I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Xia Wuzhao quickly received her message and asked her to come out.

In the stairwell, Natsuki found Chiho.

Chiho leaned against the iron gate, her arms crossed in front of her. Completely unlike her usual gentle demeanor, she was filled with impatience and irritability.

—This is her true face.

Upon seeing Xia Wuzhao arrive, the girl snorted in dissatisfaction and tapped her toes on the ground.

"what happened?"

Xia Wuzhao looked at the dissatisfaction on Qianhui's face, but he didn't understand.

"I just feel like you've become weak, Natsugiri." Chiho quickly walked up to Natsugiri Kai, her face full of displeasure and dissatisfaction.

"When did Xia Wu become so understanding?"

"What are you talking about?" Xia Wuzhao asked calmly.

Chiho looked at him, still very angry. But she sighed, as if she had lost all her strength, and leaned her whole body against Natsugiri.

His tone was somewhat somber: "You've completely ruined my plans."

"What plan?"

"I'm not telling you," Chiho muttered. "Asahi's become so confident again. What promise did you make her this time?"

“They didn’t make any promises.” Xia Wuzhao said this very seriously.

But Chiho clearly didn't believe it; she was visibly astonished.

"You're lying, I don't believe you. If you really didn't make any promises, how could Aoi be so confident?"

"Who knows?"

Xia Wuzhao answered in this way.

"Eh--"

Chiho sighed and didn't say anything more.

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her phone and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Chiho didn't speak, but she wouldn't let Natsumi leave.

Xia Wuzhao had no idea what Chiho was thinking or what she was doing.

However, it was precisely because of this that Chiho made Natsugiri Kai feel at ease.

"No matter what happens to Chiho in the future, I hope she can live a good life."

That's what Xia Wuzhao was thinking.

Chiho, of course, understood what Natsugiri Kai was thinking, and exactly what she was thinking.

"I never expected I would sneak away."

She muttered to herself.

"What?" Xia Wuzhao didn't quite hear what Chiho was saying.

"I said, this is really a case of trying too hard and making things worse."

Chiho felt that everything had backfired.

"Oh."

Xia Wuzhao gave a cold and indifferent reply.

The girl then tried to change the subject: "If you were to travel, what kind of places would you like? Summer camp? The beach? Or something else?"

“I prefer being at home,” Xia Wuzhao gave a rather boring answer.

Is it because it's safe at home?

Chiho asked.

"Safe?" Xia Wuzhao thought for a moment: "If you say it's safe, it's probably still not safe. After all, earthquakes and the like can happen from time to time, so it's not 100% safe."

"If it's an earthquake, then that's actually a good thing," Chiho grinned, "It would be great if your house was destroyed."

Xia Wuzhao glanced at Qianhui and said, "You have a dark mind."

“It’s not as gloomy as you.” Chiho finally straightened up and patted Natsumi’s shoulder. “Alright, I’m going back now. I don’t want others to find out we’re on a date here. That would definitely cause a lot of trouble.”

"Does this count as a date?"

"This definitely counts as a date."

Chiho smiled and then left nimbly.

Xia Wuzhao stayed there for a while longer, and finally left just before class started.

Asakawa Yo looked at Natsugiri Kai and Chiho, and she felt that the two of them must have gone off somewhere to meet secretly again.

"How pitiful, Aoi Asahi."

Strangely, she felt pity for Aoi. But looking at Aoi's gentle, slightly happy smile...

She swept away any trace of pity in her heart.

"Aoi Asahi doesn't need my pity. How dare someone like me pity Aoi Asahi? I'm really being presumptuous."

Feeling her bangs, Asakawa Yo brushed them aside and tossed them to one side.

—Today, the dissatisfaction with Asakawa Yo has quietly intensified in the class.

They might have deliberately targeted Asakawa Yo before, but now they've stopped bothering with her and are deliberately ignoring her.

This is even more unbearable than being targeted; the surrounding atmosphere is like steel needles, making the ignored person restless and uneasy.

But Asakawa Yo didn't care about these things; in fact, she even felt a little amused.

"This tactic is really not worth mentioning; these people are really naive."

The pain of being ignored was less than the pain of having a single hair plucked.

Occasionally, you'll see people standing in the aisle chatting with their friends.

Even when Asakawa Yo passed by, they remained unmoved. When Asakawa Yo made a request, they acted as if they couldn't hear her.

