Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"...So you're quite ill, hmm, but my brother is about the same. You two really are from the same mental hospital. People learn to slay gods in a mental hospital, and you learn to work in a mental hospital. Neither of you is right."

"Anyway, I'm just helping my brother as my father asked me to. My job is to pretend to create difficulties for him, but actually find a way to get him to take that position where he can't rest for a single day out of 365 days—"

Chapter 47 Pulling out the human-shaped radish is so much fun!

The masked girl rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the young man buried in the ground, his head the only thing remaining.

"...Since you and my brother both learned your work from a mental hospital, your thoughts should be somewhat relevant. Do you think my brother would like this job?"

"........."

"What would you do if he said he didn't like it?"

The masked girl sighed.

“If he doesn’t like it, then it’ll be troublesome. Actually, we have disagreements in our family.”

“My dad wanted to dump the burden on him, but he said that even if he didn’t want it, he would respect his son’s wishes. After all, he had never treated him like a son since he was a child and had never put himself in the role of a father. He said that selfish people can’t learn to be good fathers, but selfish people can at least respect others’ equal selfishness.”

"He'll keep slacking off until some unlucky bastard comes along and kills him."

"...?"

The masked girl smiled and squinted at Bai Weiran.

"That's how stories always go; sooner or later a hero will emerge and slay the mediocre and ineffective Heavenly Way."

"No matter what the story is, as long as you do your best in your own story, you will become an irredeemable villain in other people's stories. You should understand that when you are on a mission, you help the people on the mission, but at the same time you also defeat many people who enjoy women's infatuation with them and use this to prove their own worth."

"In the eyes of these men and the women who are infatuated with them, we are their enemies, the heinous villains in their touching love stories."

"And sooner or later, although we don't know when that day will come—among those people, there will always be exceptionally intelligent individuals. After all, genius is fairly distributed among everyone, and as power ebbs and flows, we will also be squeezed out."

"Many people will support them, like them, and say that their way of life is what life is all about."

“And at that time—we would have lost.” The masked girl smiled, resting her chin on her hand.

"You've participated in platform missions before and are familiar with the platform's rules. The platform aims to protect the rights of the most people, and in urban areas, it doesn't even allow users to easily take lives—even if we've granted such abilities, their use is prohibited."

"...It's normal for someone with principles to lose to someone without principles."

“If this continues, my father said he will die one day, not now, but probably a long, long time from now. Sooner or later, he will be defeated by these heroes, and then the heroes will rewrite history.”

"After all, the platform he built can only represent one stance. As long as it's a stance, there will always be people who oppose it, there will always be conflicts, and there will always be people who disdain it—"

At this point, the masked girl chuckled.

"Then he, the rule-maker at the top, will be killed sooner or later! Killed because of differing stances—"

"Changing the rule-maker just means the heroes have a different person to fight."

"Actually, you don't have to accept it—"

There wasn't a breath of wind, the sky was full of stars, and a line of ants crawled across the ground in front of Bai Weiran.

He glanced at the ants, then looked up again.

"Is this why he's never told...your brother?"

"That's partly true, but it's not that serious. Well, we all agree that he's not really suited for this family business... Since you're so much like him, you must understand the process. You're saving the person being pulled in the middle, but the person being rescued will be pulling in the middle of the mission."

"When people treat each other with sincerity, they will wear each other down, because the human heart is very heavy, and the person who wants to entrust everything to you is even heavier. Carrying so much heavy stuff on the road will crush a person."

“My father is the kind of person who doesn’t care. He doesn’t really care if others self-destruct. He initially built this platform for fun—for example, extracting human emotional entropy as energy to serve as a channel for connecting to other worlds. He is good at building new things, but hates maintaining them.”

"My brother, on the other hand, is the kind of person who is very considerate of others and cautious in everything he does."

She paused, glancing at Bai Weiran out of the corner of her eye.

It's impossible to tell what his expression is.

"...You just said there were disagreements in the family, what did the others say?"

“My mom said it doesn’t matter,” the masked girl said with a grin.

"She said she would be happy to die with my dad, and if a hero really came, she would be very happy, make a big scene, and then die with my dad."

