A villainous girl created by paranoia

only...

An indescribable loneliness welled up in my heart, and at this moment, I missed Chun a little.

I started missing her after just one day. It seems I'm really terrified of being alone.

I don't know if time in the real world and the game world is synchronized.

How is Chun now? Is she eating well? Is she sleeping well?

An overwhelming sense of loneliness enveloped me; that emptiness made even breathing feel faintly painful.

I want to see her... I want to see Chun...

My hand instinctively went to my chest, and feeling my heart pounding, I could confirm it.

I never thought I'd experience that kind of feeling, but... I really did...

I'm in love.

I think I've fallen in love with Tsubaki.

This is so strange, so illogical. Chun was just a substitute I forcibly kept by my side because I was too afraid of being alone. I imprisoned her in such a disgusting way, and now I'm saying I like her.

There's a limit to shamelessness, Shunegate.

And... I'm also afraid... afraid I'll die.

I regret it, I regret it so much. The kind of pain that made me want to beg for mercy is something only hallucinations have ever brought me.

I swear, I swear I will never do anything so reckless again. From now on, I will strive to crush my opponents without harming myself.

Just then, a voice rang out to me as I was still making vows in my heart.

"What are you doing here, Shunai?"

The familiar voice made me look up, and then I froze.

Her smooth, fluffy, medium-length brown hair was styled into a cute bob, she had big amber eyes, a face as adorable as a doll, and a small body that seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

She is so petite, so cute, so lovable.

"Tsubaki?"

I subconsciously called out her name. For a moment, I thought Chun had also entered the game, but I quickly realized that the real Chun was not her.

The form of consciousness is scattered; what I see is an illusion.

Some felt regret, some felt fortunate, but seeing Tsubaki's hallucination during the loneliest time was something that could make one happy.

"It's me. Aren't you happy to see me, Shuu?"

"Happy? Of course I'm happy. There's no reason not to be happy to see Tsubaki at a time like this."

For some reason, Chun put on a strange smile, which made me feel uneasy.

"Of course, I also miss Shuna, and I really want to kill you."

After saying that, Chun slowly walked towards me. With each step Chun took, a pool of viscous blood was left on the ground, and several human faces were vaguely reflected in the blood.

These are all people I know... Honda Hebi, Honda Yoko, Honda Iyako, Ichiyanagi Mie, etc...

These are people I killed with my own hands. In the pool of blood, their faces are contorted and terrifying. Although they did not make any sound, I could still read what they wanted to say from their moving lips.

Go to hell!

See? I really was cursed to die, which proves that what I said made a lot of sense.

Chun walked up to me through the trail of blood, then reached out and grabbed my neck with both hands.

"Shunegate, you don't actually think anyone would like a piece of scum like you, do you?"

Chun's hands gradually increased their strength, and the suffocating feeling made me a little dizzy, but since I knew it was just a hallucination, I didn't pay much attention to it.

Even now, Tsubaki still has that adorable smiling face, truly like a doll that never shows a scary expression.

"Do you know what? You're disgusting. You killed my best friend, you killed my mother, you killed my father, you killed my boyfriend, and now you're trying to brainwash me, control me, and make me your puppet. Do you really think I would like you?"

A slight pang of pain shot through my heart. What Chun said was indeed the truth, and it was the last thing I wanted to face right now.

Her neck arched upwards. Although she was being choked, the warmth from Chun's palm felt incredibly real—a reassuring and comforting coolness.

"I'm leaving."

After the illusionary Chun suddenly said that sentence out of the blue, she gave me a strange smile and then turned into a wisp of mist and disappeared into the air.

I didn't try to stop her, because I knew that this illusion was ultimately just an illusion.

The departure of the illusionary Tsubaki enveloped me with an even greater sense of loneliness. Perhaps I would be more comfortable if that illusionary Tsubaki were here, even if she were still choking me.

Now, I am still curled up alone in the corner, waiting for the downpour to stop, or for the scent of other people to appear.

I killed someone, so I definitely need to explain to others, although it doesn't really matter whether I explain or not. After all, there are people who should understand this game and people who shouldn't. But there are always some people who need an explanation.

Just as I was about to take a short nap, I caught a familiar scent.

This sweet, milky scent... is it Lily? Her scent suddenly appeared beside me.

In an instant, I felt the immense loneliness surrounding me dissipate, and a feeling of surprise and excitement welled up inside me.

I am a person who is really afraid of being alone. This can be seen from my behavior of eagerly bringing Tsubaki to my side after I decided to kill Mie. My life cannot be separated from the company of other people.

When I was little, I had Jade; when I grew up, I had Miho; and now I have Tsubaki. They are all the driving force that keeps me alive in this world. Without them, I would probably be overwhelmed by loneliness and solitude, and commit suicide in a little alley that no one knows.

However, let's not talk about that now.

I turned my head and saw Lily standing there, staring at me with wide eyes.

She must have seen the system notification to wake up. She was able to go outside and teleport to my side. In some ways, this child is really lucky.

However, given this child's personality, he will definitely hold a grudge against me for killing Ye, and might even interrogate me.

I can make up as many reasons as I want, but I guess this kid will argue with me.

"elder sister..."

Are you angry? I knew it! Actually, I didn't really want to make this kid angry.

Tap...tap...

tiny footsteps...

After running to my side, Lily suddenly pounced on me and hugged me tightly.

My eyes widened involuntarily as I was embraced by her cold shell and tiny body. In that instant, the warmth emanating from Lily's body felt warmer than the sun to me.

"Sister...are you hurt?"

"Um..."

The response was dull and stupid; it wasn't like me at all.

"Your arm... was it injured during your fight with Mr. Ye?"

"Ok?"

He let out another blank sound...

It's strange that she didn't ask me why I killed the night.

"No, the wound has reopened badly, I need to bandage it up for you right away!"

After saying that, Lily tore several strips of cloth off her skirt and clumsily pulled up my severed arm. Just like last night, she used her immature skills to bandage it, comforting me as she did so.

"It's okay, sister, I'm not scared anymore. I'll definitely be able to bandage it up this time."

Despite saying that, Lily's hands were still trembling, and her bandaging technique was still crude, but the wound was not so painful anymore.

I asked because I was curious.

"Lily, aren't you angry?"

"Angry? Who are you angry with? Are you angry with me, sister? Why?"

Lily's question made me a little flustered. This wasn't like me at all.

"Um... I killed Night, isn't Lily angry?"

“If being angry with my sister could bring Mr. Night back to life, then I would be angry. But as it turns out, being angry with my sister will not only not bring Mr. Night back to life, but will also make the already strange relationship between us sisters even stranger.”

If my sister has any plans to kill Mr. Ye while he is alive, I will definitely stop her if I find out.

But now that Mr. Ye is dead, there's no need for me to stop him, nor is there any need for me to be angry.

After all, a verbal apology is for the living; how could the dead possibly hear your words?

Even if Mr. Ye dies, even if my sister kills him, I can only act angry for her sake.

"Who does my sister think is more important, me or the dead Mr. Ye?"

“Of course Lily is more important.”

Without hesitation, I answered Lily's question directly.

"Then, for me, the dead Mr. Ye is naturally not as important as my sister."

My heart jolted violently... It was a pain I had never felt before...

--split line--

Actually, I don't think this book is suitable to read during the Chinese New Year.

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