I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Chapter 475 A desperate run and a breakdown [4k]

"We will never give up!"

These are the words that Asakawa Yo said firmly yesterday.

"But now, I really want to give up."

Asakawa Yo sighed.

"Hey—don't slack off!" The shop manager shouted at Asakawa Yo while standing at a distance, puffing on the heated cigarette.

"Feel sorry!"

Once again, she picked up a cardboard box and headed towards the warehouse.

There's a small warehouse behind the convenience store, used to store some things. It's not small, but it's not big either.

Besides Asakawa Yo, there was another person working as a porter.

But Asakawa Yo no longer had the energy to care about these things; she only felt tired and exhausted.

The cardboard box was something you could see anywhere, but it was surprisingly heavy. Holding it with both hands, I was almost pulled to the ground.

After moving them into the warehouse, they need to be arranged properly.

Before long, she started sweating. Her temples were covered in beads of sweat, and her fair neck was also soaked with sweat, almost to the point of wetting her collar.

—At this moment, Asakawa Yo understood why other people wore a towel around their necks.

“There’s still a lot more. Hurry up, Asakawa.”

The store manager was directing her.

"Understood, Manager," Asakawa Yo called out wearily, then quickened her pace.

The other mover was moving very quickly; while Asakawa was carrying one box, the other had already carried three. Not wanting to be outdone, she had no choice but to quicken her pace and give it her all.

The speed has indeed increased.

However, the exertion was doubled, and she barely managed to keep up with the pace, her steps becoming somewhat unsteady.

"Be careful, don't fall."

The shop manager stroked his long hair, his eyes, surrounded by dark circles, staring at Asakawa Yo.

"Ah."

Asakawa Yo was too weak to reply, and could only manage a weak "yes".

Not all the boxes were the same weight. Some were heavy, some were light. She could easily tell that the boxes containing puffed snacks were light and didn't weigh much.

However, Asakawa Yo is not capable of carrying these easy boxes.

There was also a worker on the truck who was responsible for taking the items out of the truck and placing them near the door so that the two people could carry them.

Asakawa Yo couldn't choose, nor did she want to.

Her attitude towards the job was mixed. She was simply too tired and wanted to quit.

But at this very moment, he is gritting his teeth and persevering.

The store manager was still watching from the side.

And so, swaying precariously, she finally managed to move everything.

Her hair was messy, wet, and sticky.

"Go wash your face." The shop manager patted her on the shoulder. "We still need to tidy up those things later."

"it is good--"

It was as if she had squeezed out the last bit of air from her lungs.

After washing her face and wiping away the sweat, she was panting, her lungs feeling like they were on fire.

But he still went into the warehouse to organize these things, to put them away in categories, and to restock them.

The air in the warehouse was stuffy and difficult to breathe.

She felt time was dragging on endlessly and didn't dare look at the time. She was afraid that if she did, she would find that less than an hour had passed.

And so, the work finally ended at dusk.

Standing outside the warehouse, looking at the dim sun, her expression was somewhat numb.

My fingers were still trembling slightly.

"Asakawa! Come to my office for a moment."

Someone called her name.

Asakawa Yo knew that the store manager was calling her, but her mood was completely different from that morning.

In the morning, she was somewhat uneasy and holding her breath.

But now, she feels indifferent. Whether she can work or not doesn't matter anymore.

"It would be better if you rejected me."

With that thought in mind, she went to the office.

The so-called office was nothing more than a small, cramped room partitioned off at the back with plasterboard.

There were also all sorts of random things piled up next to it.

"Manager."

Asakawa Yo bowed slightly, awaiting the store manager's judgment.

"Your stamina—as expected, it's not up to par." The shop manager sighed.

Asakawa Yo's expression remained unchanged; she still maintained that numb demeanor.

"Just say no to me already."

With these thoughts in mind, she found it incredibly difficult to endure.

"But you've worked very hard." The shop manager crossed his legs. "Working hard is enough. Besides, we don't need to order large quantities of goods every day. Sometimes it's just a few small boxes."

So, have you made up your mind?

She looked at Asakawa Yo.

