Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Seeing Bai Shimo's obvious displeasure, Sim changed his approach when he was about to speak.

"...So what if I cause him trouble? Do you feel bad for me?"

"If you feel sorry for me, come back with me." Sim raised his chin, looking smug.

"As long as you come back with me, I won't cause him any trouble."

"The matter concerning the wasteland is a notarized agreement between the two parties; your attempts to evade it are futile!!!"

Bai Shimo tilted her head, looking displeased.

“…I said I would handle this, and I mean I will. Why are you in such a hurry? If you’re in such a hurry, you can handle it yourself. Sim, everyone says you are the most outstanding genius in the history of Inshugarde in the last hundred years—geniuses are meant to break the rules. You are already a mature genius. Can’t you handle it yourself?”

Bai Shimo's words made Sim's face turn red with anger.

"How dare you talk to me like that? If you hadn't been kidnapped, you should have been—"

"I'm not your sister," Bai Shimo interrupted abruptly.

“I already have an older brother.”

"A mere ordinary human being has no right to be your brother—"

Sim's lips snapped shut, unable to utter a sound. Bai Shimo, standing before her, lowered her fingers that had been tracing lines in mid-air, a smile on her face, her eyes becoming deep and thoughtful.

"Sim, I don't want to cause trouble for Grandma, so please don't say anything that will upset me."

"If you say that again, I don't know what I'll do."

“I said I would go back to deal with the wasteland, and I mean I will. Don’t rush me, and don’t tell me what to do.”

“I have my reasons for not dealing with this now, but under the rules of this world, you can’t take me away. You can’t even take me away from your own territory, let alone take me away from my territory.”

"The time you can stay in another world is very short, and no one will know anyway. You might as well treat this as a vacation and have some fun. Don't cause me any trouble. Consider this a warning—" Bai Shimo flicked her finger, pointing to the door. A small, light gray-purple magic circle lit up on the door and began to rotate gently.

"The next time that door opens, the restraints on you will be automatically lifted."

"I hope you have a roommate. If not, then waiting three days is fine too."

Sim saw Bai Shimo dragging herself towards the balcony in the hazy light, and he became anxious. He straightened his neck, wanting to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth and could only make muffled noises.

Bai Shimo stopped before stepping onto the balcony, turned around, took out her phone, waved it at Ximu, and grinned.

"Oh, by the way, I took a picture of you almost being forcibly kissed just now."

"Sim, as a genius that the family has only seen once in a century, you wouldn't want the whole family to know that your first kiss was almost taken by a girl, would you?"

With a muffled, angry groan from Sim, Bai Shimo and Mingguang disappeared onto the balcony.

Xx

Mu Nanfeng didn't get home until very late that day because of a school dinner. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a heavy thud. He looked over and found Sim lying on the ground, panting.

Mu Nanfeng was startled and quickly went over to help the limp Sim up.

"What happened?"

Sim shook his head and said nothing.

Mu Nanfeng didn't ask any further questions. He simply helped Sim to the sofa, then fetched a glass of water and handed it to Sim.

Sim drank half a glass of water in one gulp before his expression gradually relaxed.

Mu Nanfeng remained seated beside her, gently patting Sim's back.

He doesn't speak, but he has a gentle and approachable quality that makes people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.

"...How come I didn't notice?" Sim murmured in the end.

"Didn't find anything?"

Mu Nanfeng asked, but she wasn't really curious. Instead, she spoke in the manner of a therapist having a conversation, following Sim's lead.

They look very alike—

Simho looked up and stared at Mu Nanfeng.

"...Does that person have a younger sister?"

"...Who are you talking about?"

"Does the person in the photo next to you on your bedside table have a younger sister?"

A fleeting look of surprise crossed Mu Nanfeng's face, followed by a hint of unease.

"Indeed, but that..."

"As expected." Sim got the answer and lowered his head in thought.

"No wonder he was able to defend against my potion. That makes sense, it makes perfect sense—there's nothing wrong with my potion, the problem is with the person."

These days, Mu Nanfeng also witnessed the magical potion made by Sim – which made her potted plants grow wildly in the blink of an eye, turning the whole house into a treehouse covered with vines.

