Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

The jealousy had faded, and in about a second, her expression came alive, and her dull eyes regained their sparkle.

"You understand what it feels like to be betrayed?" she asked.

"Who hasn't? Who hasn't chosen someone because of loneliness, then put on a beautiful illusion they've created, and made their life's focus on that illusion?"

As Bai Weiran spoke, he let go of her hand and turned to Lin Cheng, who was wearing a red hat.

He picked up a strand of hair and twirled it between his fingers.

The girl with the bun hairstyle, Ke Nong, who had just been talking to him, immediately lowered her head, while Lin Cheng reacted, raising her head with a gleam in her eyes, and confronting him relentlessly.

She moved among them, chasing after him to talk.

"I've been searching for someone who can put my mind at ease."

"I concealed my identity and my origins, and I am glad that you chose me."

"If you choose me because you like me... then I'll be even happier."

“You don’t need to go through all this trouble to make me stay—” He paused, releasing his fingers from the strands of hair.

"Because I'm also looking for you, I'm willing to stay for you."

He lowered his head, leaned closer, and his posture was so intimate that it seemed he was about to give someone a kiss.

Bei Kexin, who was controlling Lin Cheng's consciousness, was stunned at first, and then realized that this was not her own body.

Bai Weiran looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly pushed her away, turning her face away.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees beside the playground.

“But if you keep hiding like this, I can’t have a proper talk with you,” he said.

“I have to search for you among these hundred people, but... it doesn’t matter if I can’t find you. If I want to stay, all one hundred people are you, and I can talk to anyone.”

He pulled one of the motionless girls out, held her hand, and then pulled another girl over, hooking his arm around her shoulder.

He ended up in a position where he was surrounded by women on both sides.

"As long as you don't mind, I'll treat all these people as you."

"How about we have a romance that lasts for a hundred people?"

"It's also very interesting."

Bei Kexin, who was staring at him without moving, narrowed her eyes. The next moment, the girls on his left and right sides immediately struggled and resisted, pushing themselves away from his grasp.

Bai Weiran glanced at them, ignoring them completely, treating the two girls as disposable objects. He then pulled another girl to his side, reaching out to hug her. The girl immediately reacted, fiercely resisting and pushing him away.

She pushed him away, but he ignored her and didn't care.

She just smiled and continued to pull other people along, showing them affection in various ways, such as touching their faces or holding their hands.

The girls he pulled over started to push him away one by one.

People take turns playing.

The scene was silent and tense, like a grand puppet show with a hundred people against one.

She suspected his behavior was suspicious.

But I can't help feeling jealous.

How could he touch someone else?

Or perhaps he was telling the truth?

He doesn't care about others, but he cares about her?

She bit her lip, her eyes blinking.

It's liking, it's doubting, it's liking, it's doubting.

Now he holds out his hand, saying he wants to treat all these people as her—

While she was thinking, Bei Kexin suddenly felt light all over and was pulled away uncontrollably. The next second, her waist tightened and she was held in someone's arms. Her hands were pressed on her flat chest. When she looked up, she was shocked to see a mask that was half crying and half laughing.

The sunlight was warm, a gentle breeze blew, and the faint sound of a bell could be heard beside the school building.

Everything was wonderful, making my heart race involuntarily.

He reached out and gently stroked her cheek.

Bei Kexin felt the warmth on her fingertips.

She couldn't remember the last time someone had touched her so gently.

Her memory is filled with screams of panic.

Before her rebirth, everyone feared her power and coveted her appearance and wealth.

In the memories of her reborn personality, there is nothing but unrequited love.

It's as if my own tragedy is being replayed in different people, an endless cycle.

His fingers slid down her face to her neck, an intimate gesture that made one lose their senses.

Bai Weiran laughed.

"Oh—I found you."

"Although I guessed it was you, I never expected it to actually be you."

Bei Kexin's eyes widened, and she was stunned into thought.

Out of a hundred people, how could he...?

"...How did you do that?"

“It’s not difficult at all—as long as there is no jealousy in your eyes.”

He pulled so many girls close to him, actually testing their reactions and the logic of this multi-person manipulation.

He noticed that these people were like terminals connected to a host computer, following a pattern.

She can control everyone at once.

It also allows for individual control over different people.

There are two operating modes.

There is no time to hesitate when controlling everyone, but there is a slight delay when controlling individuals individually, and this delay gives him room to notice.

When he deliberately made intimate contact with girls who weren't his, those girls inevitably showed expressions of jealousy on their faces the moment they were violated.

She was jealous of others.

This jealousy did not appear only when it came to Bei Kexin.

The reason is simple: I won't be jealous of myself.

"You can ask me to stay if you want, it's none of their business."

"Let them go! You're looking for me, it has nothing to do with them. I'm looking for you, it has nothing to do with them either."

His tone was gentle, with an obvious hint of persuasion.

Bei Kexin was pleased with the tone, but she narrowed her eyes and slyly rolled her eyes as she retorted.

"...You just said you like me, so why do you care about other people?"

"They are useful to me."

"They are useful to me too."

She didn't entirely believe him.

She knew that his claim of liking her was probably fake.

But his methods were beyond her expectations, which made Bei Kexin suddenly very interested.

If her initial desire was simply to fulfill the wishes of her vanished primary personality, and her later desire to imprison this person who had humiliated her with his words, then amidst admiration and conquest, she developed a kind of expectation—a desire to spend more time with this person.

This person has another side.

She wanted to go clubbing.

Half-crying, half-laughing, his mask was backlit as he looked down and asked her.

"...So, to let go or not to let go?"

“…I won’t let go.” Bei Kexin suddenly laughed, a very sweet laugh, and pointed around.

"Look, if I hadn't let them go, I could have had so much fun."

At her point, a dozen or so girls on the scene immediately began to move, stiff as dolls, shifting their limbs one step at a time.

The girls around her resisted Bai Weiran's control with all their might, forcibly fighting back. Their bizarre movements caused their bodies to gradually bend at extremely ergonomic angles.

Their faces were blank, without a trace of pain.

Bai Weiran pushed Bei Kexin away.

What I just said and did was merely a stopgap measure.

"I'm a bit rebellious by nature. I don't like others giving me options; I prefer to make my own."

He kept looking for her to make sure everything was alright.

He's a realist; between ninety-nine people and one person, it's very clear which side to choose.

Bei Kexin was pushed out of his arms, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she looked at him expectantly.

She knew he was lying, but his lies didn't disgust her—because she was connected to the consciousness of so many people, and the memories of those girls were also in her mind. All sorts of Bai Weirans, some gentle, some stern, some silly, some helpless, she possessed a hundred versions of him.

Therefore, she can step outside one person's perspective and understand him more comprehensively.

She wanted to make a joke, but her breath caught in her throat. She gasped for air, trying desperately to breathe, but couldn't feel anything. She clutched her neck with both hands and struggled in mid-air.

Bai Weiran tilted her head and looked at the girls around her who were struggling at the same time as her.

Ten seconds, eleven seconds, twelve seconds...

He counted in his mind until he reached fifteen, then raised his finger.

Struggling, Bei Kexin gasped for air, the air rushing into her lungs, large beads of sweat sliding down her cheeks.

"……you……"