—But Asakawa Yo didn't swallow her anger. She pushed them away and left.

The girls who were pushed away were instead somewhat embarrassed and angry, complaining loudly.

Asakawa Yo never paid any attention to them.

However, occasionally the teacher would inform the class about some things through the students, and Asakawa Yo would sometimes not know.

This can sometimes make her feel awkward.

Actually, she could have asked Xia Wuzhao or Asahi Aoi.

But Asakawa Yo did not do that.

"I'm already being ostracized, so if I directly ask Xia Wuzhao and the others, it will implicate them and cause others to develop a negative impression of them as well."

"Even if they don't care, I still can't do that."

Asakawa Yo thought so, even though she was being ostracized.

She remains pleased, even proud, of her choice.

"See? This is me, Asakawa Yo. I'm different from everyone else; I'm special."

Asakawa Yo thought to herself, reveling in her own self-satisfaction.

At these times, she would look at Xia Wuzhao.

It's like one partner looking at another, hoping to get some attention, some recognition.

However, Xia Wuzhao always ignored her.

Asakawa Yo was slightly disappointed, but she quickly regained her composure.

"I don't need his approval."

She told herself that, but a new idea immediately popped into her head.

"Actually, that's a lie. I hope he can accept himself."

Then, she would feel gratified once again for her actions.

"Not many people can open up about their own wounds, but I can."

"I am different from others; I am unique."

And so, Asakawa Yo would be happy again.

It was as if her soul had drifted into the sky, growing feathers that detached her from reality.

—It stirred her emotions, making her feel both excited and overjoyed.

But every time get out of class ended, this joy would be interrupted, as if a rope was tied around my ankle and I was being mercilessly pulled down.

In the afternoon, it was another home economics class.

This time, although we were still divided into groups, it was three people per group.

So, Natsugiri Kai, Chiho, and Asahi Aoi formed a group. Asakawa Yo, however, was left all alone, with no one willing to team up with her.

She also didn't want to form a group with other people.

The teacher was in a dilemma and asked the others, "Which group is willing to add one more person?"

No one spoke, making Asakawa Yo feel extremely embarrassed, her fingers gripping the table tightly.

Aoi felt extremely sorry for Asahikawa and prepared to say something to the teacher to get Asakawa Yo into her group.

But Asakawa Yo spoke first, saying to the teacher, "I can manage by myself."

The teacher hesitated: "But can one person really do it well? And it's a bit unsafe for one person to do it alone."

"No problem, I can manage on my own." Asakawa Yo interrupted the teacher impatiently.

This caused the other students to chuckle, and they all looked down on Asakawa Yo with various condescending gazes.

Asakawa Yo stood up straight, her chin slightly raised, giving the people around her an indifferent and disdainful look.

This caused everyone else to gasp in astonishment and express their dissatisfaction.

The teacher had no choice but to begin the lesson: today's home economics class would focus on making cookies.

Start by kneading the dough, and then bake it successfully.

Everyone else was divided into groups with their own tasks. But Asakawa Yo was the only one who had to do everything herself.

She appeared extremely busy, even somewhat disheveled.

But Asakawa Yo wouldn't allow herself to be laughed at by others; she could only do her best to complete each step perfectly.

However, the cookies that came out were still a bit dark.

Moreover, after taking a bite, it still tasted somewhat bitter.

When others fail, they have others around them to discuss it with. But Asakawa Yo is all alone; even when she fails, she can only think about it by herself.

—She appeared exceptionally helpless.

The teacher saw this and walked over to Asakawa Yo. She smiled and asked, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Just as Asakawa Yo was about to say something, other girls raised their hands: "The teacher is biased! There's a problem here too!"

The teacher could only say, "I'll help you with yours after I've finished dealing with Asakawa's problem."

"That means we'll have to wait until get out of class is over," the girl said, dissatisfied.

"Let's collect everyone's opinions and have the teacher explain the most common mistakes again."

Another girl said that.

The teacher could only sigh and agree.

A girl volunteered to collect information, but when the teacher spoke, she didn't mention how to solve Asakawa Yo's problem at all.

Asakawa Yo had long known that these girls would use such methods. She pursed her lips tightly and began kneading the dough again.

Looking at Asakawa Yo like this, Asahi Aoi said to Natsugiri Kai, "She's so pitiful."