Ichiko's appearance was just right.
At this moment, Sento had been provoked by Haruko and reached out to snatch the small knife from her abdomen.
So from an outsider's perspective, Ichiko arrived just in time to see Sento stab Haruko with a knife.
The petite loli covered her stomach like this, her face revealing pain.
But reality.
At least the "reality" in Ichiko's eyes was like this.
Sento looked at Ichiko in a panic, quickly stepped back sideways, "Ichiko, listen to me, it's not what you saw!"
Haruko faced Sento and curved her lips into a smile.
But when she turned to look at Ichiko, the smile on her face had transformed into misery.
She stumbled, falling to the ground: "Tao... Ichiko..."
Even though her heart was filled with countless emotions, the bright red orange juice still turned into waves of heartache in her heart.
Ichiko quickly walked to Haruko's side and supported her.
A flicker of hesitation flashed across her face, turning into determination when she looked at Sento, "Sento, do you hate Haruko that much, to the point of attacking her!"
The words left her mouth, but her heart was faintly aching.
Ichiko herself didn't even notice that the hand supporting Haruko was trembling slightly.
The words she spoke lacked the anger of being truly upset.
If judged based on Haruko's "Intermediate Acting," Ichiko probably didn't even have any acting skills.
Sento, who was already angry, had lost his composure the moment he saw Ichiko.
He didn't realize at all that even the words she spoke were acted.
Sento said anxiously, "Ichiko, listen to me, I didn't do anything at all, this is all Haruko's self-directed and self-acted!"
"Is that so?" Ichiko looked at Sento with empty eyes, "Didn't you say you wanted Haruko to disappear forever here? The snow has already turned red, how do you explain that?"
"Are you trying to say Haruko did all this to herself!"
By the end, Ichiko even roared with all her might, using it to cover up her fear.
The current situation was the truth.
Sento couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Just at this moment, Haruko, buried in Ichiko's arms, forced out a strained smile.
"Ichiko, it hurts a little."
"But don't worry, I'm already used to it."
"I'm very strong, I didn't cry~"
The smile changed from strained to miserable, then she slowly closed her eyes and weakly fainted in Ichiko's arms.
This was obvious acting.
Whether it was in front of Ichiko or Sento.
But even knowing it was acting, such chilling words slowly spoken still sent shivers down one's spine.
Besides a trace of heartache, fear and dread filled Ichiko's heart.
She raised her eyes to look at Sento, her lips trembling slightly, "Sento, you still like me, right?"
Sento stared at Ichiko with wide eyes, "Ichiko, what do you mean?"
Ichiko's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she reached out to stroke Haruko's face, "What I mean is, don't contact me anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, Sento "whooshed", his slightly calmed anger surged up again, "Hehe, hahahahaha!"
"Ichiko, for the sake of this bitch Haruko, you actually want to draw a line between us?!"
The two words "bitch" seemed to provoke Ichiko, tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, she knelt on the ground, looking resolutely at Sento, "Yes, for Haruko, I want to draw a line between us!"
"Say that again!"
Sento took a step forward, staring at Ichiko with surging momentum, his red eyes like a man-eating tiger, "Ichiko, ask yourself, I haven't treated you badly, have I? From the first day we met, I treated you with all my heart, I can give you anything you want, and people in the circle even say I'm your simp!"
"As a CEO with a net worth of over a hundred million, what kind of woman can't I find?"
"For you, I broke off the arranged marriage with the Beijing main family, and almost fell out with them!"
"For you, I repeatedly held banquets, taking you to experience everything ordinary people couldn't, and even so, Haruko disrupted things every time, but to accommodate you, I was willing to ruin my reputation rather than lay a hand on her!"
"I respected all your choices, I hardly ever forced you, right? Isn't my affection obvious enough!"
Sento laughed up at the sky again, "Several months have passed, you've enjoyed everything, and now you're telling me that this person who has been targeting you and me for so long is the most important person to you."
"What about me!"
"Do I not have even a little place in your heart!"
"I don't believe you can't see she's acting, Haruko is a yandere, she will hurt you eventually, do you know that!!!"
The words were almost roared out, causing Sento's chest to heave violently.
He had held these words in his heart for a long time.
But to take care of Ichiko's feelings, he endured again and again.
But why?
Why could Haruko get everything she wanted?
Why could she do wrong for several months, make a slight correction, and return to Ichiko's side, while the several months I, Sento, have given weren't enough!
He had never invested in anyone for more than a week!
He wanted to see Ichiko's expression of guilt and repentance, but when he looked down, the girl kneeling on the ground was shedding tears sorrowfully.
"Sento, you keep saying you've done so much for me, how can you be sure I would definitely like it?"
Ichiko answered Sento's questions sentence by sentence.
"You decided to break ties with your main family for me, that was your choice."
"You ruined your reputation by holding banquets for me, did you know if I wanted to attend banquets?"
"You wanted to give me everything and integrate me into your upper-class circle, but did you know that all I longed for was a simple and warm ordinary life?"
Ichiko reached out and wiped away her tears, stopping them resolutely, "After several months, I'm very grateful for your efforts, but do you remember what I told you at the beginning?"
"I don't need any of your efforts, nor do I like your money or your life. If it's just like friends, then there can be a place for you by my side."
"But did you treat me as a friend, and did you remember what I told you at the beginning?"
Sento: "I like you, why would I still treat you as a friend!"
Ichiko smiled faintly, "Sento, you've always been so condescending, thinking that whatever you say is right. You think that as long as you like something, everything should follow you, but you never try to understand what the person you like actually likes."
Ichiko gently exhaled, her voice trembling, "You hate Haruko because of me, right? From today onwards, we have no relationship whatsoever, and don't hurt Haruko because of me."
These words seemed to have taken a tremendous amount of strength from her.
Making her whole body almost collapse onto the snow.
Only feeling the warmth of the petite body in her arms, she forced herself not to fall.
This is... the choice!
The only choice.
Does the truth or falsity of the words matter?
Only this way can Haruko be safe, and only this way can she be prevented from harming herself.
And only then will there be a chance... to treat her yandere illness.
Ichiko looked up again, seeing Sento's frustrated expression, and spoke softly, "Sento, leave."
"Leave?"
Sento's expression changed from frustrated to ferocious.
Facing Ichiko, he no longer had the demeanor of a Young Master or CEO, but roared like a beast, "You were clearly forced by Haruko too, why are you telling me to leave!"
Ichiko, who had been able to suppress her emotions, completely broke down at this moment.
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