Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

She drew a whole bunch of stick figures.

To an outsider, there was no difference, but she painted with utmost care.

"This is not right, the head is too round."

"His right hand has grown longer."

"...This left leg is too short."

"Ugh! Why is drawing so difficult?"

She filled the entire wall with drawings and finally got a satisfactory stick figure. She closed the pen cap, held it between her fingers, and leaned over to look at the black stick figure in front of her that didn't even have facial features.

Then her little face suddenly turned red, and she covered her face and shook her head violently.

"Xiao Ran, Mingguang will get shy if you look at me like that!!"

She felt incredibly shy looking at the stick figure she had drawn; if the closet hadn't been so small, she probably would have rolled around in it by now.

Once the shyness subsided, she blushed again, raised her head, and poked the stick figure's face with her finger.

She thought for a moment, then picked up her pen again and drew a mouth on the stick figure, a slight curve.

She tapped the mouth she had drawn with her finger and muttered to herself.

"Xiao Ran, what is this? Your mouth! Xiao Ran, what is this? Your mouth! Xiao Ran, what is this? Your mouth!"

They kept going back and forth like a cartwheel.

She stopped talking abruptly.

She opened her eyes wide, leaned closer, and pouted.

"Xiao Ran, what's this? Give me a kiss!"

He kissed the little figure on the wall.

"...Xiao Ran, what's this? Give me a kiss! Xiao Ran, what's this? Give me a kiss! Xiao Ran, what's this? Give me a kiss!!"

Kiss the little figure repeatedly until you're too shy to stand it and bury your face in the pillow.

Mingguang is an innocent and intuitive person, a beautiful but foolish woman with a yandere personality.

She had forced a kiss on Bai Weiran because she was provoked by his actions and because he was unconscious afterward, so she boldly held him down and kissed him forcefully.

When Bai Weiran woke up, Mingguang became timid in the face of his fully conscious state.

Just by looking into each other's eyes, she became incredibly shy.

She used to only know that she wanted to get close to him, liked him, and simply liked him.

Like a child clinging to the person they like.

This fondness remains, but it's like brewing grape juice, transforming into wine in a sealed bottle.

She looked up at the top of the closet and chuckled to herself.

Could you change the game reward in seven days to a kiss?

Xiao Ran's lips are so soft—

But if Xiaoran were to kiss her first, she's afraid she'd explode on the spot. What should she do?

She covered her face with a pillow, her mind filled with all sorts of delusions.

They were in the woods, she leaned against a tree trunk, then looked up and saw the sky ablaze with red maple leaves, while he smiled and leaned in; or she fell into the water, and Xiao Ran jumped in to save him, she helplessly grabbed him, and he swam toward her and kissed her.

Like a kaleidoscope, the girl's imagination continued to expand.

Until a figure walked towards the mirror, reflected in each mirror.

"You're too weak, you understand?"

All the mirrors suddenly shattered.

Mingguang opened his eyes in fright, his heterochromatic pupils filled with panic.

Why did I suddenly think of that person?

That horrible, wicked woman who flicked her forehead.

An inexplicable, deep-seated fear gripped her, and she instantly became alert, anxiously pulling the blanket over herself, her almond-shaped eyes darting left and right.

The person upstairs, Bai, had no idea that he was being kissed repeatedly in a fantasy scenario.

He suddenly fell silent during his lengthy and incisive commentary, resting his forehead on his hand and giving a silent laugh.

"...Am I out of my mind, doing something so pointless?"

He never liked doing useless things.

This minimizes waste of resources and unnecessary emotions in life, ensuring that you are always highly focused on what you want to do.

Knowing that openly scolding Xia Yanle would be useless, he was too lazy to scold her.

What are you doing now? Complaining about commemorative coins?

He cursed himself for being boring and stopped commenting, but he didn't put the commemorative coin back on his phone. He just lay on the bed, tossing the coin up and down, thinking about how he should arrange to escape smoothly after summoning Nana. At the same time, he was mentally simulating several plans, which were rapidly expanding outward like a flowchart in a requirements document.

He closed his eyes to think, and the frequency of the coin tosses gradually decreased.

Finally, only his steady breathing could be heard in the room.

Bai Weiran fell asleep.

The coin held between my fingers suddenly lit up.

A slender figure in a white lab coat, her long, jet-black hair waving gently in the air like black waves.

She landed gently and slowly with her hands in her pockets, wearing a pair of indoor cloth slippers with the words "[Gift of the 36th Symposium]" printed on them.

Being thrifty and managing a household well isn't something only Bai Weiran knows.

The room was dark and gloomy, and she couldn't adjust to it for a moment. She closed her eyes for several seconds and then opened them again.

This is not going to be a comfortable journey, she thought.

Climbing was such a mess. Would it kill you to make the interdimensional portal bigger?

However, when she saw the person lying on the bed, she laughed silently.

"Mr. Weiran, are you surprised? Unexpected? Happy?"

She said this using lip reading; she didn't make a sound.

He was so tired from yelling that he finally managed to get some sleep, and she wasn't so vicious as to wake him up.

I know he's been through so much these past few days.

Don't worry, things can get even worse.

Here I am, aren't I?

Xia Yanle bent down to look at him, scrutinizing his features: eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips.

—That's amazing.

Her last impression of him was from when she was a child.

He had a rebellious and childish air about him when he was young.

He was still there when he grew up, but he hid it.

People are becoming more complex and multifaceted, rational and gentle.

But she could actually vaguely sense this unruly nature.

I couldn't help but get excited—

Man, you've piqued my interest.

She'll look even better as she grows up.

Those long, open eyebrows and eyes, broad shoulders, and a slender waist.

Xia Yanle looked at Bai Weiran with the eyes of someone admiring their possessions, starting from the collarbone of Bai Weiran's slightly open collar, moving across his flat chest, and stopping at the commemorative coin he was holding.

Was this the thing that allowed her to travel through time?

His voice had been coming and going, and a coin-sized dot of light had been flashing in front of her.

He probably needs to hold it in order to keep the passage open.

Xia Yanle reached out to the commemorative coin, wanting to confirm if it would go back if she touched it. But as soon as she touched it, Bai Weiran, who was fast asleep, immediately clenched his fist and held the commemorative coin in his palm, guarding it tightly.

His actions immediately put Xia Yanle in a good mood.

She wasn't in a hurry to take it. She stood up straight, looked around, and easily recognized the location.

After all, she had recently crashed this room with a Gundam.

Xia Yanle let out a soft "Oh!"

This is Xiaomingguang's home.

Where is Xiaomingguang?

Your dear father has arrived, aren't you going to come out and kneel down to greet him?

She must be even prettier now, right?

That pretty little face must look beautiful when it's pale and filled with terror.

How dare you bully Mr. Weiran?

You understand? I allow you to bully him, but I will also severely punish you for bullying him.

Daddy loves you, Mingguang.

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Chapter Nine: I gave you a chance, but you were useless (sob, begging for monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

As Xia Yanle imagined reuniting with Mingguang, a half-teasing smile played on her lips, and her blue eyes sparkled.