Mygo, are you all yanderes?

"Calm down first, I'll go get the milk—ah, if you come in later, you absolutely mustn't play along with her nonsense. You're not someone who has the right to make those kinds of jokes without boundaries right now, even if you don't care!"

"..."

After saying that, the blonde girl turned around and walked out of the room, allowing Kusano Akira to see everything inside—a room that looked somewhat closed off, both familiar and strange to him.

Familiar, because he felt a strange sense of intimacy with this place; unfamiliar, because he had no recollection of anything about it.

Watching the girl's slender figure reach the door and disappear in an instant, Kusano Akira hesitated for a moment before finally asking.

"Um...hello?"

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Hearing Kusano Akira call her name, the blonde girl froze slightly, her already deliberately slowed pace coming to a complete stop. She turned around, looked at Kusano Akira, and asked in confusion.

"What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, where is this place...?"

Kusano Akira frowned, raised his hand to gently rub his throbbing head, his expression pained. He looked up at the blonde girl in front of him and asked with some confusion.

He didn't know why he suddenly appeared in this unfamiliar place, nor why his head started to ache when he saw the person in front of him. He also didn't know why the girl was acting as if she knew him so well; he didn't remember ever knowing anyone who looked like that.

He was clearly looking for a book... sigh.

What was he just doing? Why can't I remember?

As he delved deeper into his memories, the pain in his head became clearer and clearer, as if it were preventing him from recalling something. Forced by circumstances, he had no choice but to stop thinking.

"Here it is. What are you doing now? You've been here for years and you're still playing this trick."

The blonde girl glared at the boy with her almond-shaped eyes wide open, stuck out her tongue as if she were angry, crossed her arms, and said coquettishly.

"…Who are you?"

Although the pain had stopped growing, it did not disappear with the cessation of thinking. It continued to bother his brain like a persistent ailment, making his thoughts chaotic.

Influenced by this, he was no longer able to remain as calm as usual, and naturally failed to notice the slight tremor and unease hidden beneath the blonde girl's sunny tone.

He looked at the blonde girl, his tone somewhat direct.

"...This isn't fun, is it?"

Upon hearing his words, the blonde girl's pupils widened slightly, her pretty face hardening with disbelief. As if stung by Kusano Akira's words, she gripped her arm tightly, her tone genuinely hurt, yet she struggled to maintain her composure, managing only a stiff smile.

"Even if it's a joke, you can't, what if I take it seriously? You agree, right...?"

"...I really don't know you. Who are you? Ah, I'm sorry, was my tone a bit too harsh?"

The other party's behavior was too obvious, and even Kusano Akira, who was currently unable to calm his mind, could notice it. Seeing the other party's obviously strange expression, he realized that his tone had been a bit too direct and quickly apologized.

"...!"

But this tone, which she thought was polite but sounded very distant, made the blonde girl unable to maintain her smile any longer. She bit her lower lip, and her eyes, which had been gentle and warm before, now seemed to be filled with anger.

She took two quick steps and stood in front of Kusano Akira. Her body trembled slightly, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were filled with ripples, as if hiding countless grievances and anxieties.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her lips trembled uncontrollably. After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice trembling with tears.

"You... really want to treat me like a stranger...!? Just like those other people?"

"If you can't accept my confession, why say something like that? Can't we even be friends...?"

"I've always been here..."

Her voice was tinged with helplessness. She raised her hands slightly, as if she wanted to touch the boy in front of her, but then stopped in mid-air.

"...I hate you." Qi

The blonde girl abruptly withdrew her hands, muttered something under her breath, then turned and hurried to the door. It wasn't that she had deliberately slowed down before; instead, she slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

"Wait a moment……!"

The moment the blonde girl turned around, Kusano Akira seemed to realize that he had done something wrong. Although he had no memory of the girl and had no idea where he had gone wrong, seeing that she was about to cry, he quickly prepared to chase after her.

However, his opponent was far faster than him, and his headache hadn't fully healed, so he had no chance to catch them.

“…Sigh, what kind of mess is this…” Zero

He had just reached the middle of the room when the other person ran out the door and disappeared. Kusano Akira sighed and quickened his pace to catch up.

