Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

So how do we find humor in this?

"Don't worry, A-Chao." Bai Weiran's eyes were firm.

"You're trying to liven up the company atmosphere, and I fully support you."

"Let's try our best to debut in the center position and bring honor to our project!"

Hello, Bai Weiran also wants to see some fun.

Ah Chao's expression shifted from joy to shock to dismay, appearing as if he had aged ten years in just ten seconds.

He doesn't care what others say about him, but he doesn't care when his idol says it.

Ah Chao began to doubt his own correctness—

Unable to refute, he dragged his heavy steps away slowly, returning to his workstation, maintaining the eerie state of a soul seemingly escaping from his mouth.

His colleagues looked at him with a mixture of pity and amusement.

Bai Weiran also lowered his head and chuckled.

It's so boring at the company; even these mundane daily tasks can keep everyone excited for a long time.

There can't be only pressure and no fun.

He opened the platform, checked the data changes, confirmed that there were no bug reports causing the data to crash, and then closed it again.

Taking advantage of a rare moment of free time, he swiped open his phone and glanced at it.

Since Li Yue's incident, he has been checking the surveillance footage more frequently.

The sun has already set, and the scenery is at dusk.

The girls were in twos and threes on the playground, waiting under the trees on the side.

He glanced at it briefly, then quickly frowned, noticing something amiss.

There are fewer people.

After seeing a lot of people, you'll have a general idea of ​​what roughly a hundred people is.

It looks like there's a whole class missing now.

He recognizes most of these girls' faces now and knows who isn't present.

He pulled up a list, randomly selected the name of a girl who wasn't present, and the camera immediately switched to that name.

It turns out that the girls who weren't there were all on the rooftop.

Many people leaned on the railings, gazing at the deep red sunset that was setting on the horizon in the distance.

He didn't think much of it.

How about we enjoy the scenery?

Who didn't enjoy feeling the breeze outside the building during their teenage years?

The next second, the scene on the screen unfolded in a stunning way.

Those seven or eight girls jumped over the railing without hesitation—

"…………!?"

The system only popped up a warning at that moment.

[Attention! Your target, C-rank girl Fan Kexin, is currently in a situation with a danger level of 5.]

[Attention! Your target, C-rank girl Jian Pu, is currently in a situation with a danger level of 5.]

[Attention! Your target, C-rank girl Shirakumo, is currently in a situation with a danger level of 5.]

………………

…………

A programmer passed by the workstation and saw the planner next to Bai Weiran staring at Bai Weiran's workstation with a dumbfounded expression, his face pale. He peeked over, not noticing anything amiss, and waved his hand a few times in front of the planner.

"Hey! What are you doing? Where did your soul fly off to?"

After waving his hand several times, the planner finally shifted his dazed gaze from Bai Weiran's workspace to his face.

This startled the programmer.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Did you see a ghost or are you sick?"

"If you're sick, go home. There's no need to push yourself like this!"

The planner stretched out his hand, his fingers trembling, his whole body like a sieve.

"...The producer...he's disappeared!"

"…………?! Vanished? Huh!?"

"Just a moment ago, the producer was still here... and a second later he disappeared!" The planner was so frightened that he started to stutter, stammering and unable to speak coherently.

The programmer glanced at Bai Weiran's workstation, then at the planner, and fell into deep thought for two seconds.

Finally, with a look of pity, he patted the planner on the shoulder.

"Dude, listen to me, you've been working too much overtime, your eyes are getting blurry."

"You need to calm down. You can't keep going like this in this line of work. Take leave and go home as soon as possible!"

"This problem must be caused by working overtime."

"Don't try to emulate that producer. He replies to messages instantly every single day; he's not human. Don't try to be like him!"

"No, brother, I've had enough sleep!"

"Hey, people who haven't slept enough always say they have, like drunks who won't admit it. You definitely haven't slept enough, it's just your imagination. Go home and get some sleep."

After a barrage of persuasion, the planner began to doubt himself, looking completely bewildered. He turned his head suspiciously and muttered to himself.

"Is there a problem? I didn't get enough sleep? I did get enough sleep, I didn't get enough sleep, I did get enough sleep, I didn't get enough sleep..."

At that moment, in the dark room, Bai Weiran stopped the girls from falling to the ground from the fifth floor.

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Today's update features the yanderes (o゜▽゜)o☆

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

Something's not right.

Bai Weiran frowned immediately.

Nana has been telling her for a while that she has nothing to do at night.

He begged and pleaded to barge into the dorm to "play," but he righteously and sternly swayed her with a series of despicable capitalist tactics.

So many people suddenly fell from buildings during the day.

and--

He glanced at the girls around him, who were struggling in mid-air, their arms and legs flailing about.

But the reaction was wrong.

It's not like being scared like a real person.

Falling from a high-rise building is a stimulus that exceeds the normal physiological state of a person.

Whether you're terrified, regretful, heartbroken, or even truly fearless and stopped by him, you should turn around and yell at him now.

But they didn't react at all.

They were just wooden, their expressions blank, like lifelike dolls, their limbs moving stiffly around him.

He tried calling their names, but their responses were weak; some ignored him completely, while others would pause for a moment but not look at him.

Something's not right.

He flicked his finger and pulled a girl in front of him.

Her large eyes were half-closed, her gaze fixed on him, yet strangely seemed to penetrate him, aimlessly landing on a distant, faraway place.

A major problem has arisen in the dark room.

However, the system did not issue any warnings.

He initially intended to put the girls down, but after thinking about it, he felt that doing so would increase uncontrollable variables. So he raised his hand and lifted everyone up, taking them all the way to the top of the rooftop.

Then he remained silent for a few seconds.

A dozen or so girls were on the rooftop.

They knelt in a seemingly chaotic yet subtly orderly posture, each one in the same position, as if they were all carved from the same mold, with their small hands resting on their legs. When they saw him appear, they all bowed their heads together, like puppets being pulled along.

A humorous, suspicious, and cunning smile even appeared on his lips.

Although they were a group of people, they seemed like one person.

Someone was looking at him through the eyes of all these people.

This scene intensified his ominous premonition.

This is really bad, I'm definitely in trouble. The platform needs to pay more money!

In the special class, the unsuspecting girls chatted and passed by the girl's desk and chair.

Bei Kexin lay on the table, her little face resting on her arm, her eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep.

The view from the rooftop unfolded before her eyes after she closed them.

As the sun set, the masked youth stood against the light, his figure pitch black, with the sunset's light casting a rainbow-colored halo behind him.

She observed everything through Kenong's body and eyes.

She can choose not to participate, and everything here will still proceed according to her orders.

But she was curious about his reaction.

So she allowed her consciousness to invade and take over Kenong's body.