Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"I don't know what you're talking about." She first denied it, and then denied herself.

"No, I understand what you're saying, but even if you say it, what can I do?"

"Because of Mengmeng, Mengmeng really wants to be loved—"

Bai Weiran lowered his eyelashes, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly smiled.

"In this respect, I think men are the same—"

"We are all equal in human nature."

Mengmeng looked up, her face blank, while Bai Weiran shrugged in front of her.

“In fact, although I am a man, I think I need no less emotional value and love than a girl.”

"If men don't need love, then why do so many people strive so hard for a good job, even giving up their ideals? Because ideals don't pay, and a good job is necessary to afford a car and a house. And with a car and a house, it's best to also be able to settle down in a first-tier city. Having a car, a house, and a good city residency is a basic requirement for choosing a partner in today's society."

"If we don't need love, why should we go to such lengths to obtain it? Is it really just to imagine ourselves as heroes in those heroic tales?"

"Don't be silly, that's just a story. Ultimately, it's about wanting a good love and also wanting to be loved."

"Just as you want to kill other cute girls, many other boys also kill their overly idealistic selves in the process, succumbing to a reality they don't love."

Bai Weiran sighed softly.

"Wanting to be loved unconditionally, yet knowing that unconditional love doesn't exist, so desperately compromising for conditions—isn't that absurd? Everyone's initial intention is simply to be loved and to be free, yet so many rules confine everything."

"Rules are ultimately idealistic; only a very few people can perfectly conform to them, while the vast majority of ordinary people cannot."

"Women tame themselves, infinitely amplifying their value as mothers and wives in their lives, while men tame themselves, regarding money and power as the most important values ​​in their lives."

Bai Weiran paused here, then laughed.

"But now people's thoughts are very fragmented. The fragmented information age has cut off everyone's focus and in-depth understanding of a kind of knowledge, learning, and rules. You seem to see golden quotes everywhere, and you feel like you have seen any principle before, but in fact, you do not put these principles into practice at all. It is just a sentence used to refute others: 'I have heard these words before. They are boring. I understand them.'"

"Being moved by a memorable quote is like watching a short film full of climaxes. It's exhilarating to see a hero save the world, but once you've watched it, it's like letting out a fart and it's over, leaving nothing behind."

"Since people cannot think deeply, nor can they find a fusion between words and reality, words offer less and less comfort to the human heart. People become more and more fragmented and angry, and then—they attack each other, magnifying their own grievances infinitely. Provoked by these words, they then vent their anger on everyone they encounter in reality."

"Everyone was throwing their anger at each other, and it became a stench."

The yandere Momo was completely bewildered.

"...Then what should Mengmeng do? What is the right thing to do?"

Bai Weiran shrugged at Mengmeng's question.

How would I know the correct answer?

"You're talking like you know it all!" the yandere Momo accused angrily.

"I simply found my own answer and acted accordingly. If you don't have an answer yet and are feeling conflicted, you might want to consider my approach—"

"What is your answer—?"

"Let the weak stand up first. There is no equality when people are in a weak economic and social position."

"Don't accept the term 'pampering.' Pampering is essentially a term people use to describe pets. If anyone treats you like that, they don't consider you an independent and complete person. If you enjoy being pampered, you enjoy the value of being treated like a superior, which can be taken away at will."

"The biggest difference between pampering and respect is whether you believe in your own full ability to face all the difficulties in life and society."

"Then, we see the flaws in this rule."

“But all rules have advantages and disadvantages, and some people can benefit from them—for example, some women who don’t want to take responsibility for their own lives from the beginning but want to enjoy a good material life can use the rules to escape the difficulties of society.”

"I must say, this has caused a lot of dissatisfaction among men," Bai Weiran said with a humorous smile.

"Because they have given up their ideals and have nowhere to escape, these women are clearly running away, but they still pretend to have sacrificed everything for their families. To be honest, many women are not very good at housework and taking care of children, but they are masters at manipulating people's emotions. They always say to men, 'I gave birth to your child, and this family is what I sacrificed my own development for.'"

"It can't be quantified into objective value in terms of money and social status. It's a huge loss for hardworking and responsible mothers and wives, but a huge benefit for those who just give up. There are no performance indicators, and the best reward is just verbal praise. That makes the hardworking people the most foolish."

The yandere Momo raised her hand, like a primary school student asking a question in class.

Are you angry about this too?

"I'm too lazy to be angry."

"…………??"

"I want to do what I can, such as reading more books and understanding how other people view this rule and how they face this issue. Human history is short compared to this blue planet, but it is too long for a person's lifetime."

“Every problem you’re facing has definitely been encountered by people before, and there are many smarter people than you who have found solutions. Go and learn from them, and don’t hang out with the feminists in the men’s restroom.”

Bai Weiran crushed the carton of Wangzai Milk.

