At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

I was extremely surprised.

"Su Che, right?"

"Yes, I've been to your shop before. Does your business philosophy mean 'second-time customers will be ripped off'?"

He took a half step back, frowning as he observed Maru's movements, ready to counterattack at any moment.

As a man who has lacked love since childhood and is prone to tears, if he were to be afraid of a woman with a knife in a minefield shop, he would probably be laughed at by others in the future.

Su Che had seen this kind of scene countless times in his mind and had never been afraid.

I've had suicidal thoughts dozens of times already, do you think I'm afraid of you?

He suddenly gave a strange, cold laugh, and instead of retreating, he moved closer to Maru, wanting to see what she was up to.

"!"

Maru only meant to scare him, but who knew he would actually do it?

She was half a head shorter than him, and as Su Che approached, he exuded an aura of "I'm going to kill you today," which instantly dampened her spirits, and she lost her accusatory drive.

"How dare you! You scumbag, you slept with my sister and you have no remorse whatsoever? You're irresponsible, and you think you can defy the heavens, huh?"

Maru rallied, placing his thumb on the scabbard of the fruit knife, the tip of which pointed towards his waist.

Upon hearing this, Su Che was stunned.

"What? I slept with your sister?"

"Yeah, what are you pretending to be stupid for? Don't you know whether you slept with her or not?"

Maru laughed angrily, "So, the first thing a scumbag does after deceiving a young girl is to deny it, right? Let me tell you, if Miya weren't an adult, I would call right now and send you to jail."

"??"

Su Che stopped in his tracks and hissed.

To be honest, he was a little stumped by the question of whether he had actually slept or not.

To say they slept together would be incredibly unfair, since nothing happened. They were completely innocent; he was lying on the sofa while she was on her bed. How could that have resulted in anything illegal?

But if we're talking about pure innocence, Miya did indeed enter her sister's house without her sister's knowledge, which is an established fact, so it's understandable that her sister cared about it.

"Calm down first. I think you've probably misunderstood me."

He decided to talk to her rationally first, hoping to resolve the issue gently.

"Misunderstanding? Don't think you can bewitch people just because you're handsome."

"You little brat, I'm warning you. You can mess with my sister once and I'll spare your life, giving you a chance to repent. But if you keep bothering her, making her think about you all day and night and neglecting her piano practice, then I will absolutely not let you off the hook. Got it?"

She brandished the rusty dagger in her hand, her movements practiced and her wrists flexible, indicating that she was already quite adept at it.

"...Don't always think about using knives, you'll end up in jail too if you do that."

"What's wrong with going in? I'm not losing out by going in with you."

"...?"

Su Che felt that Maru's store manager was indeed an extremist, probably obsessed with making landmine-themed clothes all day long.

"Su Che! Su Che, I'm here!"

Just then, from inside the wooden door not far away, came the sound of a kitten's panicked cries.

Su Che's eyelids twitched, and he turned around and ran towards his room, distancing himself from Maru.

Maru followed closely behind and went into the garment room.

This is a room of about 80 square meters, half of which is used as a warehouse and the other half as a workbench for making clothes.

At this moment, Miya is tied up in a turtle shell shape with an extra-long red rope at the dressing table, looking pitiful and waiting to be rescued.

Seeing this, Su Che's conjunctiva turned red with anger, covered in blood vessels. He turned back to Maru and demanded:

"Is this how you treat your sister?"

What could Miya have done wrong?

Even if I tricked you into going home, even if you live with me, what does it have to do with you?

"What right do you have to bully her? Huh? If you find her an eyesore, send her to my house, I'll raise her. Who gave you permission to tie her up and punish her? Huh?"

It's safe to say that this is the first time Su Che has been this angry since he moved out of the house.

What he can't stand the most is seeing kittens being bullied.

Whether it's from your own home or someone passing by,

Whenever the cat is bullied, he will do something, and he always has to do something.

