Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He was a prominent and legendary figure on campus.

There were an astonishing number of discussion posts about her on the school forum, some praising her and some criticizing her.

They're constantly engaged in heated debates on the forums.

But one thing is particularly strange: even though so many people were criticizing her, they were all her classmates from her own school.

Some clueless bystanders, including students from other schools, snuck in and joined in with a few curses.

They're doomed; they've stirred up a hornet's nest.

...and was immediately attacked and criticized from more than ten floors above.

We can curse, but who do you think you are? Get out of here!

When people from other schools also started cursing Mu Nanfeng, those who had initially been criticizing her switched sides and joined forces with those who had praised her, uniting to protect Mu Nanfeng from the outside world.

In short, he was a very eccentric person.

The reason she appeared so late was because she had just started school when a sudden accident occurred at home, so she took a month's leave.

In an instant, Bai Weiran went from being an orphan in the class to a highly respected and envied figure.

“Actually, I initially thought they wouldn’t get along,” Wu Ji commented, shrugging his shoulders.

Senior Mu has a cheerful and outgoing personality, while Bai Weiran is reserved and gentle.

They seem to complement each other, but both of them are very polite and tactful.

Mu Nanfeng offered to help, but Bai Weiran, believing he could handle it himself, politely declined.

He personally preferred the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

There was absolutely no possibility of their story developing.

In this kind of relationship where one is cold and the other is hot, the one who is hot has to be a sycophant first for things to work out.

Mu Nanfeng isn't some golden retriever who's always super enthusiastic towards people.

She is a cheerful and tactful person, gentle and self-disciplined, unconventional yet principled.

If people treat each other with the utmost respect, then there is no possibility of anything happening.

Then one day it happened.

It was a hot summer day, but outside the convenience store, two people each had a bottle of iced milk they had just managed to snag.

Bai Weiran said that sentence casually.

"I'm dating my senior."

Wu Ji: ………………！ ！ ！ ？

Traitor! Holy crap, there's a traitor right next to me.

A quiet, somewhat ethereal junior and a popular senior from across the school quietly started dating.

Wu Ji grabbed his friend, ignoring the astonished looks from passersby, and gave his classmate, a fujoshi who loved reading BL (Boys' Love), a knowing smile—since he and Bai Weiran became good friends, he had provided countless material for the fujoshi in their class.

Wu Ji was initially very angry and even went to argue loudly with someone—

This is a matter of male dignity!!

However, the female classmates agreed to give him 20% of the proceeds from the sale of the doujinshi (fan comics) featuring him and Bai Weiran, in exchange for the use of their portrait rights.

Wu Ji was furious.

Is this a matter of money?

The female students raised the money to 30%.

Wu Ji immediately agreed.

It turns out the issue isn't about dignity, but rather about the money not being paid in time.

Even Bai Weiran was betrayed.

Bai Weiran didn't find out about this until just before graduation.

Only then did he realize that every time he went to the convenience store over the past three years, Wu Ji would insist on paying for him—it wasn't brotherly affection, it was money for selling himself into servitude.

Wu Ji angrily questioned how they got together.

Traitor! We agreed on a three-year college entrance exam and a five-year dating simulation. Dating is only a simulation, not a real relationship!

You betrayed us brothers in your very first year!! You're not human!!

Chapter Fifty-Three: I Lost Something Important

Wu Ji was shocked as if the sky had fallen.

Indeed, Bai Weiran remained silent.

The boys in the class were all talking nonsense about girls, and they were all boasting about how beautifully they could talk.

In these lively occasions, Bai Weiran participated quietly and rarely expressed his own opinions.

Most students would politely ignore Bai Weiran's attitude and not ask him any questions.

Just someone who doesn't want to expose their XP (XP/XP), those who know, know.

However, some clueless classmates deliberately questioned Bai Weiran, hoping to embarrass him.

Every time this happened, Wu Ji would jump in, grab Bai Weiran's arm, and say—【Yes, yes, yes, he likes my type, me? What, you have a problem with that?】

They made jokes to help their brother get by.

At this point, Wu Ji crossed his arms and lowered his head in deep thought.

"I don't know what happened at the time."

"I once doubted whether I really liked men."

Every time he helped Bai Weiran get away with something, Bai Weiran would always express her gratitude with a smile in her eyes.

Wu Ji noticed that his old friend's eyes were sometimes particularly dark, without a trace of light, deep and frightening. In this state of mind, however, he exuded a particularly seductive aura.

Even if it's only for a moment, it always makes him pause and his heart skip a beat.

"........."

Qin Ning's letter opener was now pointed at Wu Ji's throat.

"I knew you had ill intentions towards Brother Weiran! I'd better get rid of you as soon as possible!"

The yandere young lady is angry, and the yandere spirit is not idle either.

Blood began to spurt from Wu Ji's ear, the red earring flashing like a red light on a police car.

Wu Ji was caught in a pincer attack, with two sickly beauties attacking him from both sides. This time, he finally showed his manly side and stood up for himself. Taking advantage of the chaos, he confessed his love to Hong Lian and bombarded her with a series of cheesy pick-up lines.

Qin Ning felt nauseous listening to this, while her red earring blinked shyly.

When Wu Ji becomes shameless, his words are truly unbearable to hear.

In short, back then, young Wu Ji did a tree-push, pinning his friend against a tree and questioning him fiercely.

"Tell me! Who confessed first?"

Was it a case of the subordinate overthrowing the superior, or did the senior take the initiative to pursue him?

It's important to figure out who confessed to whom, as the imagined stories behind it can be completely different.

Wu Ji still remembers—his good brother, whom he had questioned so fiercely, suddenly looked up, his black hair falling across his forehead, his eyes devoid of light, and particularly deep.

This immediately sent a chill down his spine.

It felt as if a cold little snake was sliding up my spine.

He had never seen that expression before, but when he tried to take a closer look, Bai Weiran had already lowered his head.

"...No one confessed to me." The boy's tone was very calm.

"No one confessed? Then how did you two get together?" Wu Ji exclaimed.

"My senior said there's no need for a confession."

On a simple afternoon, with the warm sun shining gently, Bai Weiran walked past the window of the science classroom, and Mu Nanfeng, who was staying behind as the student on duty, happened to be inside and called out to him from the window.

He stood by the window, and she stood inside.

He called out "Senior Sister" and stood still.

The classroom was a bit high, and even when she leaned on the windowsill, she was still more than half a head taller than him.

Neither of them spoke first. Suddenly, she smiled, stretched out her index finger, and gently poked his forehead.

"Junior."

Bai Weiran wanted to say something, but his mouth was covered by someone's hand.

"I've always felt that confessing your feelings is unnecessary," the girl complained with a smile.

"If two people like each other, why bother with a ceremony?"

"If I like someone but they don't like me, then my confession is meaningless and will only cause them more trouble. If they like me but I don't like them, then I'll just stay away."

"If we both like each other, I can't bear to see the other person suffer any grievances—I don't like making the other person guess or feel conflicted."

Mu Nanfeng—she doesn't like to pull people along.

"I like what I like."

"In my opinion, confessing your feelings is a very unnecessary act."

The girl leaning on the windowsill smiled gently.

"...Do you think what I said is right, junior?"

Then they smiled at each other.

Wu Ji was completely dumbfounded after hearing this.

That's it?