fall for Qin Ning, the type he shouldn't have touched from the start. If he didn't touch her, he would gain money; if he did, he would lose both money and love. He wouldn't be able to be with her, he would be sent back to the real world, his mission would be forcibly ended, and he wouldn't get a single penny.

Not to mention, the difference between the two is not just in social class, but across different worlds.

Qin Ning was pressed against the back of the chair, feeling disappointed, but surprisingly not too upset.

Bai Weiran's answer was not surprising.

"Then why did you teach me, help me, and save me?"

"I have a mission to complete," Bai Weiran replied calmly, without any hesitation.

"...What mission?"

“We are a mysterious organization that travels through dimensional rifts. You can also refer to us as the Time and Space Administration. There are many worlds in the dimension, and each world has times of disorder. We will anticipate these disorder and correct them, and you are the starting point of one of these disorder.”

Bai Weiran works in the gaming industry, so fabricating this kind of content is second nature to him.

This is the world view of "Tomorrow's Administration", a 2D card game he made before.

That game is a dark chapter in our history; it was shut down and hasn't been running since.

Qin Ning was a little confused after hearing this.

If someone else had told her this, she definitely wouldn't have listened to a word or believed a single one. But after witnessing Bai Weiran's superhuman abilities, she had no choice but to believe it.

“What disorder have I caused?” she asked.

"...It's a confidential matter and I can't disclose it." (Translation: I hadn't thought about it.)

“That’s true… If you tell me, it’s like telling me what will happen in the future.” Qin Ning touched her forehead and pouted.

"I don't really want to know what will happen in the future."

Bai Weiran let out a soft "Oh!"

"You don't want to know? That's unusual; most people would want to know."

The most precious news in this world must be news about the future.

The girl rested one hand on the edge of the table, her index finger tapping lightly.

"I don't understand why so many people want to know. If something good is going to happen, knowing in advance means I've used up my happiness, which I don't like. If something bad is going to happen, worrying in advance doesn't like that either. I just want to do what needs to be done at that time!"

"...Didn't you ever think about turning the bad into the good?"

Qin Ning snorted.

"Why would I be afraid of those difficulties? I don't even have the ability to face them head-on, why would I have to cheat?!"

Bai Weiran praised it and chuckled softly.

"What a coincidence, we've reached the same conclusion."

Qin Ning touched her forehead, feeling puzzled. Bai Weiran had called her out on her narcissistic princess syndrome, but instead of feeling angry, she felt a sweet and warm sense of pride when Bai Weiran said that they were on the same page.

Let's set aside the topics of love, coaxing, and gentleness.

The two unexpectedly found common ground on a certain issue, which gave her a sense of joy, like meeting a worthy opponent or a kindred spirit.

She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then tried to pretend nothing was wrong and asked further questions.

"...So...is your girlfriend from the same organization as you? Oh, no, I should say, how can someone who speaks so rudely have a girlfriend?"

Bai Weiran thought: That's definitely tsundere.

But her arrogance is adorable, and her true intentions are as clear as day.

He thought it was cute.

"I do have a girlfriend." He didn't shy away from the topic.

Qin Ning's expression immediately darkened.

“It used to exist.”

Qin Ning's eyes immediately brightened again.

"Maybe it's just like you said, I'm not good at sweet-talking people." Bai Weiran twirled the pen, which hovered in mid-air and made all sorts of fancy flips. Qin Ning couldn't help but stare at the pen.

His ex-girlfriend did complain about his heavy workload, frequent overtime, and unpleasant words. On Valentine's Day, while everyone else was posting screenshots of red envelopes for 1314 and 520 on social media, she received nothing. Not to mention their anniversary; everyone else received a T brand necklace and a C brand bag, but he still didn't give her any recognition.

Bai Weiran had to admit that he had failed in his duty in this regard.

He's not romantic, and he's even too rational about these holiday rituals. For the gaming industry, holidays big and small are all opportunities to make money. There are Qixi Festival activities, Spring Festival activities, and Valentine's Day activities. While others are celebrating, they are working overtime.

He ignored the other person.

When his ex-girlfriend got angry, he was too rational and only wanted to reason with her, ignoring her emotions.

Reasoning with people cannot solve emotional problems.

If all we had to do was reason, everyone in the world could be optimistic and carefree, because with the explosion of knowledge and information we have today, we can find brilliant quotes and masterpieces everywhere we look.

He calmly and briefly recounted the things that had ended between him and his ex-girlfriend.

At this moment, Bai Weiran became careless. Because the mission was progressing well, Qin Ning was becoming more and more gentle and rational, and seemed to be a proud young lady with a strong sense of morality. He thought he had really successfully cured the yandere. He felt that he could talk to Qin Ning about his own affairs without any hesitation, just like a friend.

When Bai Weiran later recalled this period, he would say, "After encountering many yanderes, I realized that yanderes cannot be cured; they simply become more latent from being overt."

"What's harder to deal with than a yandere with warped values ​​is a yandere with upright values."

"They not only have strong moral values ​​and ruthless methods, but also an extraordinary level of perseverance."

But at this moment, he simply sat quietly and talked to Qin Ning about his ex-girlfriend.

"So the talks fell through."

"She has her own problems with emotional control, but I also have my own problems."

"When problems arise in a relationship, it's never just one person's fault."

He smiled, and the pen that had been floating in the air flew into his outstretched palm.

"The chat is over," he said.