Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

They arranged to meet at a restaurant.

As soon as Mingguang stepped inside, he sensed that something was amiss.

The restaurant was on the second floor, and it was completely empty, without a single customer, except for a waiter at the front desk who was looking down at his phone and barely paying attention to anyone.

She has a wild animal-like intuition.

This intuition grew stronger and stronger. She had only been sitting for five minutes, and the appointed time was still far off, but she had already decided to follow her intuition and leave.

She called Ah Chao as she walked out.

The call went through, and Ah Chao kept apologizing on the other end.

"I'm sorry, Cousin Mingguang, it's not that I want to see you, it's that someone else wants to see you—"

"She's a streamer from our company. I'm afraid if I tell her directly that she wants to meet you, you won't agree. But she's really sincere. She said she admires your dancing skills and is your fan. Ahhh—I'm her fan too! Please, Cousin Mingguang, do me a favor!"

"Hello? Cousin Mingguang, are you listening?"

Mingguang held his phone, remaining motionless.

Someone had already taken the lead and was standing in the doorway she had just entered. The person had their hands behind their back, and their large, red eyes were staring at her. A sharp blade tapped lightly on the ground behind her, making a clear, clinking sound.

The receptionist came out, pulled off the small hat that was covering her, her black hair flew up, revealing a beauty mark in her dark eyes. She pressed a remote control, and an iron gate immediately slid down behind Mengmeng, blocking her way.

They don't look like waiters at all.

Calling her an arrogant princess wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Mengmeng squinted, flicked her wrist, and pointed the knife directly at Mingguang's nose. There was no light in her eyes. She tilted her head, looking both cute and terrifying, and let out a cold laugh.

"Miss Mingguang, did you hide Bai Weiran?"

"...Hello, could you please give Bai Weiran back to me?"

“He has been missing for many days. He should go home. I am in a hurry. I am the King of Haste.”

Xx

Nana was standing outside the door, her two bare little feet lightly tapping back and forth, looking puzzled as she tilted her head to listen to the sounds coming from inside the room.

She was just kicked out.

She was surprised that the beautiful blue-eyed woman could also see her.

The beautiful lady kindly asked her her name, where she lived, and how old she was.

She was overjoyed to have met a second person with whom she could communicate and connect.

Tell her directly that you are an idol trainee who has been training for two and a half years, and that you are currently a ghost who died at the age of thirteen.

The beautiful older sister praised her for being pretty and her Spider-Man pose was also very standard.

He's practically Spider-Man reincarnated.

She was delighted and wanted to chat with the beautiful older sister for a while, but the beautiful older sister asked her to go out and stand guard first, because she had something to talk to Mr. William about, something that only adults could talk about.

Mr. William blushed and told me to stop him from leaving.

He was torn between two opinions and didn't know who to listen to, but in the end he decided to trust Mr. William.

The next second, Mr. William was kissed.

The beautiful older sister grabbed his collar, opened her mouth and kissed him, silencing him before he could finish speaking.

The beautiful woman whispered something to Mr. William—and then she was kicked out by him.

To be precise, Mr. William looked quite panicked at the time, and his face turned red.

What are they talking about in the room right now?

Mr. William is still tied up, is it comfortable to chat like this?

Sigh, I should have reminded the beautiful lady that chatting is about sitting down, not sitting on someone's lap. It's very uncomfortable for the person being sat on.

Nana knew she shouldn't eavesdrop, but she couldn't resist her curiosity and ended up pressing her face against the door.

"...Stop right there, Xia Yanle...!"

"Even with your mouth tied, you're still stubborn. You're truly worthy of being called Mr. Weiran."

"Are you sick? At a time like this... uh..."

"Yes, I am sick, didn't you already know that? You're here to cure your yandere tendencies."

"Look, when you were treating yandere, did you never imagine this day would come?"

"Mr. Weiran, let me tell you, this is your retribution, hehe, you deserve it!"

"We should escape first, what are you doing..."