"If you ask me, these two groups of people are the most suitable to be together. These people are birds of a feather. Because they don't complain, the men and women who already understand this rule don't go to these places to look for true love. They stick together on their own. Let these people attack and curse each other. I wish them a long and bitter marriage."

"Oh, so you're saying that? Are you cursing someone?" the yandere moe pointed out sharply.

"How could that be? I just hope they won't go out and harm other kind people. They absolutely must be together." Bai Weiran said, revealing a slightly wicked and mischievous smile.

"Because some people are like that, selfishly wanting everything, finding it troublesome to think about responsibility, respect, and value, and preferring to be a fun-loving person. They give up thinking, give up trying to get out of trouble, and only choose to follow the rules that are most beneficial to themselves. I can't give my blessing to such people."

"Repaying resentment with virtue, why repay virtue?"

The yandere Momo was amused by his expression.

"You're a hypocritical villain—"

"I have never said that I am a good person. I am a person, an ordinary person."

He opened the door to the detention center and gestured for the sickly-looking Mengmeng to enter.

I watched her come out, and then handed her a bottle of Wangzai milk.

She thought for a moment and then took the bottle of milk.

"First find what you truly want to do, what makes you happy from the bottom of your heart. Ignore all that opposing nonsense. Once you find it, then find someone who is just as happy as you."

"Don't try to understand others unless they understand you too. If someone is just someone who only talks about how difficult things are for themselves, let them go."

"This guy has such a narrow mindset," Bai Weiran said calmly.

“I do not deny that some people are born unfortunate, living in an environment where all they see is oppression. But if people born in such places are unaware that they are born with a poisonous mindset, then they will only spread this anger from generation to generation, becoming misogynistic yet craving women, misogynistic yet wanting men to lick them. In essence, they do not treat people as human beings, but as animals.”

The yandere Momo held the milk and thought for a moment.

"Wouldn't that mean many people wouldn't love me?"

"...Do you need the love of those people?"

Bai Weiran winked at her.

"This is something I have to mention. The original essence of our product development is to screen users, keeping those who accept you and filtering out those you don't want. It's a two-way selection process; you can choose not to accept someone, and they can choose not to accept you."

"But it's really foolish to get angry because someone doesn't want you. What you should do is quickly shift your focus to the market and find more potential users. You can't grow a rainforest in the desert."

He looked at the yandere moe moe, and the yandere moe moe moe looked at him.

Then they all smiled.

The yandere Momo blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"But I can't do anything except be aggressive. I'm just a personality trait that Mengmeng was born with. This personality of mine—isn't it bad for her?"

"On the contrary, I think it's very good."

Bai Weiran gave her a thumbs up.

"Always be prepared with an aggressive core. Never forget that, physiologically speaking, men are always superior to women. When you encounter unfair treatment and can no longer tolerate it, then fight back."

"When one day, the law and no one else can help you, only you can help yourself."

"You need to have guts."

"Being aggressive is important as long as you can get rid of the obsession that 'everyone outside of love is your enemy'."

As Bai Weiran finished speaking, he casually picked up the wood-chopping knife and lightly flicked the back of the blade.

"But don't use this kind of knife next time. If a short guy wants to attack someone bigger than him, he should do it in one go. He should hide a dagger in his pocket, smile sweetly at people, and then stab them right in the heart."

Compared to other sweet, cute, and imaginative innocent and adorable characters.

He wanted this yandere moe to stay in this moe world forever.

The way to love her is to teach her to protect herself.

The relationship between protectors and those being protected, between rescuers and those being rescued, is a fabricated and illusory emotional connection created and glorified by fictional authors.

He wasn't a savior; his initial intention might have been to save her, but in the end, she saved herself.

Tell her everything you know without reservation, and then let her grow into someone who is your opposite.

They've only just begun—

Chapter Twelve, Brother Weiran, why?

It was pitch black all around.

Bai Weiran waited in the darkness for a while, but nothing happened.

There was no Nana suddenly appearing in a costume role-playing outfit, nor was there Yuan Jixi looking unwilling and like a bystander dragged in to make up the numbers.

He tried to touch his surroundings, but when he reached out, he couldn't touch anything. No matter how far he walked, he couldn't touch anything, as if he were in an endless space.

Is it the universe, or a box?

But he could touch the ground with his feet; he didn't fall or float in nothingness. However, when he bent down to touch the ground beneath his feet, he couldn't feel anything.

He found it amusing and enjoyed himself in the dark for a long time.

He even took a moment to think about whether the moment of the origin of life was very similar to the present.

Suddenly, a star shone in the darkness.

He noticed it.

Like the North Star that guides the eternal traveler, it twinkles and shines eternally.

Then, more stars began to light up around the original star, some large and some small. At first, they lit up slowly, but the pace gradually quickened. As the stars lit up, the background color of the night sky expanded with them, unfolding like an infinitely extending canvas.

Even the moment of God's creation was no more than this.

With a stroke of the pen, the sky and the ocean appeared.