Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Anqin firmly held onto the position of head of the barbecue, and anyone who tried to take over would be driven away.

Nana was in charge of carrying plates, putting raw ingredients on the grill and cooked ingredients on the long table. She took a step and then hopped, like a deflated balloon, humming happily as she hopped.

"Oh~~ Every summer I want to go to the beach—to the beach!!"

Bai Weiran sat at the table, his hands busy, dissecting the crab meat and neatly dividing it into the plate in front of him.

The others were still inside. At the long table were the Bai siblings. Bai Shimo tilted her head and watched his actions, her tone teasing.

"Brother, your crab-disassembling skills are getting better and better!"

"You must do a lot of this kind of work usually, right?"

Bai Weiran glanced at her.

"On the contrary, I haven't done it much lately, so it's quite a novel experience to do it again."

He was telling the truth. Ever since Anqin came to live with us, she has always been able to solve any problem in the family perfectly.

It truly goes straight to the stomach. The Bai family has a kind of hunger that Anqin is afraid you'll be hungry, and a kind of cold that Anqin is afraid you'll be cold.

Bai Weiran himself gained several pounds from eating late-night snacks.

"Why would you do all this if An Qin is so considerate?" Bai Shimo covered her mouth and laughed.

"Some people like to be served, but I don't."

"Do you enjoy serving others?"

Bai Weiran responded succinctly and calmly.

"I like to do what I want to do. I peel crabs because I like peeling crabs, there's no other reason."

Bai Shimo let out a deep sigh.

"Oh, my brother, you really have no romantic sense. You shouldn't say that at a time like this—"

"Then what should I say?"

"If you say you're doing this for someone you like, isn't that wonderful and romantic?"

Bai Weiran shrugged.

"Maybe, but to me that's nothing short of a lie. I do things only if I'm happy first—I thought I was doing it because I love you, but that's just a self-indulgent way of shifting responsibility onto someone else."

"No one needs to be moved by your actions."

He placed a bowl of cleaned crab meat in front of Bai Shimo.

Here, take it.

Bai Shimo ate naturally, sighing deeply as she ate.

"My brother is such a poor mule!"

He only likes to give, not to take. Even though he could be a winner who takes everything, he insists on thinking that others also need it. He only takes what he wants and feels guilty for taking too much.

A brother like that will suffer no matter who he's with; he deserves to have been dumped before.

"That's fine too," she said softly.

That's good, because you need so many selfish people around you who only care about themselves.

When you try not to care, they'll start to care for you; when you don't care about yourself, thinking of them will always make you care about yourself a little more.

Nana was serving a plate of grilled shrimp when she heard Bai Shimo muttering to herself and asked her out of curiosity.

"Anything is fine?"

Bai Shimo met Nana's curious eyes and gave a sly smile.

"Oh, I just remembered a legend about this place that seems to be unknown to most people. That's fine, sometimes ignorance is bliss—"

Upon hearing this, Nana's curiosity was piqued, and she quickly moved closer, speaking in a very soft voice.

"What everyone else doesn't know, Nana needs to know. Sister Shimo, tell Nana, Nana won't tell anyone—"

Bai Shimo then leaned close and whispered something to Nana.

The pink-haired loli's face went from rosy to pale, and she gradually trembled all over. Finally, Bai Shimo breathed a breath into her ear, which frightened Nana so much that she jumped up and down. Ignoring all normal human agreements, she hugged Bai Weiran tightly, spitting and screaming loudly, the sound hitting people's eardrums.

"How scary! Mr. William, Mr. William, Shimo says there are ghosts here!!! Nana is so scared!!!"

Bai Weiran: …………?

Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Story of Being Attacked by a Yandere

When Mengmeng, Xia Yanle, Qin Ning, and the others heard the screams and rushed out of the guesthouse, they witnessed this scene—

The pink-haired loli cried until her eyes were like two sun eggs, trembling as she clung to Bai Weiran's back, sobbing loudly. Bai Weiran reached out and patted her head on his shoulder, and Nana cried even louder, ignoring Earth's gravity and the laws of physics. She crawled like a typical female ghost, moving from Bai Weiran's back to his chest, wrapping her arms around him and continuing to cry.

"Let's go back!! Mr. William, I want to go back!!"

"...There's a ghost here!!"

The three yandere members of the royal family were stunned.

While we were arguing and playing ball, three of us got injured, and then someone stole the crystal?