"Escape? Oh, you thought I came to save you? No! How could I possibly come to save you? You just told me that there's only you and me in the house now. Xiaomingguang isn't here, and there's no one else—hey, remember? I gave you a chance last time, but you didn't take it. I like you now, so you're beyond saving."

Nana pricked up her ears very seriously and pressed herself completely against the door panel.

But she couldn't hear anything else, only that Mr. William seemed to be in great pain, and she could hear faint gasps.

The beautiful older sister chuckled softly.

"My habit when eating bento boxes is... to eat the things I like first."

“…Mr. Weiran, I have a habit of eating good food whenever I have the chance.”

“I know that waiting and waiting won’t make the food taste better… It only tastes better because I’m hungrier, and right now I think it’s delicious enough…”

She couldn't help but worry, pounding on the door and loudly questioning the door.

"Mr. William, are you alright? Do you need Nana to help you?"

"……don't want!"

Mr. William refused to speak quickly, but his voice sounded strained, forced out through gritted teeth.

Nana was startled.

She had never heard Mr. William speak in such a gruff tone.

But it didn't sound like she was angry.

She was so worried that she pressed her ear against the door to listen.

Their conversation continued.

She heard the beautiful older sister laughing and breathing softly.

“I was being very polite. When I came before, I just watched you sleep all night and didn’t do anything else.”

"Well... Mr. Weiran, haven't we shown you enough sincerity and respect?"

Nana couldn't understand the conversation at all, but after waiting for a while, she found that there was no sound from the room.

Nana, being a child at heart, shifted her focus after letting go of her worries.

She squatted outside, picking at her toes, and then she noticed an old, creaky patch of floorboards by the door. Finding it amusing, she stepped on it, sometimes sinking her feet deep and sometimes shallow.

The little white feet made a regular rhythm.

Eeya, eeya, eeya, eeya—

A white coat lay on the floor in the room, and the anklets tied to the bedpost made the same rhythmic sound.

A yandere steals someone's home, never reasoning, and just goes straight for it.

**

Some people are destined to capsize.

The poor son was stolen by his father.

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Chapter Twelve: The Thief's Food Stung His Mouth (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month)

Nana stepped on the floor with her right foot, then her left, hopping and jumping, before finally rolling around on the floor while hugging her knees.

After she finished doing all that, the door remained tightly shut.

The adults chatted for a long time.

What were they talking about?

Nana tilted her head, stepped on her feet, and looked up at the small lamp above with a bored expression.

She and Mr. William couldn't talk for that long.

Mr. William spoke concisely and logically; she only needed to listen to him.

Nana wanted to go closer to listen to what was happening inside the door, but she felt that doing so would be like being a bad child, so she held back and floated down to the first floor. She happened to see a squirrel sleeping soundly on a soft cushion with its neck tilted to one side. Feeling playful, she blew a breath at the squirrel. The squirrel, which was fast asleep, was startled and opened its eyes and jumped up. Not seeing Nana, it squeaked and screamed in fright.

Nana found its squeaking amusing, so she blew on it, causing the squirrel to chase her all over the living room in a panic.

After chasing for more than ten laps, Nana heard the door upstairs open.

Just as she was curiously heading upstairs, she saw a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes walking down the stairs, holding onto the handrail.

She frowned, bit her lip, and held her waist. Her posture as she walked downstairs was awkward, her eyes were watery, and her legs were not close together, trembling slightly.

Without even looking at her, he walked towards the sofa and then buried himself in the soft cushions.

He let out a huge sigh, as if his body was about to fall apart.

Nana was startled.

Did Mr. William and his older sister have an argument during their conversation?

Why does the older sister look so frustrated and unhappy?

Nana wanted to go and ask her how she was doing, but then she heard the door open again.

She looked towards the stairs, and oh, this time it was Mr. William coming down.

However, she noticed that Mr. William was acting differently than usual.

His expression used to be sharper, but now his brows are filled with an indescribable softness and relaxation.