I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Every time the teacher said something, she would say, "See, the teacher is right. Did you do this? I don't think you did. At this time, you need to reflect on what you were doing in class."

Kirishima Chiho's nagging finally ended after she returned home.

Pushing open the door, Kirishima Chiho said, "I'm home, Mom."

"Ah, I've been waiting for you for so long."

Kirishima's mother ran out and squatted down in front of the girl: "Come on, lift your foot."

"Mom, I can do this myself."

Kirishima Chiho shook her head.

But Kirishima's mother got angry: "How can you waste your time on something like this?"

She grabbed Kirishima Chiho's ankle and took off her shoes.

He then changed her into slippers, and only then did he look at Kirishima Chiho with satisfaction, saying, "Come on, I made you some chicken soup, it's very nourishing. It took me quite a while."

As she spoke, she urged Kirishima Chiho to walk to the dining table.

There's a pot of chicken soup and several dishes of vegetables on the table.

Kirishima's mother kindly ladled a bowl of soup for Kirishima Chiho and tore off a chicken leg, placing it in Chiho's bowl.

"Eat quickly, Mom has been cooking for a long time."

"Thank you, Mom." Kirishima Chiho smiled gently.

After drinking one bowl, she asked again, "Where's Daddy?"

“Dad is already asleep,” Kirishima’s mother said. “After you get off work, I made him go to bed early while you were running. That way, it won’t interfere with your study time.”

As she spoke, she placed another piece of chicken into Kirishima Chiho's bowl: "Eat more, see how much Mom and Dad love you."

She said, "From now on, your parents won't expect anything from you. As long as you live your own life well, your parents will be at ease."

"When Mom and Dad get old, you don't need to take care of them. Just give them a bowl of hot soup, and they'll be content."

She said, "When Mom gets old, you won't even give her a sip of hot soup, will you?"

Kirishima's mother probed in a joking tone.

Chiho Kirishima said, "Mom, no, that won't happen."

Her mother, however, said, "You've agreed so slowly; I don't think we can really count on you for the future."

As she spoke with a smile, she urged Kirishima Chiho to finish her drink quickly and then go study.

Every night, Kirishima Chiho had to study until midnight.

Because I arrive at school at 8:30 every day, I get a full eight hours of sleep.

Kirishima's mother said that this was done strictly according to the experts' advice.

“Look at you, you can still sleep eight hours a day. Mom doesn’t have such a good life. After you fall asleep, Mom still has to clean the house. And before you wake up, Mom still has to cook for you.”

Kirishima's mother said, "Even Mom is so anxious to make the most of the time, so you should make the most of it too."

Chiho Kirishima said, "Thank you, Mom. I understand how hard you work."

"You don't understand." Kirishima's mother was furious, as if she were an athlete whose trophy had been smeared by someone else.

But he looked at her with affection and said, "Go and study."

When studying, the door should be open.

This way, Kirishima's mother can see her at any time.

When you go to bed at midnight, you can close the door, but you can't lock it.

A few minutes later, Kirishima Chiho could hear a faint creaking sound from the door and the sound of tiptoeing footsteps coming from outside.

Soft breathing sounds came from outside the door.

After a while, the footsteps grew louder, as if they were leaving with peace of mind.

However, the girl simply kept her eyes closed and her breathing was even.

"I didn't open my eyes."

"Because I don't want to look my mom in the eye."

"So I remained motionless, like a corpse."

Chapter 96 The dark, rough, water-soaked rope wrapped around her neck

On July 4th, the weather became increasingly hot.

The leaves evaporated into a mist, making the surrounding air appear as if it were on fire.

It trembled and twisted like a flame.

The students all held up a parasol and walked in the shade.

The winding slope required effort with every step, but the laughter and conversation made the uphill climb seem easy.

Did you watch that TV series yesterday?

"I've seen it, the female lead is super cute."

"I know that, I know that. It's really good."

The girls laughed and playfully teased each other.

They took out their pendant dolls and compared whose was prettier.

Another black car drove up, and Kirishima Chiho sat inside, smiling gently.

Her angelic gentleness caused the girls around her to gasp in amazement.

"I'm so envious. Kirishima's family must be really rich."

"However, I heard that her mother is just an ordinary office worker."

"Huh? So you've become a rich wife?"

"Of course, it's through marriage."

"Ah~~ I also wish that my Prince Charming would come to find me."

"I also want to marry a rich man when I grow up, and I'll do anything for him."

