It hasn't even been three days!
Ichiko even thought a week had passed.
Her hand holding the phone trembled constantly, as if her strength hadn't recovered.
Her slender, long index and middle fingers covered her lips in disbelief.
Three days, meaning removing the first day when she had almost given up.
It was only two days after that, yet she thought a week had already passed!
Every time Haruko said a certain time had arrived, she would always feel that time was passing a bit too quickly.
The feeling was especially clear when she showered; she'd say half an hour, but in reality, she felt Haruko had already entered after just ten minutes.
The oppressive environment made her feel terrified, her confusion about the outside world made her uneasy, coupled with that dark cuisine.
The only comfort, surprisingly, was Haruko herself.
She had a morbid, terrifying side; yet, when she turned around, she became so cute.
This made Ichiko feel even more how wonderful Haruko was when she wasn't being yandere.
But could that kind of yandere really be treated?
Ichiko mechanically turned her head to look at Haruko; the small figure was tinkering with something by the sofa.
Only by liking her could she get out of the room.
That's true, if she didn't go to that extent, how could she pretend to like her?
This was all out of necessity.
Ichiko calmed herself down and opened Massenger, finding that many sent messages had been replied to one by one with all sorts of strange reasons, but she had already requested leave before leaving, so no one suspected her disappearance for these three days.
Haruko handled it very carefully.
Other than restricting her personally, there was no impact on her life.
Everything had happened.
Yet it seemed as if nothing had happened at all.
The reason a secret is a secret is because it is hidden in the deepest part of one's heart, unseen by others, yet constantly oppressing the soul; once revealed, it is like a flood breaking through a dam.
"Ichiko."
Amidst her jumbled thoughts, Haruko's voice rang out.
Ichiko looked over; the petite loli had already turned around, holding a sachet embroidered with an orange pattern in her hand. "This is for you."
Ichiko took the sachet and found it had a very pleasant and familiar scent.
Haruko explained, "This sachet helps soothe the mind, reduce fatigue, and also aids sleep."
The moment she saw the sachet, Ichiko couldn't help but think of that incense burner, and the hand holding the sachet couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Haruko understood Ichiko's thoughts and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I didn't tamper with this. Ichiko has been very tired these past three days, haven't you slept well?"
"I'm sorry~"
Haruko lowered her head, behaving obediently like a child who had done something wrong.
Ichiko held the sachet, and perhaps it was a psychological effect, but she did feel her fatigue alleviate somewhat.
Moreover, she really liked the scent emanating from the sachet.
It made her feel at ease.
"I believe you."
Ichiko tucked the sachet away and reached out to stroke Haruko's head. "Actually, I was also at fault in this matter. I'm sorry, Haruko."
Haruko lowered her head, seemingly trembling slightly because she felt too comfortable from the head pat.
Ichiko hesitated for a long time before seriously saying to Haruko, "So, about what happened these past few days... can we just pretend it didn't happen?"
"Mhm~"
A response like a mosquito's buzz sounded, and Ichiko showed a relaxed smile. "Then Haruko, I'll head back now?"
"The sachet... remember to keep it on you."
"Okay."
Her complicated feelings got the better of her, causing Ichiko to quicken her steps towards the door; even while squatting at the entrance to put on her shoes, she felt guilty and dared not turn back to look at Haruko.
Afraid that one glance back would get her dragged back into this dark room.
Precisely because she didn't look back, she didn't see Haruko's flushed, excited face and eyes full of possessiveness.
"Kai, I was the one who kept her at home and did such excessive things to her, yet she still proactively took all the responsibility and was so gentle towards me."
"This is the White Moonlight~!"
"Truly likable."
Looking at Ichiko's back as she put on her shoes, reluctance couldn't help but appear in Haruko's eyes.
An inexplicable impulse arose in her heart.
To just keep Ichiko in her home like this, and continue this forever.
Shoes on, coat draped, Ichiko opened the front door, and the cold air, distinct from the room's temperature, rushed towards her.
Accompanied by fresh air, this coldness made her feel refreshed.
"Finally, I can leave."
At this moment, would Haruko be reluctant?
An emotion welled up in Ichiko's heart; after stepping out, just as she turned to close the door, she subconsciously glanced at Haruko.
What kind of eyes were those?
Within the crimson, reluctance, affection, attachment, and loss were mixed together.
Ichiko strangely felt the emotions emanating from Haruko.
Her affection for her was not just for show.
"Click—"
The door closed.
The pretty figure disappeared at the end of the entranceway. Haruko let out a long sigh and sat on the sofa. "It's a pity three days is still too short. How great would it be if it were a week."
[Host, you have collected a total of 2185 emotional points from the female lead Ichiko over these three days. After deducting the 1000 emotional points required for the mental sachet, plus the remaining emotional points from before, you now have 1215 points. Do you want to draw a card?]
"Not for now, keep them for backup."
1200 points, it looks like a lot, but it can be used up in an instant.
These days, just the emotional points spent in the mall amounted to several hundred points.
The incense burner that made Ichiko feel weak all over, the yandere literature light novel she secretly took away, the various items used to decorate the room—everything was purchased from the System.
[However, Host, this sachet doesn't seem very necessary, does it? It's so expensive]
"Of course it's necessary. Every time I saw Ichiko before, her face always showed some degree of fatigue. She has to study, work part-time, and is also bothered by those male leads with various things. Not sleeping well is probably normal for her."
"After these three days, her complexion is even more haggard."
"Even so, she still forced herself to chat with me with a smile."
"My heart aches!"
"If this continues, even if I don't do anything to her, she will collapse sooner or later. Moreover, because I changed the plot, she doesn't seem to have met that Divine Doctor male lead yet. How long can she last without anyone helping her regulate her body?"
Giving a gift was just incidental; the concern was real.
"Furthermore, this can better establish my yandere persona." Haruko walked towards the balcony edge, and from the high building, she could see Ichiko's back walking towards the community entrance.
It was as if she was speaking to the System, and also talking to herself, "Yandere, yandere, only with sickness and no cuteness cannot attract people."
"Hacking people, stabbing people, locking them in a dark room, or even eating people, using liking and love as excuses to vent dark psychology—that's not yandere, that's a lunatic. The formula for yandere is not kill, kill, kill and eat, eat, eat."
"Sickness makes people conflicted, cuteness makes people likeable. Only with sickness and cuteness can it be yandere."
"If I only put pressure on Ichiko and show a terrifying side, even if I can keep her by using the feelings she has for the original host, what will the final outcome be?"
"She will collapse, she won't be able to bear it, she'll think I'm crazy, and eventually go mad, or be broken by me. There are countless side paths, but the one where she likes me can never be reached."
"This is not what I want."
Haruko looked at Ichiko's back, her eyes growing colder. "So, another step towards making her like me is to eliminate all the troublesome people around her, one by one!"
Looking from afar, a man was chatting with Ichiko at the community security booth.
Sento!
This guy actually came directly to the community where she lives!
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