Mygo, are you all yanderes?

"Waaaaaahhhhhh, let me out!!!"

Nagasaki Motoyo's voice was still trembling. Her slender hands kept pushing the wooden door, and her already fair face became even paler than paper. There were also faint glimpses of tears at the corners of her eyes.

She turned back in horror to look at Mortis, who was slowly crawling towards her. Goosebumps rose on the back of her neck. The sound of the doll's fabric rubbing against the marble floor sounded to her like a countdown to death. The dark clouds dispersed, and the pale moonlight shone into the room, illuminating the pearl earrings on her ears and making her terrified face clearly visible.

With each step the doll took closer, the whimper in her throat lessened a little, until the terrifying, grotesque laugh was almost in her ears. The moment the soft touch crept up her calf, her pupils instantly lost focus, followed by an even more piercing scream.

"Don't come any closer!!!"

With a sudden push, the sturdy wooden door collapsed under unimaginable force, kicking up clouds of dust.

Perhaps she was truly terrified; she no longer wanted to go, nor could she think about why she had pushed the wooden door open. Seeing that the obstacle in front of her had disappeared, a glimmer of hope appeared deep in her eyes.

Kicking away the doll that was clinging to her leg, Nagasaki Motoyo almost staggered as she ran towards the living room.

There really are ghosts in this world! Why did she have to see them?! Her life is already rich enough, she doesn't want this unnecessary spice!

What was her purpose in coming here? She no longer cared; all Nagasaki Motoyo wanted now was to survive.

"Su Shi...? Wait...!"

A familiar voice appeared beside her ear, and Nagasaki Motoyo felt as if she had bumped into a warm 'wall', the inertia causing her to fall into an embrace with a strange fragrance.

She then tackled the wall to the ground.

"Ahem!"

Kusano Akira cried out in pain, his elbow hitting the shoe cabinet by the door. He looked up and saw Nagasaki Motoyo lying on top of him, struggling to get up.

"Su Shi, why are you here?"

Kusano Akira asked in confusion, gently rubbing his slightly reddened elbow.

He and Wakaba Mutsu walked around for a while, and after dropping her off at home, he planned to go back to Toyokawa Shoko to try and improve his relationship with her.

I was surprised to find my door open as soon as I got to my front door.

Is there a thief?

He considered this possibility at the time, but immediately dismissed it. How could a thief be so likely to appear here? After all, the lock on this door wasn't one of those old-fashioned locks.

Curious, he went into his house to see if Mortis had done something again.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Nagasaki Motoyo running out of his guest room with her eyes closed. He was about to greet her when she knocked him to the ground.

Volume 1: Chapter 113. The people of the Moon Forest are too evil (2k)

"Ah..." Death

Nagasaki Motoyo braced herself against the soft and warm 'wall' beneath her, covered her forehead, and shook her head.

"Su Shi, why are you in my house?"

Suddenly, a familiar sound came from the wall beneath me, but it was muffled and unclear, as if something had blocked its throat. *Chirp*

Nagasaki Motoyo removed her hand from the source of the sound beneath her, only to realize that the person she had been pressing down on was the owner of the room. Zero

"Hey, hey, hey? Can you hear me?"

Kusano Akira rubbed her cheek, which Nagasaki Motoyo had just pressed down on, and waved a finger in front of her eyes. (8)

"Ugh...!"

Nagasaki Motoyo didn't reply to the boy in front of her; she simply turned around and looked behind her.

"Stop!"

Mortis scrambled towards the two people clinging to each other on all fours, his eyes burning with a crimson hue that seemed to solidify into real blood, his voice overflowing with undisguised jealousy.

Nagasaki Motoyo's face lost another layer of color, turning as pale as rice paper. She jumped off Kusano Akira as if she had been burned.

Just as she was about to start running, she saw Kusano Akira lying on the ground, looking completely bewildered and unaware of what had happened. She gritted her teeth and took his hand.

"Ming-sang, run!"

Ignoring whether the other person's body had adjusted, Nagasaki Motoyo forcefully pulled him out the door, with Mortis's angry roar still following closely behind.

"Kora!!!! Let him go!!!"

What a joke! How could I possibly let him go! If I obediently do as you say and leave Kusano Akira here alone, he'll surely die!

Nagasaki Motoyo wanted to kick Kusano Akira out of the band, but she didn't want him to die yet.