Hearing Sim suddenly mention Bai Weiran's sister, Mu Nanfeng had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

“…Sim, I told you I don’t need you to repay me. The person in the photo does have a sister, but that has nothing to do with me. He’s just—a very good friend of mine from before.”

But Sim didn't listen at all, and was only immersed in his own thoughts and analysis.

Devich's brother looks just like an ordinary human being.

No, if he had the talent of a magician, he should be bound by the rules of this world. I didn't sense him being bound by the rules...

Sim rested his chin on his hand and drew his own conclusion.

—I was simply born as an ordinary human being.

Lacking magical talent, yet possessing a useless passive magic resistance ability, living in a world where elven power cannot be used at all, it's even more useless than a chicken bone.

Sim looked disgusted at the thought.

With such outstanding talent, how could Devich have a useless older brother?

The Irregular at the Legendary Magical Family

This is something that would be shameful in any family. In my own family, an older brother like this should be kicked out of the family and sent to a remote estate to live a life of shepherding.

But judging from Devich's tone and demeanor, he didn't seem ashamed or disgusted by his good-for-nothing brother.

It was more like anger.

Thinking of this, Sim still held a sliver of hope and looked at Mu Nanfeng.

"That good friend of yours in the photo, him and his sister—"

"Their relationship must be really bad, right?"

Mu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, and memories immediately surfaced in his mind.

A stunningly beautiful girl called out to her from the shared wall between the high school and junior high school sections.

Unlike her brother, she was flamboyant and lively, and became a popular figure in the junior high school from the moment she entered school, and even she knew a little about her.

She stared at herself, her eyes deep and heavy.

There was an extreme sense of resentment and displeasure, a gloomy mood, which was then suppressed.

Mu Nanfeng had long known that the siblings had a good relationship.

Bai Weiran didn't deliberately mention it, but the affection in his words and actions was undeniable.

Mu Nanfeng didn't think she had done anything wrong at the time—the coming together and parting of lovers is something that outsiders shouldn't interfere with.

Even his sister was the same.

Mu Nanfeng could understand Bai Shimo's anger, so she simply smiled at her with the tolerant attitude of a senior student, preparing to accept the angry scolding from this junior high school girl who was defending her brother.

But in the end, she clenched her fists and said nothing.

"Don't come back once you leave."

"I hate you, I really hate you."

Bai Shimo smiled, but her eyes were full of disgust. This scene left a deep impression on Mu Nanfeng.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: They weren't always this good.

Bai Weiran was unaware of this interlude that occurred in the present world.

He wandered around the mission world.

The city has four districts: east, south, west, and north. The streets in these four districts are similar in style, but the bricks of the houses are different colors. The southern district, where the Han family lives, is full of red bricks, while the northern district is a completely different scene, paved with white bricks, which looks solemn and dignified at first glance.

People in the South District love to drink and make a ruckus; they're rough and wild. The bars play rock music and heavy metal that hits the soul and eardrums.

The people in the North District are very elegant. When you walk down the street, nine out of ten residents are wearing hats of all shapes and colors, and they are also dressed very fashionably. There are also many cafes along the way.

Bai Weiran passed by a row of sidewalk slogans and looked up.

[If we're not in a coffee shop, we're on our way to one.]

He found a coffee shop that looked pleasing to the eye and sat down. The tables and chairs were made of iron and painted a light green.

Sit down comfortably and scroll through your phone.

In the real world, besides dealing with a project at the company, he also has a bunch of yandere women at home.

Right now, the only thing that can give him breathing room is the mission.

On the phone screen, a young girl is seen pounding on a door while leaning on a cane.

He had already modified it into a pixelated image beforehand, making the chibi-style girl look especially cute.

As she pounded on the door, angry bubbles in the shape of slanted crosses and speech bubbles kept appearing above her head.

Let me out!!

[Daddy! Let me out!!]

[Daddy]

A crying face bubble also appeared from the crack in the door; it was Han Di, who was standing silently outside the door.

Bai Weiran watched with a smile on his face.