I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

She said this.

Mizuki then opened her eyes.

"So much time wasted." She sat up in bed, rubbing her forehead and muttering to herself.

She woke up very early, even earlier than Asakawa Yo.

—She was just pretending to be asleep. Because Asakawa Yo really didn't know how to face him, should they wash up together?

If you keep waiting outside, it's like you're urging someone on, which will definitely annoy them.

So I just pretended to be asleep.

It wasn't until now that she got up to wash up.

"I was planning to check out the shops today," Mizuki said, fiddling with her phone and looking through the list of shops Asakawa Yo had sent her last night.

However, Miyuki felt that none of these names were suitable. She was too young to find work.

Or rather, most places don't accept young people.

Being alone in an empty house always makes me feel melancholy and lonely.

Mizuki sighed and could only pull herself together.

Although Natsugiri Kai and Asahi Aoi were both eating breakfast, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward and stiff.

Asahi Aoi didn't say a word, almost like an invisible person, rarely making a sound.

This is true even when eating.

—If it were anyone else, they would probably be asking Aoi what happened by now.

But Natsumi simply ate her breakfast calmly, then went to wash the dishes with Asahi Aoi, and finally went out together.

Aoi didn't speak her first words until she was leaving the house.

I'm going out.

The voice was indeed a bit hoarse, and if you looked closely, you could also see that Asahi Aoi's eyes were slightly red.

However, when Xia Wuzhao went to observe, the girl would stiffly fiddle with her sideburns, covering most of her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Just like Asakawa Yo.

As always, Asakawa Yo walked alone along the tactile paving on the side of the road, swaying unsteadily, looking like a child.

As she passed by, Xia Wuzhao simply glanced at her and nodded.

That counts as giving a greeting.

Asakawa Yo didn't want to greet Natsugiri Kai, because that would make her no different from the other noisy students going to school together.

"Last night, Mizuki reminded me that if I asked enough people about Chiho and Aoi, I would be able to understand everything clearly."

"But I don't have any friends, so I have no way to ask around or do anything like that."

She was troubled by this matter, and when she saw Xia Wuzhao greeting her, she subconsciously ignored her.

However, she discovered something strange.

—The sunflower seems unusually quiet today.

This is really illogical, because Aoi Asahi is always happy. Even if he ignores her, she will still greet him or chat with Kai Natsugiri.

—It's the same every time I see her, every single day.

But today is an exception.

He quickened his pace, following behind and observing the two.

"Aoi seems very sad."

Subconsciously, Asakawa Yo smiled.

She took out her phone and quickly sent a message to Xia Wuzhao.

—But Xia Wuzhao didn't look at it at all.

This made Asakawa Yo a little angry and frustrated, but after glancing at Asahi Aoi, she completely understood.

After all, Aoi Asahi is angry, and it would be really inappropriate for Kai Natsugiri to look at her phone.

A thought crossed my mind, and I hesitated for a moment.

She walked briskly towards Aoi Asahi and patted her on the shoulder: "Good morning, Aoi-kun."

Aoi Asahi paused for a moment, then said somewhat stiffly, "Good morning, Asakawa-kun."

Asakawa Yo gave a forced smile and said casually, "Your eyes are so red. Did you not sleep well last night?"

"There are some such problems."

Aoi explained briefly, "And, because I chopped onions this morning, I cried a lot."

"Really? That's terrible!"

She spoke loudly in an exaggerated tone, making Aoi Asahi feel a little uncomfortable.

Asakawa Yo seemed not to notice, and continued, "Your eyes are red right now, and the corners of your eyes are also red. I thought you had suffered some kind of injustice, Asahi-kun."

Patting her chest, she laughed happily again: "It really scared me to death. It turns out it was just because of lack of sleep and onions."

"That makes sense, after all, Asahi, you're with Natsugiri-san, how could you possibly be unhappy about something?"

"I was overthinking it."

She seemed unusually cheerful today, completely different from before.

This left Aoi somewhat at a loss for how to respond.

Even after hearing Asakawa Yo say that, she could only smile.

Asakawa Yo was very dissatisfied with this result.

She innocently complained to Xia Wuzhao, "Since you live with Asahi-san, you should at least help out more. Otherwise, Asahi-san is too tired."

Xia Wuzhao didn't explain anything, but just glanced coldly at Qianchuan Yao.

Asakawa Yo wasn't afraid at all. She also glanced at Xia Wuzhao, and they stared at each other.