Just as Kusano Akira hurriedly opened the door, preoccupied with catching up with the blonde girl, he didn't pay attention to what was ahead and bumped into another person who was just entering the room.

Due to the reaction force, he stumbled, lost his balance, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

As he watched the floor getting closer and closer, just when he thought he was about to fall, a faint scent of camellias quietly entered his nose, and then he felt a pair of arms firmly wrapping around his waist.

"I never expected someone would throw themselves at me here, don't you think, Princess Kusano?"

A cold, mocking laugh rang out, tinged with obvious amusement. Kusano Akira looked up at the person who had caught him.

This person had neat, short, medium-length blue hair that didn't reach his shoulders. His delicate face had a touch of indifference and a touch of handsomeness. His gaze was very calm, as if it carried a hint of detachment, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile that was not quite a smile.

"..."

Kusano Akira felt his head hurt even more.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that? Are you infatuated with me?"

Seeing Kusano Akira's gaze focused on her, the blue-haired girl raised an eyebrow, gently hooked his chin with her slender fingers, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, and spoke with a hint of teasing.

"50 yen per minute, and you have to pay a deposit of 50 yen to me first..."

"...Excuse me, could you please let me go for a moment? I need to go chase after someone."

Although the person in front of him had many flaws and seemed quite interesting, Kusano Akira had no time to chat with her. He was only focused on catching up with that golden-haired girl.

Did you make someone angry?

Remembering the image of her best friend who had run out while trying to hold back tears, which she had seen before she even came in, the blue-haired girl's expression turned somewhat strange.

"...Maybe?"

So what exactly is this thing? Are you all masters of ventriloquism? How do you make such sounds? — Kusano Akira really wanted to say that.

"That's rare, the first time I've seen you get angry... What did you say to her to make her act like that?"

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"No, so could you please let me go first? This position is quite embarrassing..."

Kusano Akira turned around uncomfortably, shifting his gaze away from the beautiful face that seemed to be getting closer and closer. He looked flustered and dared not look directly into the indifferent eyes of the blue-haired girl in front of him.

This pose is really embarrassing, just like the scene in idol dramas where the female lead slips and is caught by the domineering male lead. It's not only awkward, but the character he represents isn't the male lead, but the "petite" female lead.

"It costs 50 yen to loosen my grip for one minute, but if you want me to loosen my grip completely, it will cost 50 yen."

"...Trying to rip you off? Isn't 50 yen based on your fee?"

"Then you can give me double."

"Is this how business is done?... Wait, give it to me! Stop bending over!"

Kusano Akira just made a comment when he felt the blue-haired girl hugging him slowly sink down, her other hand gripping his calf, as if she intended to make him lose his balance so she could give him a princess carry.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stomped his feet on the floor to steady himself while urgently stopping the other person.

"...?"

"You said you'd give it to me?"

Upon hearing Kusano Akira's words, the blue-haired girl's expression turned strange once more. A hint of confusion flashed in her slightly narrowed eyes. Although her movements did stop, her hands showed no sign of loosening; instead, they tightened slightly.

"I'll give it to you, please don't do this."

She stared at Kusano Akira for a while, until he felt uneasy, then the blue-haired girl let out a soft snort, lifted Kusano Akira's body with both hands, released her arms from his embrace, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Has it finally come to this? 'As a married person, you are constrained by family and have no choice but to draw a line between yourself and friends you've known for many years.'"

After saying that, the blue-haired girl walked directly to the sofa and sat down. Then, she casually crossed her legs, picked up a can of beer that was inexplicably placed on the sofa, and took a big gulp.

After finishing his drink, he held up the empty beer can towards Kusano Akira, feigning sadness and relief.

"Friend, life is a vast wilderness. How can our friendship be bound by worldly concerns? Do you still remember the dream we made together when we were children? — One day, we'll carve out our own piece of land in this expensive place and live a life of smoking, drinking, and womanizing!"

"Have you forgotten all those vows! Where has the boy you once were gone?!"

After she finished speaking, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped away the tears of emotion that welled up in the corners of her eyes, and then smiled and gave Kusano Akira a thumbs up.

"No! Don't use such an inspirational tone to talk about such a rotten dream. Besides, I didn't know you when I was a kid, and I'm a complete Tokyo local. I don't need to make a name for myself here. As a girl, you shouldn't just say things like 'playing with women.' Even if you do say it, don't involve me. How could I possibly make such a vow..."