Seeing him walk to the dressing table and quickly untie the red ropes, even scooping up Miya, whose little face was flushed, in a princess carry and heading towards the door,

Maru narrowed her eyes, secretly observing his every move, without saying a word.

There were two reasons for tying Miya up—

Firstly, I was afraid she would disrupt my plans, causing the test to fail;

Secondly, she wanted to see how much Su Che cared about her, whether he was truly sincere, or just playing around.

Actually, I had already learned this during my previous phone call with Professor Lu.

“Miya has embarked on the most correct path.”

"A perfect path that is absolutely infallible."

Master Lu said he had tailored a perfect life experience for her.

It was also mentioned that, "If you are not at ease, you can make your own judgment."

It's not that I don't trust Master Lu's judgment, but as the older sister, how can I easily hand my younger sister over to an outsider?

What if the other party is a shady character? Wouldn't my sister's life be ruined?

Maru knows her sister's personality all too well and is afraid that she will suffer in relationships and be unhappy.

So, after much hesitation, this meticulously planned scheme began.

Lure Su Che over, then use the excuse of helping him try on the latest clothes to lock Miya in, and observe his reaction at a crucial moment.

Sure enough, his ruthlessness and anger were genuine, and his concern for Miya far exceeded his expectations.

Objectively speaking, his physique, temperament, appearance, and clothing all meet my aesthetic standards. If I were to give him a score out of 10, I would give him 9.5.

The remaining 0.5 points might make him arrogant, and besides, the Landmine Man's personality is exceptionally eccentric, so there is no such thing as an absolute perfect score.

Now, the only problem is...

[The girl who came with him last time, she definitely looks like his girlfriend, right?]

Does this mean he has more than one cat?

[How can I give Miya happiness in that case?]

Is that right?

Maru has met many "landmine women" and knows that most of them are deeply devoted in love.

The degree of infatuation is directly proportional to the care received from the other person and the love felt.

In other words, the better you treat her, the more dependent she will be on you.

And when you absolutely must leave her

She'll stab you to death.

Although Miya doesn't yet show any signs of this, judging from her personality, it's almost certain that she will become a true, unadulterated, ultimate lesbian in the future.

You can sense it from the incredible tenacity she displays when she plays the piano.

She would ignore the blood drawn from her fingertips by the strings, and would suck on her fingers to continue practicing.

"..."

【well. 】

Say it's too late, then it's fast,

Just as Maru was lost in thought about the complex problem, Su Che turned around and kicked the door, saying in an announcement-like tone:

"I'm taking your sister with me. As for when I'll return her, that depends on your behavior."

After saying that, she tightened her arms around Miya, who was cowering obediently in her embrace, and strode away from her house under the surveillance camera, as if carrying a kitten.

……

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Chapter 161 Bringing the Cat Home, But the Cat Is Hot

Miya is very lightweight.

Its small body is as light as a cat's.

When I pick her up, she turns her little face towards my chest, pressing tightly against my clothes.

Her two little hands were tucked together, clutching the collar of her neck, as if afraid of being thrown outside or onto the street at any moment.

Su Che knew that this was a manifestation of a long-term lack of security.

"Miya. I've been meaning to ask you this all along: besides living with your sister, is there anyone else in your family who can take care of you?"

Su Che looked at her pitiful appearance and felt extremely concerned.

“My... my parents are working-class people. My dad is a gambler. He always loses all his wages playing mahjong and even owes money to others... My mom is very simple. Once, she secretly went to a nightclub to pick up male models in the middle of the night, and my dad followed her and found out. So they divorced. I was awarded to my dad. Then my uncle thought my dad wasn't a good person, so he entrusted me to a teacher. My sister is my uncle's daughter.”

"..."

A flood of information rushed to Su Che's temples. He squinted, feeling that Miya's family background was not quite what he had imagined.

Do you usually have enough money to live on?

He chose to approach the problem in the most direct way.

"Yes, my older sister gives me my allowance. She says I help her with the shop and model for her, so she sends me money every month."