“You’re lying! There’s nothing there!” Hana said, acting as if she couldn’t see a thing.
Liang Sheng jumped in fright too. Was she the only one who could see it? Had systems gotten this badass nowadays? She turned her head to stare squarely at those photos and realized…
“Big Sis, fucking turn on the light already!” Do you think you’re an owl? Or are your eyes bulging like copper bells, shooting out lightning bolts of insight to illuminate everything around?
The air suddenly grew thick and still.
Hana’s face fell a little. It really was pitch black in here—who the hell could see anything? As for how Liang Sheng had spotted it, she’d only caught blurry shadows and pieced it together from there.
Once the light was on, Hana blinked to adjust to the sudden brightness of the room. She glanced at the wall and froze.
The wall was covered in photos of Liang Sheng. Many looked like sneaky candid shots.
“Now do you remember?” Liang Sheng knelt pitifully nearby in full loli mode, reaching out with her little hand to tug at Hana’s clothes.
Hana stared at the photos for a long moment before sheathing her knife. She turned back, squatted down to meet Liang Sheng’s eyes, and asked, “Earlier, you said I’m whose to you?”
Liang Sheng steeled her resolve. Screw dignity—what mattered more than her life? She’d been shameless for ages anyway; dignity had gone out the window long ago.
She pounced again, clinging to Hana and whimpering. “Hana-chan! You said you liked me just yesterday—how could you forget all about me today!”
“I… like you?” This time, Hana didn’t shove her away. With the wall full of photos staring her down, something began to stir faintly inside her.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Liang Sheng hugged her even tighter and started jogging Hana’s memory. “Hana-chan, don’t you remember? A few months ago, your foster parents sent people to grab you—that was me who helped you out! And back then, you said it was love at first sight. Then you started chasing me. You’ve really forgotten all that? Wuu wuu~~”
Her voice was so saccharine that Liang Sheng wanted to slap herself.
Hana racked her brain and vaguely recalled something. She remembered fleeing into a big villa’s bathroom to hide… but after that? Someone had come in, and then… A sharp pain stabbed through her head.
Did you think that would make Hana drop it? What kind of creature was a yandere? How could something that obsessive just give up? Cradling the soft, fragrant girl in her arms, Hana pushed through the throbbing pain and kept thinking.
Yes, someone had come in. They’d said something… and it felt like she’d even kissed her once. But that person’s face was shrouded in mist, her features impossible to make out.
Her head hurt like hell now. Tears welled up in Hana’s eyes and trickled down her cheeks one by one. Liang Sheng felt a cool trickle on her neck. When she loosened her arms, she saw that Hana was crying.
This threw her into real panic. On instinct, Liang Sheng reached up to wipe the tears from Hana’s face. “Don’t cry…” Then she suddenly remembered what she’d said during their first encounter, and the words tumbled out: “Don’t cry—want you to be okay?”
Hana went rigid. In that moment, Liang Sheng’s face overlapped perfectly with the one from their first meeting, both saying the exact same thing: “Don’t cry—want you to be okay?”
“I can’t remember… I really can’t remember…” Hana broke down completely, scrubbing at the tears on her face as she slumped to the floor.
“Hey~” Liang Sheng stood up and leaned down to plant a kiss on the corner of Hana’s mouth—exactly where Hana had kissed her back then.
“Let’s get to know each other again~ I’m Liang Sheng. Liang from ‘thin and cool,’ Sheng from ‘melodious tune.'” She held out her right hand in front of Hana. “Hey, what’s your name?”
The scene overlapped once more. “(I’m) Liang Sheng. Liang from ‘thin and cool,’ Sheng from ‘melodious tune.'”
“Sheng… Sheng-chan?” Hana’s crying stuttered to a halt. She lifted her head and gazed, dazed, at Liang Sheng, who was tilting her head with a sweet smile.
Liang Sheng’s heart leaped with joy. She nodded frantically. “Hana! You remember what we went through!”
Hana shook her head. “No.”
“Ah…” Liang Sheng deflated, her bright smile fading as she drooped her head like a defeated puppy.
“But…”
“Um…?”
“There’s one thing I’m absolutely sure of…” Hana rose unsteadily to her feet, her head still bowed.
What could it be? Liang Sheng gulped nervously, eyes fixed on her. It wasn’t something bad, was it?
“That is…” Hana looked up, her face blooming with a radiant smile.
“I like Sheng-chan!” With that, she launched herself at Liang Sheng.
Ding!!
Favorability increased dramatically.
“Hana’s Favorability towards Liang Sheng: 106”
Liang Sheng hit the floor with a heavy thud, staring up at the ceiling in disbelief.
“Mmm, Sheng-chan’s scent… it’s so familiar.” Hana wrapped her arms around Liang Sheng’s neck and nuzzled insistently against her chest.
“Whether I remember you right now or not,” Hana said as she propped herself up on her elbows, staring intently down at the girl beneath her, “I know you can’t hide it when you like someone. Even if I forgot you, the moment I saw you again, it was love at first sight all over.”
Boom. Liang Sheng’s face flushed crimson. Yandere Hana… actually sounded pretty great.
“Hey, Hana.” Liang Sheng flashed a sweet smile. “Looking forward to spending lots more time together.”
“Hehe.” Hana grinned too. She scooped Liang Sheng up and gently laid her on the bed. Her eyes fell guiltily on a thin scratch on Liang Sheng’s neck—no blood flowing, but a faint red mark from where she’d nicked her by accident. Heart aching with remorse, she murmured, “Sheng-chan, I…”
Liang Sheng waved it off carelessly. “It’s nothing. I’ve got thick skin—leave it be! No big deal.”
Hana seized her wrist, utterly resolute. “No way!”
And with that, she leaned in close and gently licked the wound on Liang Sheng’s neck.
“Mmm…!” Liang Sheng felt a mix of shyness and alarm. Hana’s hair tickled her skin, making her squirm involuntarily—but she didn’t dare push her away. Unbeknownst to her, the movement caused her chest to brush right up against Hana’s.
“Mm! Sheng-chan!” Hana pulled back, her eyes hazy and cheeks faintly pink. “Don’t squirm like that. I’m afraid I might…”
That scared the hell out of Liang Sheng. Lose her dignity, fine—but if she lost her chastity too, she was done for!
“Sleep. Let’s keep sleeping, Hana.” She desperately changed the subject to derail any budding lust. “Look, it’s barely past four. Let’s catch a bit more shut-eye.”
“Then… can I hold Sheng-chan while we sleep?” Hana asked timidly as she wrapped her arms back around Liang Sheng’s waist.
“Of course!” Like she had any choice but to say yes?
“Hehe~” Hana giggled and buried her face in Liang Sheng’s chest. “Once we’re both grown up, Sheng-chan, I’m gonna make you feel so, so good…”
“Uh… hahaha, haha…” As for what kind of “good” she meant… well, everyone knew.