"As for my brother, well, that's not very important. My mom says my brother is not cute at all. He's always been good at housework since he was little. He can get top grades and make no mistakes in any way just to save face for her. She thinks that's not cute. She prefers the kind of guy who will rebel. The more he rebels, the more excited she gets. But my brother didn't give her a chance to get excited."

"........."

"As for me—"

"Your brother will accept it."

"…………? Hey! I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Your opinion is not important," Bai Weiran said calmly.

“Work is work. Since your brother likes his work, I think this job is suitable for him, and he also has reasons to participate.”

"What reason?"

"I guess his reason is the same as mine for taking the platform test now—he is also someone who doesn't allow his own people to be controlled by others."

"Oh wow—"

"This is not just one person's problem, but a problem involving many more people."

The fact that Mengmeng was sent back to the original world not only terrified him, but also deeply affected him.

He began to feel wary of the platform's capabilities.

He lost the platform, which means he lost his connection with other worlds. The platform can not only shut down the channels and take away his superpowers, but also drain the points he has accumulated—but these are not the most important things.

Rather, he couldn't accept that the people around him were exposed to the danger of being monitored and taken away at any time.

"Work is just work. I don't expect it to be great, nor do I give it any excessive value. I just try to feel that I can do it and that I can do it well, that's all."

The masked girl clapped her hands and laughed.

"You make a very good point—"

"I think my brother probably thinks very similarly to you. Thank you for your opinion."

"But...I have a question!"

"...?"

"You asked so many people, you asked the father and the mother in this family, but didn't you think of the person who was most important to my brother?"

Bai Weiran blinked, “…………”

A hint of a smile appeared in Bai Weiran's eyes, "…………"

"No, no, I think your brother thinks that person is unimportant, the least important person in this family."

His younger sister, Bai Shimo, suffers from a "spotlight syndrome," vying for attention and acting like a spoiled, demanding leader.

They always try to put themselves in the spotlight, in the center of everyone's attention.

As her brother, it is my duty to break her spoiled attitude.

"No, I don't think a man who doesn't care about his sister is a siscon!"

A sweet smile suddenly appeared on the girl's lips beneath the mask, and she flicked her finger.

Someone happened to pass by and was surprised to see a human-shaped radish moving up and down in the darkness.

It was pulled out one moment and then stuck back into the ground the next; it was pulled out one moment and then stuck back into the ground the next.

The young man's angry voice was broken and intermittent, "You...give me...to...stay...uh...uh..."

The girl sang in a clear, melodious voice, "Pulling radishes, pulling radishes, heave-ho, heave-ho, pulling radishes—"

The girl's singing voice was beautiful, unlike her brother's at all.

Chapter Forty-Eight: His Other Request

The Bai family's living room was filled with peace and harmony.

Mengmeng is playing games with headphones on, immersed in the colorful world of SpongeBob.

Nana was listening attentively to Yuan Jixi's instructions.

"To become a suitable yandere bodyguard, sensing killing intent is crucial—"

"It's very important to sense the killing intent—"

Nana recited it carefully.

The two sat side by side on the ground in front of the balcony, cross-legged, with their hands on their thighs and their eyes closed.

"You must close your eyes, quiet down, and amplify your senses infinitely, as if expanding your skin—"

Yuan Jixi closed his eyes, his tone calm and solemn.

"Imagine your skin swelling up, stretching infinitely—"

An Qin had just come out of the kitchen carrying a plate of sliced ​​melon when she suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the pink-haired loli who was gradually inflating like a balloon.

"First, you sense the ground beneath your feet."

"Oh ho, Nana sensed it."

"Next, perceive the ceiling above you. You can't touch it, but you should extend your sense of touch as much as possible."

Anqin watched as Nana's upper body twisted and began to stretch upwards, like a fiercely growing bamboo.

"By the way, don't rush. You definitely won't feel it at first, but just do your best. There's a simple way to get started: imagine your neck becoming very, very long, and going all the way up until the top of your head touches the ceiling."

The pink-haired loli's neck suddenly grew longer, and her head reached straight up to the ceiling.

An Qin: "…………"

Just then, the locked bedroom door suddenly opened, and Bai Shimo rushed out. Seeing this strange scene, she paused slightly but didn't react much. Nana and Yuan Jixi opened their eyes and looked at her at the same time. Nana had already returned to normal the moment she opened her eyes.

Bai Shimo simply ignored it.

"It's alright, you guys continue!"