Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Maintaining the status quo is fine too."

"Let me be a high school student who avoids his grades. I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, so I might as well prolong the time before I die. Never mind, never mind, I won't say anything more."

Bai Weiran laughed at these words.

"You don't ask me, but I have something I want to ask you."

"...?"

He recalled the girl's conclusion from the previous night.

If only people didn't change, why do they change as they live?

I just want to ask how Magic Fruit views this.

Xx

Bai Weiran pushed open the door to the classroom where strangers were not allowed to enter. In the dim light, he saw the human figures that had been returned to their original positions in the glass cabinet.

They do keep their promises.

As soon as he turned around, the classroom lights came on, and the girl's figure appeared at the classroom door.

The scene was similar to yesterday, only the two people were on opposite sides.

Now it seems like he's the one who came to steal the mannequin, and she's the one who came to catch him.

Ke Nong crossed her arms over her chest, raised her chin, and made a standard panda-faced arrogant expression.

His eyes practically screamed, "I'm keeping my promises so well, why don't you praise me?"

Bai Weiran has always been good at undermining a girl's excessive self-confidence.

He walked out the back door without looking to either side.

Ke Nong blocked the front door, only to be taken aback as he walked away.

He's gone? He just left like that?

She called out "hello" twice and took off chasing after him. She had only caught up to three steps behind when she heard the other person remind her.

"The classroom lights were on."

She said "oh," and ran back to turn off the light.

She suddenly realized something when she turned off the lights.

Why am I listening to him so much?

I was annoyed, but I couldn't help wanting to chase after him.

She kept an eye on his movements all day, waiting and waiting, until he finished his evening rounds, then she secretly went downstairs to ambush him.

Bai Weiran was about to leave, but seeing that she had followed him all the way, he stopped in front of the gate.

"...What do you want?"

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong?"

He shrugged.

"Okay, it's not impossible."

He pushed open the door and went out, but instead of returning to the real world as usual, he walked ahead with a little tail following behind him. He didn't rush her or chat with her, and strolled slowly on the playground.

It feels a bit like going back to my student days.

If only it were sunset right now—

He thought it perfectly matched the saying, "I remember running in the sunset that day; that was my lost, unregrettable youth."

The dead joke suddenly came back to life and attacked him.

He thought about the sunset and stared at the cloudy sky for a long time.

His palms itched, and a restlessness stirred within him.

Driven by an expectation of novelty.

One hundred mission targets caused his energy bar to stack up rapidly.

Faced with a true parallel world, these energy bars are insignificant. At most, he can part the seawater and create a gust of wind to disperse the clouds. It's difficult to control everything in an open world, but in this alternate dimension, which is like a delicate miniature garden, he can use energy to do much more.

Higher-level celestial phenomena changes—

He was lost in thought when the girl following behind him couldn't resist any longer. She took two steps forward, caught up with him, and looked up at him accusingly with her big, round eyes.

Aren't you going to ask me why I'm following you?

Bai Weiran pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned to look at her.

Do you want me to ask you that?

One sentence stumped Ke Nong.

She was rebellious, stubborn, and had a quirky spirit.

If Bai Weiran actually followed up with her question, she would become arrogant and refuse to answer.

If he says he won't ask, she has something to say in response—

She even calls herself a counselor; how can there be such a failed counselor?

Don't they understand how to care about students' feelings?

In short, just confront him.

A girl who doesn't know how to get along with people, when she occasionally wants to get close to someone, only knows this kind of behavior pattern.

It's awkward and unlikable.

But Bai Weiran is a despicable office worker. He's encountered many argumentative colleagues, so he can easily counter their questions and manipulate them.

One sentence shut her up, and the problem was returned.

It wouldn't be good to say it, as it would seem like I'm the one eagerly wanting to talk to him.

It's not good to say no, what if he really doesn't say anything?

He stomped his feet, his breath thick with fumes.

Bai Weiran chuckled to himself.

In the end, Kenong could only stare blankly, unable to speak, and walked beside him with her head down.

Bai Weiran glanced at her, recalling his conversation with Guoguo earlier that day.

Guoguo gave him an interesting answer.

"People hope that things won't change because they've had very happy times!"

Because of past happy times, there is a fear of change, and this feeling extends to the desire for emotional relationships.

This answer reminded him of Ke Nong's background.

Ke Nong's father passed away due to illness.

After her father's death, her mother remarried and had another child, focusing all her attention on the new child.

The girl was deeply hurt by this.

Her father treated her very well when he was alive.

It is very likely that the seeds of her yandere personality were sown at that time.

I longed for a love that would never change. My father passed away, but that love will never change. But my mother is alive, and that love has changed.

She witnessed firsthand the truth of the seemingly joking saying that love can disappear, through the experiences of those closest to her.

However, Bai Weiran did not immediately offer any advice.

Because he went through this background in his mind, he felt that the ins and outs of this matter were questionable.

Many stories can be changed by changing the perspective.

Was her father a good father to her, and was he a good husband to her mother?

As far as he knew, the person who truly influenced the development of a yandere personality was often not the one about to be killed.

It wasn't the guy tied to the bed who was grateful to him; there was a deeper reason.

As he was thinking, he reached into his pocket and found the soft, fluffy little cake that Guoguo had given him, which he hadn't eaten yet.

He has never liked soft, fluffy little cakes, but since Guoguo offered them to him, he felt embarrassed not to accept them.

Ke Nong was biting her lip, feeling annoyed and not wanting to leave. He didn't say anything, so she couldn't argue with him.

Suddenly, a hand reached out in front of me, holding a small, bright yellow cake in plastic packaging.

"...Do you eat this?" he asked.

The contrast between the cold-faced counselor and the soft, fluffy little cake is quite endearing.

The girl was stunned for a long time before she could reach out to the cake.

That night, he didn't say a word to her.

Late at night, the girl lay on her side in bed, reached into her lap, and brought the cake to her eyes.

Xx

Today's update features the yanderes! (｀▽'*)

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Girl Who Didn't Want to Change (Part Three)

Ke Nong didn't open the package; she just held the cake in her palm, not daring to use too much force for fear of damaging the bulging plastic packaging. Occasionally, her fingers would fumble around, making a rustling sound as she touched the plastic.

She smiled—

Staying here isn't such a bad thing.

A dozen or so beds away, a girl with soft, flaxen-green curly hair suddenly opened her eyes, maintaining a completely different side-lying position from Kenong.

Separated by a dozen or so beds, back to back, facing each other from afar.