Hearing Mortis's scream from behind and fearing that the two of them would be caught, Nagasaki Motoyo began to accelerate. Kusano Akira, who was completely caught off guard, was lying on the ground like a kite being dragged by a child and unable to fly, only able to watch the scenery around him change at an extremely fast speed.

"hateful……!"

Imortis ran to the door and stopped chasing them, simply standing there watching the direction they disappeared in.

Firstly, it might not be able to catch up with Nagasaki Motoyo at full speed right now, and even if it did, it would be a waste of time. Secondly, even if it did catch up, it would definitely be exposed in the crowd.

So all they could do was watch helplessly as Nagasaki Motoyo, a dangerous individual, took Kusano Akira away, but there was nothing they could do about it.

"Nagasaki Motoyo, wait for the day Akira and I get married. I'll definitely send you lots of loving photos of us...!"

........................

"……call."

Once they reached the elevator, Nagasaki Motoyo finally stopped, and Kusano Akira was finally able to break free from his kite-like state.

He leaned against the elevator wall, breathing heavily. The run had almost squeezed all the air out of his lungs, and his chest felt as if it had been scorched by flames. Every breath felt like swallowing scalding flames, and his heart felt like it was about to break free of its restraints.

After finally calming down, Kusano Akira raised his eyes and looked at Nagasaki Motoyo, who was standing with his arms crossed and looking uneasy, with the eyes of someone looking at something new and interesting.

If he remembered correctly, Nagasaki Motoyo used to be a weakling who would be out of breath even running in the lobby on the first floor. Now, how come she can run with him, a big guy, without even breaking a sweat?

Nagasaki Motoyo hadn't answered his question yet, so why did she suddenly appear in his house and drag him outside? Why was she behaving so strangely all of a sudden?

And didn't he just see Mortis? Could this be related to Mortis? —~＼． [「

"...Um, Su Shi...?"

Kusano Akira cautiously asked the uneasy-looking girl in front of him.

Ding dong.

The elevator rang just as he asked his question. Nagasaki Motoyo didn't answer his question, but instead grabbed his hand tightly and pulled him out.

"Huh? No, it's happening again..."

The remaining words were swallowed by the wind, and the two figures once again transformed into lightning, disappearing from the building, out of the residential area, and into the crowd.

When he saw that there were finally a number of pedestrians besides the two of them around, Nagasaki Sosuke released Kusano Akira with a sigh of relief. Then his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Ah... I finally escaped..."

Looking at the bustling pedestrians on the street, those ordinary figures seemed like a protective charm to Nagasaki Motoyo, shielding her from the danger behind her.

She was almost moved to tears. Her long, beautiful fingers, honed from practicing her instrument, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The aches and pains she had ignored in her haste to escape were now overwhelming her. She leaned weakly against Kusano Akira, who was also sitting on the ground, exhausted.

"..."

Kusano Akira gasped for breath, his dark green pupils looking at Nagasaki Sose with a hint of resentment.

God knows what he just went through. Although he wasn't exactly a sports idiot, being dragged from his home to the shopping street before he could even get into position or catch his breath, and running all the way down in one go, was practically torture for him.

However, seeing that she seemed even more tired than him and had no time to maintain her composure, he forgave her.

“…Ming Sang.”

Nagasaki Motoyo's trembling fingers gripped Kusano Akira's sleeve, using the strength of his shoulder to barely prop herself up. She turned her head to look at his pale face and his eyes, which grew increasingly deep under the neon lights, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Please promise me something, okay? Don't go back to your own home tonight."

Motoyo Nagasaki has a hobby: she likes to secretly watch horror movies alone at night.

Although she is very timid and loses sleep every time she watches it, she still loves watching it. Because of this, she is quite sensitive to paranormal events.

What had just happened seemed all too familiar to her; it was clearly the kind of opening sequence that often appears in horror movies.

According to the usual pattern, if Kusano Akira goes back, there are only two possibilities for what will happen the next day—either he simply dies suddenly, and then that room becomes a haunted room.

The second possibility is that he will reappear the next day as if nothing happened, but his behavior will become extremely strange and unusual. (5% ÷)

Nagasaki Motoyoshi wouldn't allow the other person to go down the path of death like this. No matter how much she hated him, she would do her best to save Kusano Akira.

"?"

Kusano Akira felt as if the person in front of him was not Nagasaki Motoyo, but Wakaba Mutsu.

Are all the people of Moon Forest so prone to making trouble? First, they dragged him out of his house and made him run for who knows how many meters, and then suddenly said he couldn't go back to his house. Where is he going to stay tonight?

