Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He drew number four, held the lot in his hand and turned it around, watching Nana carefully choose her lot, and shrugged.

They had no idea that in this game, everyone was at Bai Shimo's mercy.

Bai Shimo has had exceptionally good luck since childhood.

Playing cards with her is no different from playing all-in.

She can decide how many good cards she wants in a single thought, and she can even see through the cards in other people's hands.

Bai Weiran can calculate the cards using reason and probability, while Bai Shimo completely disregards these principles.

She just knows what you're holding.

Occasionally, when she was in a good mood, she would let the opponent win once or twice.

Bai Weiran, having lost so many times, couldn't help but ask out of curiosity how he managed to do it.

Bai Shimo always answered him with a different joke.

"Because I am lovely, the gods like me."

"I'll tell you a secret: it's because I dreamt about it yesterday. I can have precognitive dreams."

"Hey, it's intuition! I have an amazing sixth sense, brother. Rational people can't have this kind of sixth sense!"

"Have you ever thought that I might be a magical girl from another world?"

Bai Weiran stopped asking in the end.

What a magical girl.

My sister is a magical girl, does that mean I'll have to wear a magical girl costume and dance like a otaku?

Playing this simple probability game is infinitely easier than playing cards. Every time, the King is in Bai Shimo's hands, and she can do whatever she wants with him.

"I am the king again!" Bai Shimo declared, and Nana angrily fell backward on the ground, limbs in the air, making a scene.

"I hereby announce that number four will go and massage number seven's shoulders."

Number four lit up; it was Xia Yanle.

Should we have the elegant Xia Yujie massage someone else's shoulders?

“I don’t want to raise any questions,” Xia Yanle said, her expression displeased and her tone questioning.

"But statistically speaking, your chances of drawing the King of China are too high, aren't they?"

"...What do you want to say?" Bai Shimo raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I didn't intend to say anything, but I just felt that this fortune slip was a bit off."

“I think so too.” Mingguang immediately nodded in agreement.

Bai Shimo responded with an "oh" and ignored Xia Yanle.

Who is number seven?

Bai Weiran flashed the number seven slip in his hand, and Xia Yanle immediately changed her mind.

"Maybe I'm mistaken, but the probability theory is correct."

Mingguang looked bewildered.

Nana patted Mingguang on the shoulder sympathetically.

"...Sister Mingguang, in the end, I entrusted my trust to the wrong person."

Yuan Jixi silently pulled Nana back and covered her mouth.

...Some people die from talking too much.

Xia Yanle deliberately got up slowly, walked straight behind Bai Weiran, and reached out to massage his shoulders.

Xia Yanle's shoulder massage was terrible, but that didn't stop her from causing trouble.

She smiled, her tone gentler than ever before.

"Mr. Weiran, is this alright?"

"……very good."

Xia Yanle spoke to Bai Weiran, but her eyes were fixed on Mengmeng and Qin Ning, watching their expressions and giving them a sly smile.

Do you like me a little heavier?

Bai Weiran: …………

"Should I be gentler?"

"Oh, I see, you prefer it a little lighter."

"Take it easy and slow, and you'll be able to enjoy it properly."

"If you press too hard, it will hurt you."

Bai Weiran looked at Bai Shimo and saw that she was all smiles.

If there were a subject called "Sister", he believed he could get a high score with his paper "Thirty-six ways a sister teases her brother".

There is probably no one in this world who likes to cause him trouble more than Bai Shimo.

She has a lot of bad ideas.

In the next round, Bai Shimo unsurprisingly drew the Chinese King again.

"I want Number One to pour tea for Number Four and say, 'Dear Master, please have some tea.'"

Qin Ning drew the number one lot. Holding the wooden lot, she looked bewildered and shocked.

Mengmeng innocently showed off the number four lottery ticket in her hand.

"No way, no way, Ningning, is it really such a coincidence?"

Bai Weiran: …………

Nana's eyes lit up with excitement, "...Yay!"

So you're going to cause trouble, huh?

Chapter Seven: Bai Shimo Has a Secret

Bai Weiran was in his bedroom, replying to messages and handling official business on his phone.

Through the door, I could hear screams and protests coming from outside.

"Don't come any closer! Don't touch me! Get out of my way!!"

"Qinqin, Mengmeng, don't run away~ This is the king's order."

"Don't even think about running!!"

"Miss Mingguang, let go, let go of Miss Qin Ning, or I'll... I'll get angry..."

"Sister Yuan Jixi, hee hee, look, Sister Anqin stomps her feet when she's angry!"

"Nana, you can't laugh at people who just stomp their feet."

Bai Weiran sighed.

My sister plays pranks every round.

She precisely stirred up trouble among Qin Ning, Mengmeng, and Xia Yanle.

The new requirement is for Xia Yanle to give Qin Ning and Mengmeng a kiss each.

Qin Ning and Mengmeng, who were at odds with Xia Yanle, loudly refused upon hearing this.

Xia Yanle was a cheerful person, and was actually pleased to hear this.

The more you resist, the more excited I get. Resist all you want!

Even from inside his bedroom, Bai Weiran could easily imagine the chaotic scene outside.

He was looking at his phone when the bedroom door was pushed open, and Bai Shimo peeked in, smiling.

"...Brother, are you busy with work again?"

He put his phone away, saying, "I'm not busy."

Bai Shimo closed the door behind her, a half-smile playing on her lips.

"My brother has been away from home for so long, yet he still remembers the family rules so well."

The brother and sister exchanged a knowing smile.

According to the Bai family rules, work is not allowed during family communication.

It was initially initiated by Bai's mother against Bai's father, and later it became a family rule by convention.

Bai Weiran thought of his father, who was always busy and carried his laptop with him all year round.

Then the mother would get angry and scold.

"Why are you always so hung up on your lousy job? Will the world end if we don't work? Let it end!"

The father would then put it away in a good mood.

"...Indeed, it doesn't matter if the world is destroyed."

As he was thinking, he looked up and saw Bai Shimo walking over, reaching over his shoulder to put her hand on the back of the chair behind him, bending down to look at him with an intimate smile, very close to him.

"At home, only my older brother remembers the rules."

"You're talking as if I'm an idiot."

Bai Shimo nodded immediately, "Brother is an idiot."

"But don't worry, we'll all protect you, you silly thing, and we won't look down on you."

Bai Weiran: …………

I was just being polite.

"Why did you suddenly show up here? Don't you usually go out with your friends during holidays?"