Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Under these circumstances, Qin Ning developed a contradictory personality that combined elegance and tyranny.

Whenever she lost her temper with her mother who was exerting subtle pressure, her mother would always put on a helpless, victim-like face and then secretly shed tears.

"If it weren't for you, Mom wouldn't be like this today."

"Mom couldn't sleep all night because of Ningning—Mom can't understand how she raised Ningning to be such a child. Where did she go wrong? Mom can't sleep. What did she do wrong?"

Qin Ning had nowhere to vent her tyranny, and her resentment and inner conflict became more of a topic of conversation for her mother with others.

I have a daughter who's very difficult to manage, and I really don't know what to do with her.

I've tried my best, I'm so tired and helpless.

However, Qin Ning is also gentle. Her underlying nature is gentle. As a child, she would reflect on herself. After reflecting on herself, she would even lower her neck to apologize to her mother.

It's my fault; I didn't meet my mother's expectations.

Qin Ning was full of resentment and oppression, but she was forced to swallow this resentment at home. She twisted herself to cater to the wishes of others.

Throughout her life, she examined her mistakes day after day, year after year, until she was completely exhausted.

Her mother complained of being tired, and Qin Ning felt tired in her heart.

This distorted, habitually emotionally blackmailed underlying value system followed her as she transmigrated to another world.

She transformed into a seemingly arrogant young lady.

Her arrogance is just a facade; beneath it lies a deep-seated insecurity that she doesn't want others to see through.

She lacked genuine love at the core of her being, and she did not feel her own worth. She was a beggar living in luxury, or a princess sitting on mountains of gold and silver but dressed in rags.

While the influence of Qin Ning's memories from another world certainly played a role, it stemmed more from Qin Ning's own personality.

When Qin Ning saw her biological parents again, she felt surprise, nostalgia, and gratitude.

After all, they truly risked their lives to protect her in that car accident.

She felt love in that instant.

Qin Ning was very grateful, truly grateful, but this gratitude was similar to repaying a debt of kindness, without any extraneous emotions.

Thank you for being willing to sacrifice your lives for me; I felt a strong blood connection.

Thinking of this, Qin Ning hugged her mother even tighter.

Because she has the memories from her dreams, everything she does is now easy.

She is exceptionally outstanding, capable of handling interpersonal relationships and matters at a level far beyond her peers at this stage, and even able to offer her suggestions calmly like an adult.

Because I am so outstanding, my mother has become kind and gentle.

Even her father looked at her differently.

Qin Ning did not indulge in it; instead, she was clearly aware that she was in a tender dream.

Actually, I'm not that outstanding. Aside from those precocious insights, I'm just an ordinary person with slightly better abilities.

They feel neither here nor there, and cannot tolerate mediocrity.

That's just how conflicted he is.

Now, seeing her father and mother, she is able to clearly examine and analyze herself.

Then Qin Ning was surprised to find that the anger in her heart had disappeared.

She is now acutely aware of her mediocrity, but she feels neither fear nor anxiety.

It probably started when that person, who possessed superhuman abilities yet had a clear, almost rational understanding of them and a detached disdain for them, lived a life of pessimism yet optimism, and was a workaholic who loved his work to the point of obsession, someone you wanted to grind down but couldn't, someone as stubborn as a stone, stayed by your side for a long time.

That's why he said—the most important thing is companionship—

Qin Ning said in a low voice.

Only by being there for each other can we truly appreciate the emotion of that moment, spreading love outwards and extending it into countless days.

Qin's mother heard her daughter mutter something, but couldn't hear clearly, so she lowered her head in confusion.

"Ningning, what did you say?"

Chapter Sixty-Four: Qin Ning's Dream (Part Five)

Qin Ning looked up and smiled sweetly.

"Mom, I'm thinking about something."

Good things are always in high demand.

"But if you only measure it by its value, how much good it can provide for yourself, then this thing is no different from the objects I keep in my warehouse as a hobby collection."

Qin's mother looked puzzled, but she still gently stroked Qin Ning's hair and listened to her daughter speak.

"Why are you, a child, thinking about these things so much?"

"I have to think about it more—" Qin Ning laughed, innocent and carefree.

"Precisely because I want more than others, I need to think more, no matter what kind of dilemma I might get myself into."

