I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Long, long ago, Xia Wuzhao would also reminisce about her youth.

They felt they could change the things they had experienced that they deeply regretted.

But then, after I actually became a student...

He felt rather tired, an uncontrollable weariness seeping out from the very marrow of his bones.

This left him feeling listless.

This weariness is something that nothing can eradicate; it seems to flow from the soul, seep into the bones, and permeate the flesh.

"Lord Xiawu, perhaps you are a little confused." Xiao Ai sensed Xiawu's emotions and said this in her mind.

"What do I have to be confused about?" Xia Wuzhao asked in return.

"Because you can't find a goal," Xiao Ai said crisply. "Because you've started to doubt yourself."

"How could that be?"

Xia Wuzhao answered calmly, "My goal has always been very clear, and the matter concerning Qianchuan Yao has been progressing subtly. I have always been moving forward."

"Are you really making progress on the matter concerning Asakawa Yo?"

Xiao Ai countered with a question.

“Of course,” Xia Wuzhao said; “It’s just that Xiao Ai wouldn’t understand even if I told her, so I didn’t.”

Xiao Ai remained silent for a moment, and after a long while, she let out a soft sigh.

"If you want to make a change, how about you stay away from Chiho for a while?"

She said, "I can see it very clearly. It seems that Chiho has been working hard to corrupt you, Natsugiri-sama. Now it seems that she has succeeded, and the effect is even great."

"Chiho?"

“That’s right, it’s Chiho.” Ai said with absolute certainty, “As long as we stay away from Chiho, everything will be fine.”

She felt that this would definitely solve the problem, but Xia Wuzhao said, "It might be right, but it's not really necessary."

"Why?" Xiao Ai asked, somewhat confused.

“Because Chiho is hard to leave,” Natsugiri said. “She won’t give up easily, and I can’t leave easily either.”

Xiao Ai thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true.

"It was all Lady Natsume's doing," Xiao Ai complained. "Lady Natsume turned them into this."

Xia Wuzhao had no desire to answer questions about Xiao Ai.

When get out of class ended, Xia Wuzhao thought that perhaps she could try to find something that interested her.

However, it's just that we can't find it no matter what.

So he just stared blankly again.

The weather was a bit gloomy today, and it looked like it was going to rain. So everyone brought umbrellas, but it didn't actually rain.

The umbrellas that people brought seemed superfluous; everyone hung them next to their desks, swaying precariously like some kind of decoration.

The umbrella that Xia Wuzhao brought was also placed next to the desk, but it wasn't a folding umbrella, so it was a bit inconvenient.

It can only lean against the desk, but it will fall to the ground from time to time with a thud.

So Xia Wuzhao used a rope to tie it to the table leg.

The only difference was that the black umbrella handle was a bit higher than the desk, like a mushroom emerging from the mud.

When he was bored, he would occasionally touch the umbrella handle and recount the engravings on it.

Occasionally, he would make eye contact with Chiho, who was also somewhat bored.

Chiho would smile slyly, her eyes blinking.

Her eyelashes trembled, like hooks.

Xia Wuzhao simply stared at her silently until Qianhui looked away.

"Oh no, Xia Wu has changed!"

Chiho couldn't help but frown and mutter to herself.

"Before, I had already tried very hard to make Xia Wuzhao more like a normal person."

At least when she made that kind of move, Xia Wuzhao would avoid looking at her.

This was the first time in recent times that we had looked at each other so directly.

"Who's messed with my progress?!"

She was somewhat taken aback, and even a little annoyed.

"Asahi? That shouldn't be possible; Asahi wouldn't do such a thing. Could it be Asakawa Yo? Asakawa Yo shouldn't be either? Then who is it?"

"How come Xia Wuzhao has changed so much in just one night?"

Chiho had a headache.

—When get out of class ended, she deliberately struck up a conversation with Xia Wuzhao.

"Did something good happen?"

"No."

"Huh?" Chiho tossed her hair. "So, is my makeup really that bad today? I only applied a little bit of moisturizer."

"No."

Natsugiri Kai answered Chiho with brief words.

"I don't believe you," Chiho said deliberately. "Then why were you staring straight at me just now? Shouldn't you have instinctively looked away?"

"Didn't you say you needed to talk to me about something?"

Xia Wuzhao asked in return.