Mengmeng was the first to take action; in a fit of anger, she jumped up and tried to pull Nana away.

"If you want to hug someone, do you want to hug Bai Weiran? Nana, you can hug me instead!"

"If you have any questions, come to me! Sister Mengmeng is here to help you!!"

Mengmeng's vigilance was at its highest.

There's no other reason than that Nana is now following the same path as her.

She appeared weak and harmless, yet charged onto the track with the defiance of a rebellious woman.

We must be careful!!

Qin Ning and Xia Yanle hadn't considered this, but when they saw Mengmeng take the initiative to pull people forward, they watched with amusement from the sidelines.

But when faced with Mengmeng's threats and inducements, Nana, contrary to her usual subservient nature, resolutely shook her head.

Nana is usually carefree and nice to everyone, but when she encounters something scary, the first person she thinks of is Bai Weiran.

"No, I will not let go of Mr. William, not even if it kills me! Oh, I'm already dead, so there's even less chance I'll let go!!"

These words made Mengmeng so angry that she glared and reached out to pull him again, but Nana was like an eel, sliding and circling all over Bai Weiran.

Bai Weiran felt as if a large, icy-cold loach was sliding around on his body, which was very strange.

Even though she looks no different from an ordinary person, Nana's body temperature is still outside the normal range.

"You let go!"

"I don't want to!!"

"Let go of me!!"

One jumped up and pulled the person away, while the other refused to come down.

Bai Weiran was caught in the middle, looking helpless. Fortunately, Nana wasn't very heavy, so he simply ignored her and continued peeling the crab.

All I can say is that Mengmeng doesn't forget to do her job while arguing. She can eat crabs while arguing, like a grumbling cat. She takes a bite, chews it a couple of times, is quiet for a while, and then starts grumbling again.

Bai Shimo, the instigator, just smiled and kept her mouth shut until more than half an hour later when she finally admitted that it was just a story she made up on the internet.

The story is also quite cliché.

An abandoned school, where a teacher-student romance once took place. In an era of simple and honest customs, such a relationship was not accepted. The teacher eventually left the female student due to societal pressure. Unable to bear the pain of heartbreak, the female student jumped off the roof and ended her life. From then on, every night at 11 o'clock, the ghost of the female student would linger in front of the school building, asking questions.

Did you see the teacher?

Hello, have you seen the teacher?

If you answer that you haven't seen him, the female students will chase after you and ask if you've hidden him.

If the answer is yes, the female student will entangle him, and he will have no way to escape.

When Bai Shimo sat by the campfire on the beach and recounted the story again, apart from Nana who turned pale with fright and trembled, all the yanderes showed disapproval and even started to object.

"I don't understand, why would a man leave a woman, but a woman would die?" Qin Ning asked with a puzzled look.

Xia Yanle pressed her finger against her chin. "If anyone should die, it shouldn't be her. At the very least, the other person should be killed to create an alibi for a perfect murder, or they should die together. That would be right, wouldn't it?"

"How could anyone die for such a reason?"

A group of yanderes, however, launched a collective attack on this story.

I cannot understand this practice of harming oneself to benefit others.

As Bai Weiran listened to their critique of the ghost story, he used tongs to take the roasted sweet potato wrapped in the fire out of the fire, finding it all the more amusing.

Mengmeng clung tightly to him, watching his movements, and asked him in a low voice.

"Bai Weiran, what do you think?"

"...I don't read it much, it's just a story, and I guess most of the authors who write this kind of story are male!"

"...?"

"If a male author writes about a man dying for a woman, it makes the man seem less valuable. It would be better if more and more women died for men to make the man seem more valuable. A woman who can die for a man is considered chaste, loyal, and worthy of praise. This is the influence of our society's entire history and culture to this day."

"Men write too much first, then they get used to it, and eventually even women will write stories about dying for men. The most terrifying thing about this society is not people, but the domestication of people by their thoughts."

Mengmeng blinked as she listened, the firelight dancing in her bright red eyes, incredibly beautiful.

She is truly both innocent and lustful.

Bai Weiran found her adorable, leaned over, and gently kissed her eyelids.

Mengmeng then pouted.

"...Oh my, right now! What kind of childish tricks are these? Mengmeng is a grown-up now!"

Mengmeng leaned over and gently kissed Bai Weiran's lips, like a cute little bird pecking at a kiss.

There was no lust involved; the kiss was light, but warm.

"Bai Weiran always thinks about strange things," Mengmeng complained softly.