I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

At noon, Kirishima Chiho and Natsugiri Kai were eating and chatting in the Literature Club.

Most of the time, it was Chiho who was talking.

The topics she chose were all stale and tired. They sounded like they were reading about relationships from a book—stiff and awkward.

But Xia Wuzhao just answered casually; he was already used to Chiho's tendency to bring up bad topics.

Sometimes Xia Wuzhao would ask Chiho to tell her what her mother had been doing lately, and at this time Chiho would always show a hint of mockery.

“My mother still loves me just as much as before,” she said. “Every day, she loves me even more and does all sorts of things for me.”

"Sometimes, she doesn't seem like a mother. She's more like a slave."

She said something bolder than ever before: "And she always subtly hints that I should respect her and be understanding of her difficulties."

"But how could I not be understanding? I'm always very understanding. It's just that she keeps asking for more and more."

She complained about her mother in a lighthearted manner, without a trace of resentment.

After talking for a long time, she stretched vigorously.

She stood up and walked to Xia Wuzhao's side.

She sat on Xia Wuzhao's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hmm?" Xia Wuzhao looked at the girl in front of her: 'What's wrong?'

"A reward," the girl said with a mischievous grin.

Xia Wuzhao said, "Why should I give you a reward?"

"Because I spoke ill of my mother today, you have to give me a reward."

Chiho replied slyly, "Haven't you been leading me to say things like that all along? Since I did it, I deserve a reward."

She spoke with such confidence, her smile like that of a little devil. She looked so certain, as if she was certain that Xia Wuzhao would agree.

"I don't want you to do that. What's the use of complaining now? It's just giving yourself a way to vent and then accept everything with a clear conscience." Xia Wuzhao looked at Qianhui in front of her, smelling her fragrance, and said these sharp words to her in a soft voice.

"Yes, but what can I do?" Chiho said softly. "Even so, I should be considered an improvement over the past me."

This is an undeniable fact. Even while complaining, I try to let my anger dissipate and reduce the possibility of resistance.

However, the current Chiho is still a bit stronger than the previous Chiho.

Because no matter what.

This still represents a small act of resistance.

Even though such an approach may have negative consequences.

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her and asked, "What reward do you want?"

"It's simple, I just want a kiss."

Chiho smiled.

She always likes kissing now, and always likes this kind of intimacy.

Even though Xia Wuzhao wasn't particularly enthusiastic, she was still somewhat captivated.

However, Natsumi was always reluctant to use a deep French kiss, which Chiho found somewhat regrettable.

"Couldn't we have used a more intimate approach?"

She complained.

Xia Wuzhao simply looked at her calmly.

Chiho could only say dejectedly, "Even so, I'm already on the verge of falling into depravity."

"You won't."

Natsumi Kai said this, which made Chiho feel strange.

She laughed and said, "Why wouldn't I? I'm already getting a little addicted to just kissing. If I were to do something more dangerous or outrageous, I would definitely fall into depravity."

She leaned forward, her crimson hair falling in strands from behind.

Her hair seemed to be glued to Xia Wuzhao's shoulders, and her scarlet eyes almost sparkled in the scorching midday sun.

The girl said, "You'll definitely help me fall into depravity, won't you?"

She chuckled softly, "Just like I said, we're in a power struggle. We're both using each other to get what we need, but I'm almost winning."

Looking at the earnest girl, Xia Wuzhao said with a disdainful smile, "You haven't fallen from grace until you reach the final step."

"Because you can't decide what constitutes 'falling into depravity.' How can kissing, holding hands, and becoming a couple be considered falling into depravity?"

Chapter 132 You Must Hate Me

As Yoshiko Kirishima walked through the school, she would greet everyone she passed.

Sometimes when she runs into acquaintances, she complains about her daughter.

They say he hasn't been very obedient lately.

The teachers could only listen helplessly as they gave the same answer they had given many times before.

But Yoshiko Kirishima seemed to never tire of listening to it, and each time she would listen carefully to the whole thing before leaving with a smile.

Her smile looked far more perfect than Chiho's.

But the teachers felt that her smile was even more vulgar, like the smile of a waiter at a roadside restaurant.

Rigid, inflexible, and forced smile.

They're not even as good as the staff at the 24-hour convenience store near my home; at least they're somewhat sincere.

