This plan was first conceived by Lulu Lu—and the one she intended to try first.

Lulu Lu’s elopement scheme was wildly imaginative, brilliantly unconventional. If it succeeded? Undeniably cool. And it would resolve all their troubles once and for all.

Breaking free, fleeing together to start anew somewhere fresh—it sounded deeply romantic.

Of course, pulling it off was near-impossible for Lulu Lu. Danger lurked at every turn. She’d face countless unknowns, utterly alone in the dark, groping for that narrow path to a brighter future for herself and Lily Liu.

One misstep, and she’d plummet into the abyss. Forced to restart. And before her role-play points dipped negative, she might endure this world’s cruel punishments for failure.

Maybe even death would be kinder than that fate.

But Lulu Lu wouldn’t back down.

Betting both their destinies, she chose to go all out—a dramatic, spur-of-the-moment escape. Win or die? Fine. With a save file, she could reload and try again. Again. And again.

Her second approach: trace the problem to its root.

Why fake Lily Liu’s sick leave? To handle the school issue.

Why handle the school? If Lily skipped class unnoticed, the school would alert both sets of parents. Police might get involved. Even hiding Lily at home wouldn’t last.

So—could Lily’s absence feel *reasonable*?

Yes. Easily.

Just win over Lily Liu’s parents. Have *them* file the sick leave. Problem solved.

Lulu Lu wasn’t sure it’d work. Previous attempts hinted Lily’s parents were money-grubbing… but would they hand their daughter over for cash?

Still—Lulu Lu was *rich*. Extremely rich.

In the White Lily Republic, her adopted otherworld nation, the currency was the lily coin. One lily coin held purchasing power roughly equal to one US dollar in China—very valuable.

1.2 million lily coins could buy a small suburban villa and cover a family’s expenses for over a decade.

Like Plan One, she could gamble. Use these material things to “buy” Lily Liu. Make her parents willingly hand her over.

But Lulu Lu disliked this path. It objectified Lily completely. She hated reducing someone’s life—and love—to a transaction.

Could a loved one be bought? If so… wasn’t *her* love also just a price tag?

Could love, measured in money, even be called *love*?

She knew real-world love often had a price. But not hers. Not for Lily Liu.

Unique. Pure. Eternal. Like unfading sunlight, forever shining on her beloved’s head.

She wanted her love to be that—never proven by cash.

Yes, she was role-playing a yandere. But not every yandere tactic sat right with her. This one? Hard to stomach.

To reach her goal, she *could* kidnap Lily, confine her at home—zero guilt. From the moment she transmigrated, she framed it all as a game, blaming every misdeed on the Mysterious God. That lifted the burden.

Yet she kept her moral compass. Even treating life like a game, some lines stayed uncrossed.

This plan existed. But she’d only use it as a last resort—when all else failed.

Plan Three? Pure surrender.

One night, pondering, Lulu Lu asked the Mysterious God a burning question:

“Mysterious God, what *exactly* defines a ‘normal ending’?”

The reply came instantly:

“Perfectly role-play as a yandere and write the definitive conclusion to your story. Simply put: maintain a high role-play score while firmly cementing your future with Lily Liu.”

“Cemented? Can you clarify?”

“Sorry, little sister Lulu Lu—this is all I can hint. Remember your ultimate goal as a possessive yandere. Think carefully.”

Lulu Lu thought hard. Her goal? To wholly possess Lily Liu.

Hadn’t she already done that?

Then… why not just *maintain* it?

Simple. Brutal. Achievable.

Beneath her villa lay a hidden basement—her late father’s private room. The entrance hid behind the study’s bookshelf, unlocked only by shifting specific “books” (disguised switches) in precise order.

As a child, Lulu Lu once saw her father emerge from it late at night. Scolded hastily, she scurried back to bed—but never forgot.

Later, curiosity drove her to trail him, memorize the sequence, and sneak in alone.

There, she found his secret: lifelike, life-sized plush dolls—half-human, half-beast. Furries. A kink she recognized from her past life.

Her father, a devoted furry enthusiast, built this sanctuary to seek quiet comfort away from family eyes.

That secret died with him in the accident. Only Lulu Lu remembered.

Her sister Yan Yan Lu? Unlikely to know. Boarding since elementary school, rarely home.

So the plan was clear: hide Lily Liu downstairs. When questioned? Play dumb. “I don’t know where she went.” Throw in the towel.

Surveillance here was sparse—mostly downtown. Her suburban home? Perfect cover.

If Lily left alone from Lulu’s house? Cameras wouldn’t catch a thing.