"Ah."

In the end, Asakawa Yo did not refuse. Then the store manager took out a stack of temporary contracts and asked Asakawa Yo to sign them.

After signing her name, she returned to the locker room.

The changing room was small, with a row of metal lockers in the corner. After taking off her sweaty uniform, she slowly changed into her own clothes.

I put the uniform in a bag, ready to wash it when I get home.

Even though they were just simple and easy things, she found them incredibly tiring to do.

I feel irritable.

—Until I left the convenience store, breathing in the cool evening breeze.

A hint of life finally and slowly returned to his previously dull and numb face.

"Sure enough, getting off work is still the best time."

Asakawa Yo carried the bag and walked towards home. All she wanted to do was go home and sleep.

Summer vacation is very hot, so hot it's unbearable.

The cicadas' chirping was so loud it was nauseating.

She would occasionally see beautiful young girls walking by on the street, accompanied by a large group of friends.

In the past, Asakawa Yo was confident that she would never lose to them.

She had plenty of confidence in her appearance.

But now, she knew how disheveled and pathetic she looked. She glanced at the girls' swaying skirts and exposed calves, then looked away.

I was walking slowly, not because I wasn't in a hurry, but because I was really too tired.

So, let's just slowly get through this.

Occasionally, those emerald green fallen leaves would drift in front of Asakawa Yo.

She reached out and caught a leaf, her fingers holding the leaves tightly, and said blankly, "Am I weak now?"

But I no longer have the strength to do these things.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally got home.

After taking a reluctant shower, she finally lay down on the bed. At the desk next to her, Mizuki was still having a casual chat.

She only watched for a short while before closing her eyes.

Meiyue glanced at it, and only after the live stream ended did she send a message to Xia Wuzhao.

"If Natsugiri Kai were to come and look after things, Asakawa would be very happy."

That's what Mizuki was thinking.

Mizuki felt she couldn't understand what Asakawa was thinking at all, but Asakawa had helped her a lot, so she would definitely do what needed to be done.

"Asakawa at least has feelings for Natsugiri Kai."

Miyuki muttered to herself and sent a message to Xia Wuzhao.

Xia Wuzhao was leisurely doing nothing, chatting with Asahi Aoi from time to time.

—Asahi has finished all her summer homework in one day.

She doesn't dislike her current life; even though she chats with Xia Wuzhao every day, she feels it's good enough.

"what happened?"

Asahi Aoi watched Natsumi Kai, who was examining her phone.

"It seems that Asakawa Yo was exhausted, so Mizuki told me that she wanted me to go and check on her."

Xia Wuzhao didn't hide anything, but Asahi Aoi was in a bad mood.

"Why should I ask you to go and take a look? Are you two very close?"

These bittersweet thoughts swirled in her mind: "Xia Wu, do you want to go?"

“There’s nothing wrong with going to see her.” Xia Wuzhao didn’t avoid the question. Instead, she said, “Do you want to go see her? Qianchuan Yao seems to be in a terrible state today.”

"Chichi-"

Aoi Asahi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh, I see. But isn't that a bit too mean?"

"so what?"

"I won't go," Aoi said with a smile. "I've already prepared dinner."

So, Xia Wuzhao left her own home and went to Qianchuan Yao's home.

When the door opened, it was Mizuki who opened it; Asakawa Yo's mother was not home.

"Asakawa seems to be awake already," Mizuki said. "She slept for about half an hour."

“What’s the point of telling me all this?” Xia Wuzhao looked at Meiyue.

—Mizuki's complexion looked much better; at least it was much brighter and more confident. Before, although she always smiled, there was always an anxiety about her.

Now, however, it is confidence.

"When you experience setbacks, everyone wants to be comforted."

Mizuki said those words.

After Xia Wuzhao came in, Meiyue did not follow her upstairs, but sat on the sofa instead.

After glancing at Mizuki, Xia Wuzhao didn't say anything more.

It's not a den of wolves or tigers up there; there's nothing to be afraid of.

Upon arriving at the door, after knocking a few times, a weary voice came from inside: "Come in."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.