With so many things to criticize, Kusano Akira couldn't suppress his urge to make sarcastic remarks. After his lips twitched a couple of times, he said to the girl in front of him, who was clearly just being silly, with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh my! My Aibo is finally back! Did you remember our dream?!"

"No, that's why I don't have that kind of dream..."

"Hum~"

The blue-haired girl seemed to be in a good mood. After humming twice, she swung her leg back and forth. She shook the empty wine jug in her hand and lazily looked up at Kusano Akira.

"So how did you make her angry? — Did you reject her confession again?"

"...You mean that girl from earlier?"

From the moment he appeared before him, every name spoken by these people had been omitted, as if by a muting effect. As a result, Kusano Akira was completely confused about everything that was happening before him. However, he could barely make out who they were talking about based on what had just happened and their tone of voice.

"That girl...?"

Hearing Kusano Akira's almost unfamiliar address, the blue-haired girl frowned. Her fair fingers gripped the beer can tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. The beer can was also slightly squeezed in her hand, making a 'crackling' sound.

She fixed her gaze on Kusano Akira, her eyes showing displeasure, and her tone changed from relaxed to somewhat unfriendly.

"So you're planning to treat us the same way you treated us? You just said the same thing, didn't you?"

"...Um, excuse me, we know each other, right? But I don't seem to remember..."

"..."

"never mind."

The blue-haired girl waved her hand irritably, her face full of impatience, her delicate brows tightly furrowed, and if you looked closely, you could see a trace of unease in her eyes.

"My sister told me to tell you that you don't need to pick her up today. You should prepare for tomorrow's operation."

"……action?"

"...What, have you even 'forgot' about your proposal tomorrow?"

"I... propose? No, I really don't understand..."

“…Go back, I will comfort you there.”

Her dark yellow eyes flickered twice, and the blue-haired girl slammed the beer can in her hand heavily onto the table next to her with a 'bang'.

She leaned back on the sofa, crossed her arms, and turned her head away, seemingly unwilling to discuss what had just happened, making the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

Qi: So what exactly happened? What's the story behind the proposal? Who are you all? Why are you acting like I know you? I don't remember you at all. — With no one to confide in, Kusano Akira realized that everything in front of him was rapidly distorting and deforming, like the scenery outside the window of a high-speed train. The originally clear picture became blurry, and the delicate face of the blue-haired girl gradually lost its contours. Along with the room, everything gradually dissipated like bubbles.

Once everything stabilized, what appeared before him was a scene he knew all too well—Kusano Akira stood in front of his house, with the familiar combination lock and the familiar lights outside.

Yi: "...So, I'm being haunted?"

6…………………

Meanwhile, the blue-haired girl paused, feeling Kusano Akira's breathing disappear from the room, and let out a somewhat annoyed sigh.

She looked up at the glaring light on the ceiling, her gaze slightly unfocused. Her slender fingers gently clenched around the light source, and she murmured softly.

7. "I will not give up..."

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Looking at the familiar door in front of him, Kusano Akira's fingers trembled slightly. He tentatively entered the password that he knew by heart, and with a soft notification, the lock opened.

After taking a deep breath, Kusano Akira stepped into the house. The familiar scent filled the air, and his previously uneasy heart relaxed a little.

The events that had happened were too bizarre and surreal, and his mind was in a mess. He just wanted to get back to his bed as soon as possible, stretch, and sort out his thoughts.

However, Kusano Akina's slightly relaxed expression, which was relieved to be able to return home, froze instantly when she saw the scene in the living room.

The furniture was arranged exactly as he remembered it: desolate and lonely. But sitting on the sofa in the center of the living room was a figure with a head of smooth flaxen hair.

Seemingly hearing the sound of Kusano Akira opening the door, the flaxen-haired girl slowly turned her head. The moment she saw Kusano Akira, her eyes lit up and she revealed a surprised smile, the melancholy in her eyes vanishing.

She quickly stood up from the sofa, jogged over to Kusano Akira, her steps light and graceful, the joy on her lips impossible to hide even when she tried to suppress it.

"Ming-sang, you're finally back!"