Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Chapter Sixty-One: Qin Ning's Dream (Part Two)

Warm sunlight streamed into the study, where Qin Ning and her new tutor sat at a table.

The tutor quietly wrote, her handwriting flowing like dragons and snakes on the paper, the problem formulas clear and complete, and the points listed in a distinct manner.

He was completely absorbed in writing, but when he finished and glanced to the side, he found that Qin Ning hadn't even looked at the paper. She was resting her chin on her hand, staring at his face from beginning to end, her eyes dark.

The new tutor frowned immediately, but did not respond much to her blatant staring; she simply tapped the table lightly with her knuckles.

"...Did you understand the question?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his tone, as if he were questioning someone.

"I understand."

"Well..." He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Then I'll do a practice problem for the teacher to see."

Qin Ning opened the question booklet on her own, quickly finished the questions in a few strokes, and pushed it in front of the other person.

The new tutor took the paper and looked at it, his gaze sweeping over the paper, his brow furrowed.

"Did I write it wrong, teacher?" Qin Ning asked knowingly.

"No, you got it all right."

Qin Ning smiled sweetly, resting her chin on her hand.

"That must be because the teacher is good—"

How could she not write well?

After all, these were courses she had already taken.

Those incredible things seemed like they happened in a dream, yet she could recall everything she had learned so easily.

It's fake, yet it seems real.

But this person, who holds an important place in her memory, still exists.

The mother found him. He was in the same university, studying the same major. Apart from looking younger and being a bit more naive, he was exactly the person she remembered.

Both unfamiliar and familiar.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what made him seem unfamiliar, so she just stared at him all the time.

The tutor avoided her gaze and pressed the button to close the exercise book.

"I feel guilty about taking the tutoring fees."

"……Why?"

"Aunt Qin paid me three times the usual rate for tutoring, but when I came to teach you, I felt that you knew everything and didn't need my help at all. I was just taking the money for nothing."

This does resemble what she remembers somewhat.

Qin Ning blinked, then rested her chin on her hand and smiled charmingly.

"I've never heard of anyone complaining about having too much money. But I'm easy to talk to. Since the teacher feels that he's getting too much and doing too little work, how about we find some other way to make up the difference?"

As she spoke, she leaned forward and extended her finger, seemingly intending to touch his cheek directly. He stared at her finger and did not pull away.

But Qin Ning's finger stopped just inches away, and with a mischievous smile, she withdrew it.

"Teacher, you don't have a girlfriend right now, so how about you be my boyfriend?"

"…………!?"

Qin Ning looked at the person in front of her. He had only recently come of age and still retained some youthful energy, his features appearing somewhat immature.

She said this with a bright smile.

"...To be honest, the first time I saw you, I felt that you were my ideal type. What's that saying again? Yeah, love at first sight. Well, I think I fell in love with you at first sight."

Her tone was soft, with an irresistible gentle coquetry.

Faced with such a bold and direct confession, the tutor was stunned for a moment, then an obvious embarrassment appeared on her face, and she was at a loss for words, clearly not knowing how to respond.

"—It was love at first sight that made me unable to stop staring at the teacher."

But when faced with someone who didn't know how to respond, Qin Ning's attitude was naturally relaxed.

She even moved a little closer, almost touching him, yet there was an unbearable, tantalizing distance between them.

With just a reach out, you can easily embrace her—an active trap, ready to capture its prey.

"Teacher, do you think it's okay?"

One sentence jolted the young man awake. He hurriedly stood up and stood back, his composure gone and his tone flustered.

"……Wait a moment."

"What are you waiting for, teacher? Is there something I'm not good enough for?" Qin Ning didn't chase after him, but just stood there resting her chin on her hand.

"No, it's just that I didn't expect it..."

"Didn't expect I liked you?" Qin Ning smiled slyly, her lips curving upwards.

"That's okay. Now that you know, you can start thinking about how to get along with me properly—you know I like you, and that I'm pursuing you."

…………

Qin Ning didn't receive a response. She watched the door open and close, and the other person's almost fleeing figure. She slowly leaned back in her chair, looking at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. She chuckled softly first, then gradually quieted down.

She reached out and touched her chest, feeling her heartbeat, which was not racing.

A strange, incomprehensible expression appeared on his face.

Xx

This is not a difficult thing.

Qin Ning quickly realized that the rules between her and the other party were reversed.

In her dream, the adult teacher was someone who knew far more than she did.

He always seems to understand things more clearly.

But when she praised the other person with a smile, the other person always remained calm.

"No, I'm not that great. I just know some things that you'll know later too."

"Maybe once these accolades fade or you progress faster than me, you'll find me boring." He would chuckle self-deprecatingly.

Qin Ning remembered that she didn't take these words seriously in her dream.

How could he be boring? These words were merely his self-deprecation.

But now there's a real chance to see him from another period of his life.

At this moment, he was about the same age as the person in his dream, or even... he knew far less than he did.

He was just an ordinary student. If there was anything special about him, it was that he had excellent grades and was diligently looking for an internship. Meanwhile, I, at his age, was already able to participate normally in company affairs and listen to direct guidance from company managers.

She now truly surpasses him in terms of experience.

Stripped of all the glamour, that dreamlike, exhilarating feeling seems to have remained only in the dream.

She would still tease him with words, watching him become embarrassed and his face flush slightly.

But she remained indifferent, calm, and even possessed a clear rationality.

It's like he's a mission objective, and her job is to conquer him.

She rationally used the little tricks she was already familiar with to try different ways to get along with the other person.

It's not that difficult!

She would use a charming and coquettish tone to coax him, smile whenever she saw him, and shower him with praise for his omnipotence, making him feel a sense of admiration. When he became serious, she would use a teasing, charming, and ever-changing demeanor, making him unpredictable. She would seem to want to be intimate, but then suddenly pull away, pulling and tugging at him in this way, making him unable to take his eyes off her.

Gradually, the other person lingered on her for longer periods of time.

Their relationship seemed to be warming up, but Qin Ning felt that her mind was becoming increasingly clear and frightening.

It was as if all the steps of their relationship were being carried out methodically in her mind.

It's not that difficult.

On the surface, their relationship appears to be a sweet romantic comedy.

Two months after publicly confessing their feelings, the two finally agreed to go on a date together.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Not the Brother I Know

The archery range was completely silent.

All eyes were on the girl in the center.

The girl pulled the bowstring taut, her arm taut, and slowly pulled it back, squinting her eyes, even her breathing momentarily still.

With a flick of the wrist, the arrow flew from the bowstring, hitting the bullseye precisely.

She didn't stop, drew her arrow again, nocked it, and the arrow left the bowstring. This time it went slightly off course, only hitting the second ring.

The first arrow hit the bullseye again.

As soon as she put the bow down, several onlookers began to applaud and cheer quietly.

"Wow, you shot really well, have you played before?"

Qin Ning put down the bow, her tied ponytail swaying gently over her shoulder, and smiled proudly.

"It's alright, I understand a little bit, just a little bit."

The young man standing next to her turned around and smiled.

"Wow, you know a lot about things. You're a real gem. I didn't understand why you chose the archery range. Turns out you were waiting here to rip me off."

Upon hearing the words "severely defeated," Qin Ning glanced at his target, raised an eyebrow, and offered no further comment. Instead, she smiled and changed the subject.

"When I was little... I was very willful for a while, and I wanted to try everything."