"It has nothing to do with Xia Wu."

His tone carried a hint of melancholy, like the rainy season.

"It's not like it's unrelated at all," Asakawa Yo said with concern to Asahi Aoi. "It must be that Natsugiri made you angry."

She criticized Xia Wuzhao with righteous indignation, and she didn't finish speaking even when they arrived at the station.

Heaven knows where she got so many criticisms from; by the time they got to the station, she seemed to have finally run out of things to say.

Then she said to Aoi Asahi, "Aoi-kun, girls shouldn't cry, otherwise the wrinkles around your eyes and your skin will get worse."

"Just like an old lady."

"It's okay," Aoi Asahi said to Yo Asakawa. "It won't happen again."

Even when Asahi Aoi said those words, she didn't feel safe at all.

Asakawa Yo could certainly see through it, and she said to Asahi Aoi in a condescending tone, "That's not right. People who say things like that usually make the same mistake again."

She spoke enthusiastically, saying to Aoi Asahi, "If you have any grievances, you must speak up. Don't try to cover them up with some excuse. Otherwise, it will be terrible."

"It's terrible if you have to keep forcing yourself to tolerate other people's mistakes."

She held up her finger, like a teacher standing on a blackboard, gesturing to the students below.

Perhaps even Asakawa Yo didn't realize that she seemed to have gone too far.

—It's also possible that Asakawa Yo was certain that Asahi Aoi wouldn't turn against her.

After all, Asahi is so gentle that she has almost never been seen arguing with anyone.

I've never seen her say anything harsh to anyone.

—She was just like a lady from a prominent family.

Therefore, Asakawa Yo was fearless.

Asahi tossed her hair and gazed into the distance.

From afar, the rumbling sound of the tram rolling on the tracks could already be heard.

“I’m saying—”

The sound was soft, yet exceptionally loud.

"Can you shut up now?"

Asahi looked at the incessantly chattering Asakawa Yo, her expression somewhat listless.

Although her eyes were still red, she did not appear weak at all.

On the contrary, it carries a hint of sharpness.

She looked directly at Asakawa Yo, which put a lot of pressure on Asakawa Yo.

"I'm tired of hearing what you're saying," she said expressionlessly. "Although I am indeed feeling a bit unwell right now, that's no reason for you to encourage me."

With her fingers twirling strands of hair, she said, "I'm not the kind of person who's easily swayed."

"This is also a gift I received."

Aoi said, "So, shut up. The train is coming soon."

The previously high spirits, elation, and even the blushing on their cheeks were instantly dampened.

It was visibly clear that she had become gloomy again.

Her long hair covered her cheeks, and she lowered her head.

"Ah."

She squeezed out a short, sharp sound, as if trying to save face.

"Almost instantly, my heart was filled with countless feelings of malice."

"I have become despicable once again."

Asakawa Yo looked down at the cracks and patterns on the station floor tiles, remaining silent once again.

The tram creaked and groaned as it rolled over the tracks, disrupting the awkward silence.

As the exhaust sounds and tram announcements rang out simultaneously, the three of them stepped inside.

As always, Xia Wuzhao sat by the window, while Qianchuan Yao sat far, far away.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Asahi Aoi sat down opposite Natsugiri Kai.

As she sat down, her small feet in loafers bumped into Xia Wuzhao.

Xia Wuzhao then shifted her gaze, only to bump into Asahi Aoi.

"Yesterday—I was a little unhappy."

Aoi Asahi slowly uttered those words.

"Hmm," Xia Wuzhao simply replied.

But the girl didn't seem to care and just kept talking.

Her fingers rested quietly on her thighs, like a lady sitting upright and proper.

"It's because of what you told me yesterday, Natsume," Aoi Asahi said. "Actually, I don't really care whether you and Chiho go out to play or go shopping."

"After all, if I had to manage even things like this, it would seem like I have too much of a controlling nature."

"But I just hate that you told me all those things, Xia Wu."

Asahi looked at Natsugiri Kai intently.

“If we hide it, wouldn’t that be wrong?” Xia Wuzhao said, repeating the reasons she had given Xiao Ai before.

"We're just friends." Aoi lowered her eyelids, but then opened her eyes again.

A gentle light shone in those chestnut-colored eyes: "So, you don't actually need to tell me that kind of thing."

She took a deep breath and said, "Even if you tell me something like that, what do you want me to do?"