Fear, trembling, my back was soaked with cold sweat at some point.
Lala could actually feel that the Haruko in front of her hadn't changed physically at all; she just needed to exert a little force to subdue this sickly fellow.
But her body was completely out of control.
Couldn't move at all!
Eerie crimson vertical pupils, a face covered in crimson like a trickling stream, a small tongue licking the blade shimmering with cold light, as if tasting her own flavor.
Gonna die, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die!
Lala's hands trembled, but she couldn't muster an ounce of strength. Her gaze flickered as she searched around, casting a pleading look towards the dishevelled, knee-hugging follower.
But the scene that appeared before her eyes caused her pupils to contract once more.
The follower was squatting on the ground, staring intently at her. Lala noticed that the face under her dishevelled hair was no longer gloomy.
Instead, she wore a smile of some kind of obsession, her eyes shining with a light Lala had never seen before.
—She won't come to help me.
Lala felt despair like this.
Right, after all, she's the same kind of existence as Haruko, why would she step in to help me at this moment?
"They're all the same, all dogs!" Perhaps the anger rushing to her head allowed Lala to regain a little strength.
Gritting her teeth and glaring ferociously at Haruko, trying to scare her, "If you have the guts, kill me now, otherwise you're dead later. Not just you, but Ichiko too, that bi—"
"Ah—!!!"
Before she could finish, she felt intense pain in her thigh.
The threat turned into provocation.
Haruko half-squatted, half-knelt in front of her, a faint smile lingering at the corner of her mouth, "I didn't hear what you said, could you speak louder?"
"The windows are all closed properly, you know~"
[Host, calm down!]
At this moment, the System couldn't help but intervene.
[If something happens, we, as villains, will have absolutely no chance of turning things around. Even the female lead's halo won't save us!]
"Don't worry, Kai."
Haruko's calm voice sounded in her mind.
Only after hearing this did the System breathe a sigh of relief.
[It's good that the Host is still rational, you scared this System to death! I thought you had lost your mind because of the female lead Ichiko.]
Haruko smiled and replied in her mind, "Why would I lose my mind? You're being ridiculous."
"Actually, I personally know that although I transmigrated here and am bound to you, honestly, from the memories, I know the original host actually didn't die; I just occupied her nest."
"Occasionally, when I exhibit abnormal behavior, I believe it's the residual thoughts of the original host influencing me."
Her analysis was as rational as she said.
"Just like now, you think I'm impulsive because she mentioned Ichiko, but I know myself that's not the case."
"It's the residual thoughts of the original host that influenced me. She was bullied for three years and utterly hated this Lala."
"Even when bullied, she didn't dare to resist; she didn't have that courage."
"But I'm different!"
Haruko's eyes were bright, "I'm not afraid of her, so the residual thoughts of the original host are influencing me to seek revenge."
"This is the main reason I'm like this now. In reality, my rationality hasn't broken in the slightest, and I haven't been influenced by Ichiko."
Chatting with the System in her mind, a sentence involuntarily slipped from her lips, "After all, I said it before, I'm not really a yandere."
[But Host, you really don't seem like you're acting.]
[How come I, as the System, didn't detect that the original host still had thoughts and a soul?]
[I'm so scared QAQ]
"If you could detect subconscious things, you wouldn't be so useless."
Haruko was replying to the System, but in Lala's eyes, she was just talking to herself.
The fear that had already built up completely overflowed.
Her eyes wide, she pointed a finger at Haruko in horror, not even minding the pain in her leg, and softly murmured, "Mad... mad..."
What on earth was she saying, such inexplicable words.
"So she was already mad, no wonder... no wonder..."
"Hahaha, hahahahaha!" Lala shed tears and burst into laughter, "So she was already mad, no wonder it's like this, no wonder... hahahahahaha..."
But in reality, who was the one who was mad?
Perhaps this wild laughter reached the outside, as there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor at this moment.
Her little ears twitched.
An inexplicable smile curved her lips.
She pulled out the knife stuck in her leg and, with her red-stained hand, patted Lala's cheek.
The sticky touch made the laughter stop abruptly.
Haruko grinned, "Don't be like that, you're the bully, you know~"
The knife was shoved into her hand.
Haruko then suddenly lay down to the side.
"Bang—"
Her beautiful brown hair fanned out as she fell into the warm crimson.
And Lala knelt in front of her, her hands stiffly gripping the small knife.
Her face was filled with horror.
Even the follower squatting behind was full of doubt.
Doubting Haruko's actions.
Why would she do this?
The next second, her doubt was answered.
The large door, which was originally obscured and not locked tightly, was suddenly flung open.
"Haruko! What happened!"
Ichiko panted slightly. After getting out of the elevator, she had heard inexplicable laughter. At first, she thought someone was having a fit, but upon listening, she realized it was coming from Haruko's suite.
And the voice, strangely familiar.
She rushed over non-stop, and the scene that met her eyes made her pupils contract.
She saw Haruko with her back to her, lying in a pool of crimson, while directly opposite her, Lala was holding a small knife, her gaze eerily looking this way.
Far behind, there was also a girl whose hair almost covered her cheeks, her eyes seeming to radiate a look of adoration.
Anyone unfamiliar with the situation would misunderstand upon seeing this scene.
Ichiko was also like this.
She clenched her fists and stepped forward, "Lala, what did you do to Haruko!"
Lala's eyes suddenly widened. With a 'clatter', she threw the knife away and backed away in fear, "I... I didn't do anything, it was all Haruko, she did it!"
"Do you think I'll believe you?"
"What can I do if you don't believe me!" Lala roared loudly, "She's the one who's like this, she's acting it out herself, she's mad, what does it have to do with me..."
Ichiko took big strides.
"Bang—!"
One punch sent Lala tumbling over.
"Er ah ah ah ah ah!"
Ichiko ignored Lala's screams.
She knelt down with a pained heart, disregarding the mess, wanting to help Haruko up.
But the moment she saw her cheek, her pupils contracted again.
Ichiko's voice was laced with suppressed anger, "Lala, if anything happens to Haruko, you..."
"Mad, they're all mad!"
Before she finished speaking, Lala covered her head and rushed towards the door as if fleeing.
"Hiss—" Ichiko made to stop her, but rationality forced her to calm down.
A faint voice came from beside her, "Um, should we call an ambulance first?"
It was the girl with the gloomy face.
After saying this, she followed Lala's footsteps and quickly left the room.
Ichiko was silent, then quickly took out her phone, "Hello, is that Inari? Can you have your Doctor come over?"
"The address is... Haruko's place."
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