Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"No, on the contrary, I'm helping you—"

"...?"

"Isn't this the kind of relationship you've been waiting for, Miss Eva?"

When called that, Eva pursed her lips, looking somewhat displeased.

Not long ago, this guy surnamed Bai started calling her "Miss" just like Monkey and Dawei.

But Dawei and the monkey were genuinely respectful terms of address, and his use of them had a kind of dark humor of utmost deference.

"The kind of emotion that comes from going through countless ups and downs, working hard, eliminating numerous obstacles, defeating the evil dragons blocking the way, and finally becoming a couple."

"...?"

“Miss Eva, you admire strong people.”

There are two sides to every story.

Handy is a good father and a strong head of the household. He raises his daughter well, so that she is not weak despite her illness. The father and daughter have a close relationship, but this also brings problems to Eva.

Eva has a strong admiration for strength, and not only that, she also has a strong sense of mission to pursue her goals.

It doesn't matter if it's used for other things, but when it comes to emotions, it makes it impossible to distinguish between primary and secondary matters.

Is there really a single, truly powerful being in this world?

It can turn into an endless, blind pursuit of one's idealized object of desire.

Like a child clamoring for the moon, but even if she plucked the moon from the sky, what could she do with it?

Because their idealized image of themselves was shattered, they transferred this admiration for the strong to another seemingly perfect person, investing their emotions in them. When their imagination was shattered and they couldn't accept it, they became self-destructive and committed all sorts of extreme acts.

He wants to crush this excessive infatuation with the powerful step by step.

“You admire strong people, and strong people need to be tested. I’m not trying to hinder you, but rather to create some tests for you. Strong people should be able to easily overcome these problems. Strong enough people won’t care about these minor obstacles. These are just… little spice in our relationship, right?”

Bai Weiran's counter-question left Eva bewildered. She opened her mouth, but her arrogance had diminished considerably. After hesitating for a while, she hardened her tone again.

"...I don't like him at all...Don't try to twist my words. I came to you because you interfered with my freedom to make friends."

"...What's the use of looking for me?" Bai Weiran spread his hands.

"I'm just passing on a message. The one who's really getting in your way is Mr. Han Di."

"Or is it that this person you're willing to go to great lengths for, even to pick fights with, is actually someone who can't even get past your father?"

"…………!!?"

Eva's expression immediately shifted between light and dark.

Bai Weiran glanced at it.

"However, if you really want to meet the other person, I can help you."

"After all, I'm not some kind of devil."

"Do you want to? It's very simple, just one sentence. You know my capabilities. If I want you to meet him, you can meet. It's not difficult at all." He said this with a squinting smile.

Huh? You think I'm going to get in your way? Yes, I am.

Huh? You thought I was going to help you? Yes, I am helping you too.

This time, the target was different from before; the connection was severed before any feelings could even be formed.

Therefore, he does not need to intervene forcefully to stop it.

How can you stop someone who doesn't even exist? You can't defeat a ghost, you can't defeat her illusions.

At this point, you should push and pull gently, not loudly, but lightly and easily.

She kept pushing and pulling on this issue of admiring strength until she began to have doubts.

"I have something to do tonight. I've thought it through and told the butler I want to see you. I'll come find you."

The footsteps faded into the distance, leaving Eva, leaning on her cane, trapped in a state of inner turmoil and confusion.

Help or not.

Can the other party overcome the obstacle? Or can't the other party overcome the obstacle?

Is Daddy stronger? Is this guy surnamed Bai stronger? The person I'm chatting with seems to know everything, but is it actually impossible to overcome the obstacles they've set up?

So what exactly does she like about him? She likes his powerful and all-knowing demeanor. But if you take away his powerful demeanor, what's left?

Eva was completely bewildered.

At the same time, a deep-seated doubt arose in my heart.

But you can't let her like a coward—

What's so admirable about a coward?

You can't like strong people, because there are layers upon layers of a spiral staircase between strong people. But you don't like weak people either. What do you really want?

Eva pressed her head, completely baffled.

Bai Weiran, who was causing trouble for the yandere girl, strolled along the street humming a little tune.

Tonight is the Midsummer Festival in Anda City.