Chiho chuckled again, tugging at Aoi's arm: "Aoi, you two didn't do anything bad last night, did you?"

Aoi blushed instantly and glared at Chiho: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After recounting what had just happened, Chiho said with certainty, "This is definitely not good."

“I don’t think so,” Aoi said. “Isn’t this normal?”

Chiho immediately looked dejected, as if she was beyond saving.

Asahi Aoi was thinking about what Chiho had just said.

"Perhaps I should try it when I get home?"

With that thought in mind, Aoi began to bury herself in her studies again.

Seeing this, Chiho had no choice but to compose herself.

My mind was filled with questions about why Xia Wuzhao had suddenly changed.

Her fingernails tapped on the table, and her expression unintentionally became very cold and calm.

Completely different from the usually gentle Chiho, she was somewhat frightening.

—This made the other girls who originally wanted to talk to Chiho give up their ideas and sit quietly in their seats.

Asakawa Yo appeared to be in a daze, but she had actually been listening to the conversation between the three of them.

Seeing Chiho's discomfiture, she couldn't help but smile.

"Natsugiri, she's still the same Natsugiri. Maybe what happened yesterday really was a misunderstanding."

She was increasingly looking forward to her time in the department at noon today.

I couldn't help but wonder, why isn't it noon yet?

"In that case, they're not much different from those who are bullied and then become cowardly. They're all just looking forward to noon."

Chapter 446 The Dazzling Vibrant Green Dye [4k]

"In that case, they're not much different from those who are bullied and then become cowardly. They're all just looking forward to noon."

Asakawa Yo repeated the thought to herself once more, and then a surge of inexplicable anger crept up her spine and spread throughout her body.

"How can I be like everyone else? How can I be like those people?"

"If I were really like these people, would I still be myself?"

Asakawa Yo was filled with anger, self-blame, and regret.

Like a venomous snake tearing at the heart, corroding the flesh and leaving a sizzling, smoking hole.

For the rest of the morning, the girl was consumed by anger, regret, and an uncontrollable rage.

The anger was so conspicuous that everyone else noticed it.

—Now, those people were actually a little scared and afraid.

Everyone kept their mouths shut, not daring to provoke Asakawa Yo anymore. They were afraid that Asakawa, in her current crazy state, might do something unacceptable.

If she were to commit suicide, no one would care. Even the security guard at the station would just curse "bad luck" and then ignore her.

But it would be bad if she went crazy, like the madmen in TV dramas or news reports, and went around hurting her classmates.

They certainly don't want to become news on television.

By the time Asakawa Yo came to her senses again, it was already noon.

She suddenly realized.

I had been eagerly anticipating noon, but this was achieved only after a period of frustration and anger.

Asakawa Yo stood up and left the classroom.

As she walked down the corridor, Asakawa Yo wanted to check if Natsugiri Kai was following behind.

But I forced myself to hold back.

As she walked toward the department office, she remembered the bag of cookies.

"Just say it's my own lunch and snacks."

She found reasons for herself and decided not to give the bag of cookies to Xia Wuzhao.

But I still felt somewhat uncertain and wavered.

Asakawa Yo didn't think this wavering was wrong; she was, by nature, a fickle girl who was sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

"Let's decide when we get there."

She decided to leave the choice to herself a few minutes later, perhaps then she could make a firm decision.

The weather at the end of May was quite unpleasant; it wasn't just rain, nor was it just pure heat.

It was the damp heat brought by the plum rains and the scorching sun that made it feel like the heat was sealing off your skin, making it almost impossible to breathe.

It would be better to just have a continuous downpour, or simply be scorching hot.

Just walking down the corridor, Asakawa Yo felt herself sweating profusely.

My fingers felt sticky, and my socks were a little damp and cool.

"What bad luck."

After saying this, she washed her face and hands before going to the department office to clean off the sweat before arriving at the Literature Department.

—In the past, she would probably have just pushed the door open and gone in.

But today, she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Xia Wuzhao's voice came from inside.

—And so, Asakawa Yo pushed open the door and entered.

I first went to check the cookies on the table and found them still there obediently, which calmed me down a little.

He casually closed the door and sat down on the chair next to it.

The rummaging through the bag of cookies made a slightly noisy sound.

So she stopped rummaging through the bag.