Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Eva was still deep in thought when she heard Bai Weiran turn and walk away. Before leaving, he touched her bedding and muttered a complaint.

"...It's so damp you could wring water out of it."

Eva felt the atmosphere around her change instantly.

The underground prison was cold and damp. She had been weak since childhood and had difficulty walking. She fell ill three times as soon as she entered, but no one cared. All they cared about was making sure she was alive.

The room suddenly became warm, the chill disappeared, and the temperature of the entire space rose by several degrees. She was extremely surprised. She reached out and touched the cold wall next to her. The wall, which was always damp and covered with a layer of moisture, became dry and comfortable. The rough quilt was soft as if it had just been dried by the sun.

Eva: …………

Chapter Six: The Bai Family's New Game (Part One)

As soon as Bai Weiran pushed open the door, he involuntarily raised his eyebrows.

Everyone sat on the ground and drew lots in front of a container.

"Nana is number one, number one!!" Nana happily raised her hand, holding up a wooden stick marked with a number.

"Nana, you can't say it!" Yuan Jixi quickly stopped her from shouting, covering half of Nana's face with one hand.

"Miss Shimo said that in the King's Game, you can't tell anyone your number; you have to wait for the King to give the order."

"Oh, right..."

Wearing a baseball cap, Bai Shimo stood up happily, holding up a wooden stick with a crown symbol on it.

"I am the King of China! I am the King! Obey my commands!"

"I want numbers two and three... to hug each other for ten seconds!!!"

“I am number two!” Yuan Jixi flipped over his wooden tag to identify himself.

“…I am number three.” An Qin said with a smile.

Bai Shimo's face was full of regret.

"What? It's you guys? Tsk, whatever, I'll just give you a hug!"

Yuan Jixi looked stiff, and his attitude as he stood up was as if he were going to war with a death wish. An Qin didn't mind at all, and hugged Yuan Jixi tightly with a warm smile.

Yuan Jixi's stiff expression gradually eased.

Nana, standing nearby, was unwilling to give up and kicked her feet wildly on the ground, protesting loudly.

"Nana, I want to draw the King next time too! Nana wants to order others around! It's always Shimo who draws the King. Shimo is so cunning and despicable!!"

Mengmeng then gave Xia Yanle, who was sitting opposite her, a sinister grin.

"If I draw the King, I'll make you do the dishes, hehe!"

"Heh, you draw it first!"

Bai Weiran: …………

The night before he received the new task from the platform, his younger sister, Bai Shimo, suddenly appeared in front of the house dragging a tattered pink suitcase. He didn't check at the time, but was startled when he opened the door.

"Brother, I've come to find you! Aren't you surprised? Aren't you happy?!

Bai Weiran: "…………"

He rarely sweats like soybeans in his life, and his mind went blank.

How do you explain the fact that there's a bunch of yanderes living in your house, making a ruckus every day?

He stood there dumbfounded at the door, but Mengmeng ran over excitedly to greet him.

"I'm the one who sent her! I'm the one who sent Shimo!"

Mengmeng pulled Shimo past him and welcomed them into the house.

Of all the people in the room, only Qin Ning recognized Bai Shimo; the others were immediately astonished.

Bai Shimo wasn't annoyed at all. She tossed her hair, smiled broadly, and gave a bright and sunny self-introduction.

"Hello everyone, I'm Bai Shimo."

"I am my brother's sister."

"I heard from Mengmeng that there are many people here who want to be my sister-in-law."

"I only have one brother, and I can only have one sister-in-law in my heart."

"Hey, which of you can I willingly call 'sister-in-law'?"

Just one sentence, and the room fell silent.

Even Anqin, who always smiles, has lost some of her smile.

Mengmeng immediately became anxious and pulled Bai Shimo aside to complain.

"Shimo, didn't you come to help me?"

"Didn't we agree that you would help me?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Shimo smiled and pinched Mengmeng's cheek playfully.

Bai Weiran watched from the side and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

“Mengmeng, of course I’m here to help you,” Bai Shimo said confidently.

"But don't you know that timeless principle? Oh right, you're not from here, so you don't know that we have a rule here—the Chinese rule: [What belongs to the older brother is what belongs to the younger sister, but what belongs to the younger sister is still what belongs to the younger sister]."

"Everything that belongs to my brother is mine, and I have control over him. You can fight with others for my brother, but I'm his only sister—hey, Mengmeng, do you understand how valuable it is to be his only sister?"

Mengmeng was speechless.

Bai Shimo turned to the crowd and announced with a smug look on her face.

"...I currently support Mengmeng the most."

"But you can also try to please me. Whoever makes me happy, I'll be willing to call her sister-in-law."

Bai Weiran: …………

With just a few words, Bai Shimo, who held the emperor hostage to command the princes, managed to completely control the yandere girls.

My younger sister, Bai Shimo, has been like this since she was a child.

They really enjoy liveliness and chaos.

Bai Weiran sometimes wondered who she really resembled.

The younger sister, whom I raised by my own hand, looks nothing like me.

Bai Shimo stayed behind, and the world war in the family came to an end.

Bai Shimo, on the other hand, led him to organize various activities and have fun.

Now, when he enters his home, he sometimes has the illusion that he has mistakenly wandered into a girls' dormitory.

—It's clearly my home, but it's full of people who haven't paid rent.

Bai Shimo waved to him happily.

"Brother, you're back! Come on, come join us!"

"You guys can have fun."

Bai Shimo pouted, clasped her hands together, and looked pitiful.

"Brother, this is my request for life, please."

"...How many lifetimes of requests have you used up since you were a child?"

"The trick may be old, but it works, brother, what do you think?"

Bai Weiran looked at those eyes that resembled his own and sighed speechlessly.

Bai Shimo cheered and added a fortune stick to the fortune-telling tube.

Nana blinked her big eyes, her gaze lingering on Qin Ning, Mengmeng, and the others.

"...I feel that Shimo is the strongest, and Mr. William likes her the most..."

Nana's face was once again covered by Yuan Jixi, who had a blank expression.

Speaking the truth recklessly will only lead to your demise.

Although she is dead, perhaps people can die again and again—

The King's Game has simple rules: players put slips of paper into a container according to the number of players, and each slip has a number and a king written on it.

Their signatures were made from popsicle sticks.

Bai Weiran couldn't help but imagine a group of yanderes sitting together, licking popsicles.

Magical yet realistic.

After shaking the divination tube, Bai Shimo was the first to bring it to him, watching him draw a lot with a grin.

"Brother, don't you miss it?"

"...?"

"Nostalgic for college days? Oh, or maybe you didn't play this during your college years?" Bai Shimo narrowed her eyes mischievously and chuckled.

"After all, there's an age gap between us. Maybe back then you didn't have this kind of game, and you only knew some old-fashioned games like Cuju?"

"What you're playing now is what we left behind back then," Bai Weiran replied calmly, but immediately regretted his words.

"Oh, so who did you hang out with back then, brother?"

"We were playing this game at a social event!"

"...Who do you go on social events with?"

Bai Weiran could feel the eyes of all the yanderes suddenly light up, like sharp swords.

Bai Shimo loves stirring up trouble and thrives on chaos.

"I've drawn my lot." He calmly pushed the container back.

"You guys go ahead and smoke!"