"Mom, do you think someone who is completely obedient to you, who follows your every whim, and who fulfills your every request is the best person for you?" Qin Ning suddenly asked.

"Am I the best daughter you could imagine?"

Qin's mother was taken aback for a moment, then revealed a kind smile.

"Of course, Ningning is Mom's best daughter."

Qin Ning tilted her head, like a cat discovering something interesting, revealing an adorable expression.

"I'm wrong, Mom. I'm not the best version of myself in your eyes." She said this in a playful and cute way.

"Mom may be satisfied with me now, and she may be satisfied with me tomorrow, but she may not be satisfied with me the day after tomorrow, next month, or next year—because human greed is endless, and I am subject to change. I am a living person, not an inanimate object, unless I try my best to meet your expectations—oh, but even then, I may not be able to meet your expectations, Mom. You are like an adult who keeps asking for the moon, but what good would it do you even if you got the moon?"

Qin Ning gently pushed her mother away.

"You want me to be obedient, yet you also want me to achieve something extraordinary and outstanding. How can an outstanding person be obedient? That's always the result of constantly fighting against fate. You're demanding something contradictory from me."

Qin Ning pursed her lips and smiled softly.

“I used to be just as stupid, making the same demands of others as my mother.”

"I want others to do everything I want. I thought that pampering me, listening to me, and granting all my requests was love. I refused to say no to others, and I wouldn't allow others to say no to me either—"

Therefore, the core idea of ​​a yandere is always "Love me, or die."

"Anyone who simply listens to me, perfectly meets my requirements, and can give me whatever I want is just an object to me."

A breeze blew in through the slightly ajar window, lifting Qin Ning's hair, which fluttered and swayed in the breeze.

She chuckled softly.

"Who would love objects? Nobody does. Everyone just wants to possess objects."

"Those who don't allow others to have their own personality, thoughts, resistance, and personal will, yet claim to love the other person..." Qin Ning didn't finish her sentence, but instead nestled into her mother's arms again.

Xx

When the tutor entered the room at the agreed time, he saw Qin Ning inside.

She was acting a little strange today. Instead of sitting properly in her seat and waiting for her, she lay on the table with her eyes closed, seemingly dozing off.

The sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, against the light, is like a gentle silver veil draped over the stunning young lady.

He couldn't help but drift off into a daze.

He waited a while before going up to her and sitting down at the table, but he didn't wake her up directly.

Instead, they stayed put and watched quietly.

He watched for a few minutes, then looked down because his phone was vibrating. When he looked up again, he found that Qin Ning had opened her eyes and was staring at him intently.

"Teacher, you've arrived?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, just like every time before.

Just listening to it makes you feel a deep and wholehearted dependence.

"I had someone beat that person up," Qin Ning said in a low voice, with a hint of self-satisfaction.

"He can't do bad things anymore, he can't bully others anymore, did I do a good job?"

The young man remained silent for a while, his face heavy.

"…………I did not expect you to do that."

“Yes, teacher, there’s no hope.” Qin Ning laughed, but the light in her eyes immediately went out.

"It was my own doing. I just liked the teacher so much that I couldn't tolerate anyone bullying him. Just thinking about that person's face made me want to tear him to pieces and get rid of him as soon as possible. Sigh, if the teacher wasn't so kind, I wouldn't have just let someone beat him up and cripple one of his hands."

The young man's expression shifted slightly, it was hard to tell whether it was from being moved or something else.

"But I really don't want to do it again. Let's just let it go this time. He deserved what he got."

Qin Ning opened her eyes wide and suddenly burst into laughter, which puzzled the young man. Qin Ning laughed and talked while wiping away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.

"No, I just think the teacher is so kind, letting go of someone like that, even though he embarrassed you in front of so many people!!"

Qin Ning got up, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at the young man.

"Would the teacher do the same for me?"

"...?"

"If someone treated me like they treated a teacher, bullied me, spoke ill of me, and made me look bad and lose face, you would teach them a lesson, at least someone like me—no, someone even more severe than me, right, teacher?"

Qin Ning clasped her hands together, leaned forward in a girlish prayer manner, and her large eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Is it okay, teacher? If you love me, you should be able to do this, right?"

"You wouldn't just let someone you like, someone who likes you so much, get bullied, would you?"

Qin Ning awaited his reply.

Until the other person extends their hand.

"Will do."