This time, Lulu Lu truly shot herself in the foot. She was just a hair’s breadth from standing up to loudly question Lily Liu—nearly causing public humiliation.

Thankfully, rationality won out at the last second. She held back from acting out, but couldn’t hide her agitation. Lily Liu saw clearly: that answer had deeply upset her.

Lulu Lu had only meant to try something different from past attempts. Yet the predictable reply still shattered her composure—she’d long suspected Lily Liu might use Lingling Ling as a shield. And sure enough, she did.

After finally calming down, Lulu Lu reflected carefully on her emotions. A chill ran down her spine.

Her love for Lily Liu was shockingly selfish—so selfish that a foreseeable, trivial reply nearly sent her into a rage, bordering on hysteria.

Is this… the love of a yandere?

As she pondered, Lulu Lu murmured softly.

So heavy it felt suffocating.

Though now a transmigrator with a fresh consciousness, she still carried the original Lulu Lu’s complete memories—direct, profound, inescapable.

Just moments ago, she’d felt that thick wave of loss… and a bone-deep fear.

She was terrified. Terrified of losing Lily Liu. This fear outweighed even the fear of death.

In that instant, she’d rather die than hear Lily Liu speak Lingling Ling’s name. That single name erased all her security.

Anger was just fear’s shadow.

Even knowing Lily Liu loved only her, Lulu Lu still felt unmatched fear and fury.

No. Just no. No room for debate.

Lily Liu could belong to no one but her—and must belong to her alone.

Like a most cherished toy: untouchable, unshareable—not even in words.

Whether joking or using her as a shield, Lily Liu had crossed a line.

The Lulu Lu from Attempt One or Two—unsure of Lily Liu’s true feelings—would’ve completely lost control. Even now, she’d nearly snapped.

With each reflection, her understanding of the possessive yandere deepened.

Yes. This was it.

The beloved belongs to no one else. No one may touch her.

If deviation threatened…

Her heart answered without hesitation.

Lock her away. At home. Then they’d be together… forever.

For the first time, Lulu Lu grasped the possessive yandere’s logic—and the system responded.

【Current Possessive Yandere Role-Play Points: 20%】

The points rose…

Staring at 20%, clarity flickered. Insights into the yandere mindset boosted points too—and significantly.

No need to rely solely on actions.

And with 20% secured? A quiet reassurance.

No worry of dipping negative soon.

Now she could move forward boldly.

…

All day, Lulu Lu barely acknowledged Lily Liu.

She ignored Lingling Ling’s greetings too. At lunch, she ate alone—her face plainly screaming, *I’m in a terrible mood.*

During break, Lingling Ling even tiptoed over to ask Lily Liu if Lulu Lu was “on her period,” offering pads and brown sugar water if needed. Her eyes kept darting worriedly toward Lulu Lu.

Petite like Lulu Lu, Lingling Ling had plainer features but a mature figure and worldly knowledge—proper and otherwise. The class’s social butterfly, she connected with nearly everyone through genuine warmth. This time was no exception.

Lily Liu shook her head awkwardly: “She’s just upset. Don’t disturb her.”

Lingling Ling nodded silently, urging Lily Liu to take care of her before leaving.

Watching them talk, Lulu Lu’s irritation spiked. She stayed glued to her seat all day—only moving for bathroom breaks, meals, or staring blankly at her Chinese textbook.

Lulu Lu wasn’t as bubbly as Lingling Ling, but she was socially functional—unlike Lily Liu, who barely spoke beyond the two of them.

In past attempts, she’d never be this cold. But this time? She let the emotion show. It was the yandere way. And honestly—she hadn’t planned to lure Lily Liu home this weekend anyway.

Not until the final self-study period before dismissal did Lily Liu finally crack.

Desk mates couldn’t talk with the teacher watching… but notes always found a way.

*“Still mad?”* Lily Liu scribbled, sliding the paper over.

Even the handwriting felt cautious.

Lulu Lu glanced, then wrote back instantly:

*“No.”*

She circled the period hard—again and again—until the paper nearly tore.

*“But you’ve ignored me all day QwQ”*

*“None of your business.”*

Lily Liu bit her lip, staring at the words for five full minutes.

Then, as if steeling herself, she scribbled fast and passed it back:

*“Lulu, I know you’re upset. Can I explain? If okay… I’ll come to your place after school. Talk it through?”*

People are strange sometimes.

In past attempts, Lulu Lu had to beg endlessly to get Lily Liu to visit.

Now? Lily Liu offered herself—just because Lulu Lu was angry.

Was it to “make it up”?

Or did Lily Liu fear losing her too?

Lulu Lu hesitated… then agreed. Curious to hear the explanation.

*“Fine.”*

…Might be interesting.