Volume 1: Chapter 114 (2k)

"Su Shi, do you know your public image has collapsed?"

Kusano Akimasa never expected that he could see the same unreasonable and capricious traits in Nagasaki Motoyo as Wakaba Mutsu, Takamatsu Akari, and Toyokawa Shoko.

Is this Crychic's destined fate? Or is it a case of birds of a feather flocking together? Will Shiina Tatsuki suffer the same fate in the future?

"What kind of persona?"

Nagasaki Motoyo was taken aback by Kusano Akira's words.

What do you mean by "her persona has collapsed"? Does she have a fixed persona in the other person's eyes?

Although she was puzzled, Nagasaki Motoyo was frightened by all the unusual things that had just happened. In addition, her brain was somewhat lacking in oxygen due to the high-intensity physical exercise, so she did not have the energy to think about it. She could only suppress her doubts and her brows were covered with anxiety.

Her fingertips gripped the fabric of her chest, her knuckles turning a bluish-white. She scanned the surroundings warily, making sure the terrifying doll hadn't followed, before bringing her face close to Kusano Akira's. Her refined and elegant face was filled with seriousness.

"What I'm about to say might sound unbelievable, but you must believe me: not a single word I'm saying is a lie."

Warm breath, carrying the scent of an unknown incense, wafted towards him, causing Kusano Akira's ear tips to instantly turn red and his Adam's apple to bob uncomfortably.

Nagasaki Motoyo's face, which was so strikingly close to his target, was now right in front of him. Every detail of her appearance, every eyelash, every inch of skin, even the faint pink hue of her lips was so clearly visible.

Although Chihaya Aine and Takamatsu Akari's intimate behavior towards him was far more ambiguous than this, he had absolutely no romantic feelings for either of them before, but Nagasaki Motoyo was different.

Especially since the other person was different from Chihaya Aine at the time, she seemed completely unaware that her behavior was a bit strange, and even had a serious expression on her face.

Kusano Akira quickly turned his face away, not wanting to look at the other person's captivating face, for fear that he would faint if he looked any longer.

"Um, Su Shi... do you think it would be better if we... got up first?"

Kusano Akira's neck was tinged with a suspicious pink, and he looked at the stone floor with some embarrassment, trying to distract himself.

After all, their current posture was rather strange. He was almost half-lying on the ground, while Nagasaki Motoyo was kneeling on one knee beside him, her arm supporting her neck. Strands of hair fell and brushed against his ear with each breath, causing a ticklish sensation.

Thank goodness everyone in Tokyo is so busy, either rushing home from get off work or attending social events, they don't have time to notice the two of them, otherwise this would be enough to make him die a hundred times over.

"..."

Nagasaki Motoyo had noticed the awkwardness between them, but she was too shaken to care about it anymore. All she wanted to do was tell Kusano Akira everything she had seen as soon as possible.

Moreover, she wasn't really willing to get up; the sense of security she felt curled up on the ground was much greater than when she stood up.

But since the other party had said that, and since continuing like this would indeed attract the attention of pedestrians, she reluctantly got up.

"call……"

After standing up, Kusano Akira took a deep breath.

He almost had a heart attack just now, being influenced by Nagasaki Motoyo's 'beauty' on one hand, and by the possibility of being discovered by passersby at any moment.

If this gets discovered, some unscrupulous streamer might just happen to pass by and upload it online. If the other members of the band find out about my and Nagasaki Motoyo's strange behavior, who knows what the consequences might be.

And their reputations will probably be affected too, like rumors spreading like, "Hey, did you hear? It was them who did that kind of thing in public."

"So, Su Shi, how did you suddenly come to my house? Is there something you want to see me about?"

He had a guess as to how Nagasaki Motoyo got into his house, since he wasn't alone anymore; Mortis was there too.

From their previous late-night conversation, Mortis also learned that Nagasaki Motoyo was his bandmate, so it was perfectly normal for him to open the door for her.

"My reason for contacting you is not important."

Nagasaki Motoyo shook her head, not intending to answer Kusano Akira's question.

"The key point is what I'm about to say."

"You said."

"..."

Nagasaki Motoyo glanced around furtively a few more times, then took small steps to Kusano Akira's side, stood on tiptoe, and brought her lips close to his ear, the last syllable carried into his eardrum by the passing wind.

"Ming-sang, please don't stay at your own home tonight."