"I saw on TV that rich wives often have miserable lives."

"So, that's just what they show on TV. I heard Kirishima's family is very harmonious; otherwise, would Kirishima be such a gentle, angelic girl?"

"Oh, I'm so envious. I wish I had a face and figure as pretty as Kirishima's."

The girls chattered and peered through the car window at Kirishima Chiho, who was sitting calmly inside.

It's too perfect, too enviable.

Kirishima Chiho got off the bus at the school gate.

Kirishima's mother specially brought out a box of fruit and a bottle of medicine.

"These are bananas, blueberries, and cherries. Experts say they're good for the brain, so I eat a lot after class to nourish my body. This is fish oil, and these medicines are all meant to help regulate your body and make your brain smarter."

She reminded you, "Remember to eat more, don't forget. If you're still hungry, Mom will buy you more. As long as you get good grades, Mom is willing to do anything for you."

"Even if it means being shattered to pieces, I'm willing to do it."

Looking at those things, the girl whispered, "Yes, Mom."

Those around her gasped in envy, and amidst their gasps, Kirishima's mother seemed to be bathed in golden light.

She is a good mother.

The girl reached out to take the fruit and medicine, but Kirishima's mother slapped her hand away.

He said to her, "Go to class. I'll leave these things at the literary club. You should spend an hour there today, which will give your mind a rest. But when you get home, you have to write at least three book reports; I need to see them."

With that, she strode into the school.

Her high heels clattered on the ground, and if she ran into a teacher, she would stop and chat with them.

When the teachers said, "You really love your child!"

At this point, she would look proud and smug, but humbly say, "Oh, she's my daughter, this is what I should do for her."

I would always strike up a conversation with the teacher whenever I encountered them, and I would only leave after hearing their praise.

Even if Kirishima Chiho were standing at the school gate, she could see this scene.

She smiled like an angel, her smile carrying the gentleness unique to good children.

He and the girl next to him exchanged greetings: "Good morning."

When she saw Xia Wuzhao, she said apologetically to the girl, "I'm so sorry, it seems like someone in our class is having a problem. I'll go check on them."

The girls all said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Kirishima Chiho then walked up to Natsugiri Kai and said, "Natsugiri-san, is something wrong?"

Her smile wasn't a gentle smile, but rather a more cunning, more devilish smile.

She deliberately turned her back to everyone, smiling only at Xia Wuzhao.

Xia Wuzhao felt that her smile was dazzling and heavy, like the gravity of the earth.

To firmly pin humanity to the ground.

He didn't look at the smile: "Nothing's wrong."

"Oh? Really?"

She looked at Xia Wuchao in confusion, then whispered in Xia Wuchao's ear, "Did you use my clothes? My perfume today is the same as yesterday's."

After saying that, she deliberately moved closer to Xia Wuzhao.

The scent on the hair and neck is jasmine, amber, and violet.

Her voice was soft and delicate: "Can you smell it?"

"I have a cold."

Xia Wuzhao said, "So you probably can't smell the fragrance."

"How heartless."

Kirishima Chiho tossed a strand of hair behind her ear: "How heartless, Natsugiri."

“We’re not at that stage yet, are we?” Xia Wuzhao said. “You should call me Xia Wuzhao, right?”

"How about calling me Kai?" Kirishima Chiho smiled slyly, like a little devil.

Natsugiri Kai ignored Kirishima Chiho and walked past her toward the school.

Kirishima Chiho walked beside Natsugiri Kai with light, graceful steps.

With her hands behind her back, her skirt fluttered in the wind.

They walked all the way into the classroom, and everyone else watched this scene with some surprise.

Changzong asked Xia Wuzhao, who had just settled down, "Xia Wuzhao, what are you and the class monitor?"

"It was just a chance encounter."

Xia Wuzhao explained it this way, but Changzong didn't believe it.

He said, "You're such an enviable guy."

Xia Wuzhao ignored him and began to study.

The teacher arrived very early and emphasized, "There will be semester assessments before summer vacation, so you all need to take them seriously, understand?"

Regular tests are a rigorous process, representing a relatively formal assessment. They have far-reaching consequences, making them the biggest hurdle for students before summer vacation.

The teacher was exceptionally attentive during class this time.

We need to be more serious than ever before.

This level of focus continued until noon.

After leaving the classroom, Xia Wuzhao planned to go to the convenience store to buy some food.

When Kirishima Chiho saw this, she also stood up.