“Just because of this.”

Lily Liu’s expression was resolute. She avoided Lulu Lu’s gaze and said,

“Lulu, I think I’ve explained myself clearly enough. It’s about time I go.”

With that, she slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed for the door.

Though Lily deeply cared for Lulu, when torn between family and friendship (love?), she still leaned toward the former.

Even if it meant a future Lulu would find utterly indescribable, Lily chose to follow her parents’ wishes—firmly rejecting Lulu’s elopement proposal.

—Running away with your loved one to start anew? In a galgame, that’s a classic elopement ending. Even if not a “Happy Ending,” it wouldn’t be half bad.

Watching Lily’s unwavering “this is final, no compromise” look, Lulu felt a sharp surge of anger.

More precisely—anger mixed with helplessness.

She didn’t deny Lily’s right to choose, nor judge her decision. But the fact Lily hadn’t chosen *her*… that hurt deeply.

Yes, Lulu was jealous again—but this time, of Lily’s own parents.

No one would take Lily from her. Not even her parents.

In that moment, a fierce urge to keep Lily rooted in Lulu’s heart. She finally understood why the yandere path felt so tempting.

Making Lily hers—simply, brutally. Far easier than persuading stubborn Lily: just tie her up, lock her in the basement. Convenient. Efficient.

Since Lily was already *in her house*… should she just go all in?

Lulu hesitated.

The situation looked grim, but not hopeless.

For a galgame veteran like Lulu, this wasn’t a true dead end. Beyond the yandere route, a normal path existed:

—Courting Lily properly. Build trust. Solve the parent issue. Smile and say, “All troubles are gone—let’s be happy forever.” Sounds like a perfect ending, right?

She’d try it. Normal means. While carefully maintaining her role-play points with a *yandere-lite* vibe.

But that was for next time.

Grudge-holding Lulu would never forget last time: counterattacked by Lily, then raped, humiliated by some weird god’s comment.

No reload limits anyway. Since Lily was here *now*… why not cut loose? Redo what failed last time. See where this yandere path truly leads.

*Lily, Lily… you walked into my house yourself. I hadn’t planned a thing. Blame your own stubbornness for coming here to explain.*

A yandere’s home isn’t a place you enter and leave freely.

Smirking inwardly, Lulu spoke up:

“No need to rush off, Lily~ Since you’re here… stay and play with me a little?”

“Huh?”

Lily froze. One second Lulu was fuming; the next, all smiles. Faster than flipping a page.

Lulu patted her cheeks, flashed a bright grin:

“We’re still best friends, right? Or… does Lily not want to play with me?”

Lily hesitated. Something felt off—but trusting Lulu, she nodded.

“…Of course. Didn’t you say you bought new manga? Let’s see them?”

“Mm!”

…

Lulu smoothly ordered what she needed via delivery.

During dinner, she poured a cocktail into a glass and slid it to Lily.

“Your drink’s here~ Try it, Lily! Delicious, right?”

“What is this?” Lily eyed the crystal-clear liquid, puzzled.

“The newest sparkling water! Super tasty!”

Lulu lied without blinking, downed her own glass first, and sighed blissfully.

Unlike Lily—who turned crimson after one sip—Lulu handled alcohol fine, as long as she didn’t overdo it.

“…”

Curious, Lily took a sip. Eyes widened.

“This tastes weird! …Wait, Lulu—is this *alcohol*?”

“Just a drink with a tiny bit of alcohol~”

Before Lily could protest, Lulu cut in:

“I know what you’ll say. Teacher’s not here. One sip won’t hurt. It’s *just* a drink.”

“…Fine. Just a tiny sip.”

Ten minutes later.

The girl who promised “a tiny sip” now lay unconscious on the sofa, cheeks flushed with intoxicating pink.

Lulu gazed at the leftover liquid in her glass and murmured:

“This stuff is basically Lily’s personal trump card.”

Knowing this weakness made winning her over effortless.

And the irony? Lily actually *liked* the cocktail. Mutual, in a way.

“So… next.”

Lulu smirked wickedly, eyes brimming with unguarded adoration.

Honestly, she’d suppressed these urges before.

As a yandere, dangerous thoughts constantly surfaced—tying Lily up, kissing her, or… [censored] things. Unchecked, it was risky.

But now? No more suppression.

After a long while…

Lily woke to Lulu cupping her chin, watching her with a gentle smile.

Only one wrist was cuffed.

Realizing her captivity, Lily tried the old trick: distract Lulu, hug her, whisper in her ear, then snatch the key while she melted.

But this time—no key in the pocket.

Lily’s pupils shrank. Calm eyes turned frantic. She struggled, but with one hand free, she was swiftly overpowered.

“Then… my turn, hmm~ Naughty little kitten~”

Lulu bound both wrists, lifted Lily’s chin with one finger, and smiled.

“Lily… tell me. What punishment would you like~? I’m *so* looking forward to it~ 🎵”