I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Chiho said, "Do you even know where the Literature Club is, walking so fast?"

Aoi Asahi didn't say anything, she just walked quickly.

"Do I really like Natsugiri Kai as Chiho said?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Every time I ask myself this question, this is the answer I hate the most."

She walked briskly, heading straight for the club building.

As we were heading up the stairs to the top floor, she stopped and said, "Now it's your turn to lead the way."

Chiho smiled and said, "I thought you knew."

Aoi Asahi ignored Chiho and simply waited.

Chiho brought Aoi Asahi to the Literature Club, but she hesitated before entering.

Although it was only for a fleeting moment, Chiho still managed to capture it.

Xia Wuzhao sat at the table flipping through books, appearing slightly absent-minded.

Even after Chiho came in, he only said, "I thought you were going to go straight home."

Chiho pretended to be nonchalant and gave a sweet smile.

She said, "Why wouldn't I come? The things we discussed at noon today didn't get done."

Asahi Aoi walked in and frowned slightly upon hearing what Chiho said.

What happened at noon? What did you do at noon?

She thought this to herself, but didn't say it aloud.

He simply picked up a book from the bookshelf and casually flipped through it.

Xia Wuzhao and Chiho chatted casually, as if nothing had ever happened.

It's as if today is the same as before.

Chiho sat down next to Natsugiri Kai and said, "Shall we finish what we didn't do at noon?"

Xia Wuzhao turned the pages of the book and asked, "What is it?"

The girl smiled alluringly; "Of course, it's kissing—and other things too."

Asahi Aoi stared wide-eyed at Kirishima Chiho's appearance.

I can hardly believe it, is this the same Chiho from before?

She had previously thought that Chiho's personality was definitely not as angelic as it seemed; perhaps it was more like a demon.

Even so, she was mentally prepared.

But now it's not a demon, it's a succubus!

She looked at Xia Wuzhao, waiting for his reaction.

Even Aoi Asahi didn't know where her anticipation came from, that her heart was racing!

Xia Wuzhao snapped the book shut and said to Qianhui, "Are you scared? Are you timid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Chiho smiled slyly, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous cunning.

But Xia Wuzhao just looked at her, gazing into her crimson eyes.

In the end, it was Chiho who couldn't help but turn her head to the side.

"That's right, I am scared, I am cowardly."

"But even I don't know what I'm afraid of, what I'm afraid of."

"I just subconsciously want to rely on you, as if through such frivolous words and ambiguous kisses, I can pretend that my mother didn't come to school today, as if today were yesterday."

Chiho feigned anger, pointing seductively at Natsume and saying, "I think you're just a coward, that's why you're deliberately changing the subject."

"You used to always do this or that. But you don't anymore. Are you worried about Aoi?"

As she spoke, she looked at Aoi Asahi again.

Asahi Aoi kept a straight face, giving off an expression that said, "Don't drag me into this."

She believes that she is only here to show off to Kirishima's mother.

Xia Wuzhao glanced at Asahi Aoi, who had a stern face, then turned his head and said, "What does this have to do with Asahi Aoi? I just disliked your previous reaction."

"If you're so afraid, why are you asking now?"

Chiho said, "I'm just afraid in front of my mother. I think any child would be afraid like that."

"Really? Chiho gets this scared at night too?"

Xia Wuzhao said, "I don't think so."

“Chiho is also afraid at night,” Chiho said earnestly. “Because that’s my mother.”

“That’s why I hate it.” Xia Wuzhao’s voice was somewhat cold.

"I think I might lose Xia Wuzhao."

A thought suddenly flashed through Chiho's mind, and she realized that she was once again facing a difficult choice.

"Who is more important, Xia Wuzhao or your mother?"

Kirishima Chiho was thinking about this, and she felt that Natsuki Kai was giving her such a difficult choice.

Otherwise, why would he say such a thing?

That will definitely happen.

She grinned mischievously: "Are you jealous?"

"Xia Wuzhao wouldn't be jealous, because he has a very strange way of dealing with emotions. He would never admit to such a weak thing."

Thinking this, Kirishima Chiho waited for Natsugiri Kai's denial.

That way, she can gloss over the topic.