However, due to the influence of the Kirishima family, the teachers could only maintain their smiles.

Yoshiko Kirishima, however, was somewhat pleased and proud.

As she walked toward the Literature Club, she wore a smug smile, her mind preoccupied with Kirishima Chiho's situation.

"It's been so many days, I should be able to make some requests of her now. After all, I've been really tired these past few days. I've been holding back, and the other parents keep asking about their daughters."

"How despicable! Taking advantage of Chiho's madness, they deliberately mocked me. They deserve to die! How could my daughter compare to your stupid daughters and sons?"

"How could you possibly compare to my methods of education?"

She walked proudly to the Literature Department with her head held high.

He reached out to push the door open and went in, as casually as if he were entering a subordinate's office.

However, she hesitated for a moment.

After looking around for a while and finding no one there,

She cautiously pressed her face against the door, trying to hear what was happening inside.

Xiao Ai from the Literature Club immediately reminded Xia Wuzhao.

"Lord Natsugiri, Yoshiko Kirishima is eavesdropping outside."

"I see."

Xia Wuzhao answered in her heart.

He and Chiho had been chatting aimlessly, and this was some time after their kiss.

The previous argument had no resolution.

Just like the countless arguments before, neither of them could convince the other.

All that can be compared is whose determination.

Humans are strange creatures; even they cannot fully control themselves.

No one knows whether their future is predetermined.

—Just like the future that Chiho wants to choose.

She wanted to fall into depravity or die, so that she would no longer be a good girl, so that she would no longer be something to be proud of or something shiny.

In this way, her mother will naturally give up on her.

However, she doesn't do it herself.

Because she only thought it that way, but had no reason to do it.

—For oneself is not a valid reason.

This is why Xia Wuzhao refused to have any closer interactions with Chiho, because if she refused, Chiho would have no way to take things further.

Although Chiho was somewhat dissatisfied, she was helpless against Natsugiri Kai.

She knew she hadn't received the key yet.

Xia Wuzhao whispered in Chiho's ear, "If your mother were outside, what would you do?"

Chiho was taken aback and looked at the door.

After careful recollection, I realized that I hadn't heard any sound at all.

"How could my own mother be outside?"

"It definitely won't be outside."

Thinking this, the girl deliberately spoke in a cunning and depraved tone: "I want to do with you the things that bad kids do."

Xia Wuzhao said softly, "Anything is fine?"

"Of course, anything is fine."

The girl's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement as she said, "Anything is fine, just make sure the curtains are drawn."

Chiho's anticipation is like that of a traveler about to climb a cliff, carrying the relief of finally being released.

But if she were truly in a precarious situation, she would only choose to let go.

Xia Wuzhao smiled at the girl, but this smile made Chiho wary.

Before the girl could react, Xia Wuzhao skillfully untied her bow tie and grabbed her shirt.

Sailor suits are always so convenient in summer, as they are only a thin layer.

Even more dazzling than the sunlight was the girl's skin, which shimmered brilliantly in the midday sun.

"What are you doing!"

The door to the Literature Department was kicked open with great force and slammed against the wall with a bang.

Kirishima Yoshiko glared angrily at Natsugiri Kai and Chiho.

She looked furious, as if she wanted to skin Xia Wuzhao alive!

But I was overjoyed.

"Great, great. We've finally found something on Chiho."

She desperately wanted to sing right then and there, but she still looked furious.

"Chiho, what are you doing right now? How could you do something so shameful!"

She cursed loudly, her eyes wide with rage, looking like a demon.

Chiho was completely stunned, her heart filled with a fear as thick as mud and sand.

"It's true, so Mom really is outside."

She said nervously, "Mom, that's not how it is."

The girl hurriedly tried to explain, frantically trying to explain to her mother.

She wanted to pull her clothes down.

However, Xia Wuzhao held her hand tightly.

With a half-smile on her face, the girl's rosy lips trembled.

Her crimson eyes looked at Xia Wuzhao, her gaze filled with pleading.

But Xia Wuzhao just looked at her and said, "Haven't you always wanted to do this?"

The girl was anxious and distressed. Her wrists were firmly held by Xia Wuzhao, and her struggles were futile.

She felt both anxious and ashamed.