Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Brother Weiran." Qin Ning's tone was soft with a sense of satisfaction.

A small hand reached up, from his abdomen to his chest, and finally touched his face, carefully examining his features in the dim light.

He kissed her fingers.

"Don't run away."

"Yes, I won't run away."

He agreed to her request.

This is Qin Ning, not someone else. Why would he need to run away?

Running away wasn't his style; his style was to wait for her to untie him, teach her a lesson, and then leave.

Only the weak flee.

Having received the assurance, Qin Ning chuckled softly, feeling weak and drowsy all over.

But she still consciously refused to let go of the person beneath her, clinging to him tightly.

Both sides have their own plans.

The basement was supposed to be the place for a period of unrestrained decadence.

But Heaven has seen this depravity and intends to severely reprimand and strike back.

The exact moment that twenty-four hours had passed since Bai Weiran emerged from the miniature garden space—

[Dear user Weiran, a new testing phase is ready and will begin soon—]

The girl's voice, crackling with electricity, rang in his ears, jolting Bai Weiran, who was dozing with his eyes closed, awake.

Wait a minute, Qin Ning, who was fast asleep, was still lying on top of him, and they were in an awkward situation.

[Teleportation will proceed in five seconds—five, four, three, two—]

"...Wait a minute!" he hurriedly called out to stop them.

So this is what 007 meant by "the mission is handed over to her to start"?

Regardless of time, place, or circumstances?

His refusal was ignored, and the relentless countdown continued.

【I. Teleportation Initiated!】

[Target: World 68489]

[Updated Notification Regarding Task Completion Requirements]

A bright white light flashed and enveloped everything in an instant. When the light disappeared, the two people on the bed vanished without a trace.

The basement, still tinged with a strong sense of ambiguity, was left with only a mess of bedding and clothes scattered all over the floor.

A beam of white light traversed four-dimensional space, entering the new miniature garden and landing before the lone girl—

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A new volume will be released tomorrow, thank you everyone! (▽▽)/

volume nine

Chapter 1: The Awkward Holy Light

A dimly lit attic room.

The room is simple and open-plan, with all items visible at a glance.

The lighting was dim and yellowish, and the room was filled with the scent of pine resin.

A mattress with a torn corner was placed directly on the floor. A cardboard box covered with newspaper was used as a tabletop, on which sat half a loaf of bread and a bottle of mineral water. Ordinary household items were compressed into the smallest corner of the room. In their place were countless paintings, arranged side by side, some large and some small, crisscrossing along three walls.

These paintings depict portraits and animals, and without exception, all the people and animals in these paintings are facing directly out of the painting.

Whether in a playful setting or sitting alone.

They were all staring out of the frame, their eyes fixed, empty and deep, devoid of any light.

The expressions on their faces are not sad, but tears are welling up in the eyes of these paintings.

It evokes a stronger sense of contrasting sorrow.

The dimly lit studio was filled with the scent of pine oil.

There was only one dim yellow light, which swayed gently from the impact of the lamp falling into the room.

It swayed back and forth, making the two shadows in the room sometimes long and sometimes short.

"Hello, I'm your discipline officer..."

Bai Weiran paused for a moment, then met the eyes of the person in front of him.

A girl with light brown long hair, delicate and simple in appearance, sat amidst a large stack of paintings, looking bewildered and pale, her large, clear eyes staring straight at him.

He decided to continue speaking.

"Hello, I am your wind..."

He stopped again, because he saw the girl's gaze leave his face and slide down his head.

Even though being shameless is an essential professional trait for planners, he couldn't hold back any longer and his face turned sweaty and pale.

Artificial Intelligence 007! You have no heart!!!

No one would forcibly cross over to carry out a mission under such circumstances.

But when you call her heartless, she seems to be considerate.

She cast a holy light upon people.

At the scene, Qin Ning was fast asleep, wrapped in the only blanket.

Now, as he looked down at himself, he was enveloped in a blinding holy light.

Seeing holy light in a book is one thing, but to have it fall on you is truly inexplicably strange.

This made him hesitate to say his usual opening remarks.

Let me put my clothes on and put the person in my arms down first.

Although the girl in front of him remained expressionless, staring blankly at him with her gaze occasionally drifting over the holy light, and although he knew she couldn't see anything, this situation made it impossible for him to speak to her with confidence and composure.

He gritted his teeth and finished speaking the rest of the content in one go.

"Hello, I am your disciplinary committee member. My surname is Bai, and I am Ms. An Qin. You have been selected for the Yandere Girl Picture Book. You have the right to remain silent, but you have no possibility of refusing. The only options are to cooperate and come with me or be forcibly taken away by me."

His tone became faster and smoother towards the end, as if he were rushing to finish his sentence.

After all, he didn't have the habit of introducing himself to others while only wearing holy light.

The girl named Anqin did not scream, panic, or rage and fight back.

She blinked her glassy eyes, turned to the side, and shifted her gaze from the holy aura emanating from him back to the easel in front of her.

She held an oil paintbrush in one hand and tapped her head with the other.

"...I'm hallucinating again."

"This is a hallucination that has never occurred before."

"No, I can't talk to them...and I shouldn't look at them, otherwise I won't be able to finish drawing."

Bai Weiran had already learned the reason behind the puzzling words from the information that had entered his memory.

Anqin is a talented young girl with a severe case of delusional disorder.

Her intense delusions made it difficult for her to distinguish between virtual and reality, but at the same time, they also gave her an extraordinary imagination and boundless fantasy.

His strengths are: genius.

The downside is: he's crazy.

“I’m not hallucinating,” he explained earnestly.

“You’re just hallucinating,” she retorted softly.

"I'm not."

"How could anyone appear in this world radiating holy light?" The girl pierced the heart with her sword.

Bai Weiran: ………………

An Qin ignored him and turned to her painting. She picked up her brush to continue the part she hadn't finished, but suddenly her eyes widened, she gasped for breath, and fell straight off the old stool. Her hair tie broke as she fell, and her long brown hair came loose, tangled and messy on the ground.

Her face was flushed, her small mouth was open, and her pale, bloodless mouth was panting. Her brows were furrowed, and her pain and weakness were palpable.

Even so, she still held onto her oil paintbrush, wriggling gently on the ground like a defiant little insect struggling desperately.

"...No, I haven't...I haven't..."

She was talking in pain, her eyes were almost closed, and she was trying to push herself up with one hand on the ground.

Unfortunately, it was weak and powerless, like a small fish struggling on the shore. After flapping its tail a couple of times, it could no longer move. Finally, its eyes rolled back, it lost its breath, and it fainted.

A wonderful encounter.

He made a grand entrance with holy light, and the target of his mission collapsed and died.

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She fainted because she had a high fever.

An Qin, 19 years old, is an American college student. She comes from a poor family and is a gifted student who has relied on scholarships and grants to continue her studies. She is a good student who struggles to survive, is gentle but not weak, and strives to improve herself.

When I got to university, I met my senior, Cao Shuang.

This senior, Cao Shuang, is a talented individual with unique logic.

Because he was dumped by his ex-girlfriend, he has since closed his heart to love.

Characteristics: Likes to sneer, with a glint of dark light in his eyes.