But Xia Wuzhao only glanced at her and said, "That's right, I'm jealous."

"Eh?"

The girl gasped in surprise, thinking she had misheard.

But Natsugiri Kai repeated it again, which left Kirishima Chiho somewhat at a loss.

Although she knew Xia Wuzhao was definitely joking, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Xia Wukai looked intently at Kirishima Chiho, forcing her to make a choice.

Chiho's heart was pounding like a drum.

Her lips moved, but she didn't know what kind of answer to give.

—A feeling of betrayal crept up from the bottom of my heart.

"It's just talk, just talk."

"I've already let my mother down so many times, it's okay to just say it now."

She thought this way, deceiving herself.

The girl laughed again: "From now on, in my heart, you will be more important than my mother."

She spoke sweetly, then added mischievously, "So, can we kiss now?"

Asahi Aoi watched as Kirishima Chiho sat on Natsugiri Kai's lap, and then they hugged each other.

She silently raised her book, refusing to look at what was happening across from her.

However, some noises were still bothering her.

Perhaps because the movement was too large, the doll inside Xia Wuzhao's clothes fell out.

One is a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll that brings sunshine to the sky), and the other is a yarn mirror doll.

Asahi Aoi pretended to pick something up to ease the awkwardness.

Chapter 138 The Mystery Hidden Within

Xia Wuzhao immediately noticed the teru teru bozu and the evil mirror doll that had rolled out. These two items should have been kept in her pocket.

However, Chiho seemed a little too excited, which caused both of them to roll out.

Ai's screams kept echoing in her mind: "Lord Natsugiri! Lord Natsugiri! You absolutely cannot let Asahi Aoi touch the doll."

Natsugiri Kai pushed Chiho off her, preparing to stop Asahi Aoi from touching the doll.

Is that thing important to you?

Chiho looked at the summer mist boat and suddenly asked this question.

But Xia Wuzhao didn't want to pay attention to her; she just wanted to pick up the doll.

But Chiho suddenly pressed Natsuki Kai down into a chair, preventing him from picking up the doll.

She gave a mischievous, devilish smile: "Was it a gift from someone else?"

"It's just a family heirloom."

As Xia Wuzhao spoke, he saw that Asahi Aoi had already caught the Teru Teru Bozu and was about to pick up the Evil Mirror doll.

Don't touch it!

He shouted at them sternly.

Asahi Aoi was taken aback, and she looked up at Natsugiri Kai.

Somewhat surprised, Xia Wuzhao actually valued this doll so much.

She shouldn't have continued to touch it, because it was her pride.

Asahi Aoi didn't think she was the kind of pushover who would keep helping even after being scolded. She glanced at Natsumi Kiri and said, "Then you can pick them up yourself."

Xiao Ai let out a huge sigh in Xia Wuzhao's mind; she was somewhat relieved.

She placed the teru teru bozu on the table and decided to pick up the book and continue reading.

But her heart was pounding wildly, leaving Aoi completely bewildered.

Human consciousness cannot control its own soul, and reason hidden in the brain cannot control the body driven by the heart.

She felt her mouth was dry and involuntarily looked around.

Chiho wouldn't let Natsugiri pick up those things, saying, "If you promise something, you have to keep your promise."

So she became intimate with Xia Wuzhao again.

Aoi and her companion exchanged glances, then she looked at the doll.

The doll was made of yarn and was shaped like a mirror.

And in the mirror, there were a pair of chestnut-colored eyes.

Those eyes had a heroic air about them, like sharp blades, as if they would pierce someone at any moment.

"These eyes seem strangely familiar."

The thought popped into her mind again.

But no matter how hard I tried to think, I couldn't find those eyes in my memory.

She turned her head away, looking out the window, trying to distract herself.

Looking out the window, the afternoon sunlight made the glass crystal clear, while the swaying green trees cast a dim, greenish hue.

She looked into the darkness and found that the glass was like a mirror.

It reflected a pair of chestnut-colored eyes.

"So that's where my sense of familiarity comes from."

She suddenly bent down and, before Xia Wuzhao could react, grabbed the doll in her hand.

Xiao Ai's scream almost shattered Xia Wuzhao's thoughts.