This festival originated from a legend.

Long ago, there was a forest where a fairy queen and a king lived. They both fell in love with a handsome mortal boy. In order to win the boy, the king had someone put a love potion on the queen, making her fall in love with the first person she saw when she woke up.

The fairy queen thus fell in love with a foolish villager who wore a donkey-head mask.

Meanwhile, several mortal couples accidentally wandered into the forest where the fairy lived.

Because of the fairy's prank, the original lovers fell in love with someone else due to the effects of love.

The Fairy King discovered the fairy's prank, reprimanded the fairy, and ordered him to remove the power of the love potion that night.

The fairy king also realized that he shouldn't have used love and lust to scheme against his queen. After personally removing the restraints from the queen's body, the ending was a happy one.

It was just a dream that happened on a summer night.

Bai Weiran felt that this story sounded familiar.

It can only be said that in parallel worlds, the things that humans can think of are remarkably similar.

In this city of Anda, Midsummer is a big festival, a rare occasion where all the residents of the district celebrate together—although they still don't interact much with each other and each district does its own thing, each district is very lively, with long tables set up on the streets, covered with tablecloths, and each table set with the signature dishes brought out by each family, as well as large barrels of beer.

They ate and drank freely, laughing and chatting, creating a lively atmosphere reminiscent of a banquet for all families.

Street vendors also sell masks in the alleys and alleys.

They sell the Fairy King's mask, the Fairy Queen's mask, and donkey-head masks. Besides the various characters in the story, like all celebrations, it eventually turns into a chaotic brawl, and all kinds of masks are available.

Bai Weiran strolled around the celebration.

It's truly a beer addict's place; there's more beer here than at a beer festival. Besides breweries, there are also many homemade craft beers.

He came for these craft beers that aren't available in stores.

Even though I have superpowers, I can't just barge into someone else's house and steal a drink.

How is this any different from the protagonist in an RPG game who can freely enter a house and ransack it?

Paper cups are provided, but you can also bring your own. You can drink from beginning to end, and your cup will be replenished whenever it runs out.

Halfway through the celebration, the pedestrians on the street were slightly drunk and making a lot of noise.

"Young man, your mask is very interesting!" The bearded man tilted his head and looked at him while pouring him a beer.

"Half crying, half laughing, not bad, quite handsome, very good, where did you buy it?"

The bearded man was clearly drunk; his face was flushed, and he asked with his neck straight.

Before Bai Weiran could answer, he changed the subject again.

"Hey buddy, do you know what the golden ratio for beer is?"

"You can't just pour beer like that. There's a perfect ratio. First, you have to pour it all in at once, let the foam rise, then slow down the pouring. Hey, watch me, watch my movements! That way, you won't create too much foam, keeping the beer and foam in the glass at the golden ratio of seven to three—ah, art!!"

The middle-aged man raised his wine glass high, as if it were a triumphant celebration after a great battle.

"I declare this a masterpiece! Look!! This is the best drink I've had tonight, and it's for you, thank you for the fairy's gift—"

Bai Weiran took the wine glass, smiled, and left. Before he had even walked out, he heard the bearded man mutter the exact same words to the next person in line behind him.

"Oh, my fairy king, my brother! I declare this to be the best drink of the night—"

Bai Weiran shrugged.

At that moment, he remembered his younger sister.

Bai Shimo has a famous saying that she often quotes.

"Brother, this is my request for life—"

"This is my lifelong request, can't you grant it?"

He's been morally blackmailed since childhood, and I don't know how many lifetimes he's spent doing that.

He was thinking about the girl emerging from the bustling crowd of Anda residents.

Bai Weiran stopped in surprise.

The other person wore the same mask as him, so his face was not visible. His long, gray-purple hair was tied into two loose fishtail braids, exuding a romantic yet unrestrained charm. His hands were behind his back.

She walked towards him.

"Hello, sir, are you alone?"

The tone was so playful, yet so familiar—

Bai Weiran: …………

Chapter Forty-Six: Her Purpose

The masked girl, with her hair curled, covered her mouth and chuckled as she faced the bewildered young man before her.

"...It's rare for a young man to be hit on, is he so surprised? He's so shocked he can't even speak."