As a yandere, she shouldn’t have shown such vulnerability or exposed the soft side of her heart.
But the tears just wouldn’t stop.
It wasn’t a lie to say Lulu Lu felt *something* for her parents who’d passed away young—but not much. Even with inherited memories and emotions, it wasn’t enough to make her sob.
What truly moved her was Lily Liu’s willingness to comfort her after hearing her past—even if the gesture felt slightly forced.
Lulu Lu cried softly in Lily’s arms for a moment. Soothed by her presence, her breathing steadied, and her gaze toward Lily shifted.
By now, she’d completely forgotten the plan she’d crafted hours earlier—to “train” Lily, to turn her into an obedient pet. Her mind was flooded with only one thought: *like, like, like*. She was utterly infected by *suki*.
For a yandere, the line between “I’ll kill you” and “I love you the most” could vanish with a single glance, a whispered word, or comfort like Lily’s. A yandere’s heart shifts like a child’s mood—sudden, absolute.
Even the most meticulous plans waver for love. Just like Lulu’s carefully prepared elopement, ruined by one small gesture from Lily.
“I love you the most.”
Lulu’s eyes shimmered with unrestrained tenderness as she cupped Lily’s cheeks, whispering her lover’s name:
“Lily…”
“I like you…”
“I like you…”
“I like you…”
She murmured it softly again and again—the only words her heart could form.
“I like you…”
“I like you…”
“I like you…”
Once, twice, three… four, five, six… all the way to one hundred.
At first, Lily nodded along. Then she stopped. Drowsiness crept in; her head dipped.
Maybe she thought Lulu was just playing. But every “I like you” carried equal weight—none deeper, none lighter.
Lily Liu was the only light in her world right now.
Lulu didn’t mind the drowsiness. In “like mode,” a yandere forgives every flaw.
As long as Lily didn’t recklessly try to run, even half-hearted affection wouldn’t anger her.
After the hundredth “I like you,” Lulu gently stroked Lily’s hair.
“Good night, Lily. Remember—I’ll always love you.”
She pressed a soft kiss to Lily’s cheek and closed her eyes.
Soon, steady breaths filled the quiet.
Lulu slept beside her—unguarded, sharing the same bed, the same basement. Truly, in each other’s arms.
Lily jolted awake.
*The key… it’s in Lulu’s discarded clothes.*
If she could grab it silently, unlock the collar… she could vanish. Escape.
She hesitated, gaze lingering on Lulu’s peaceful face.
A silent sigh. She stayed.
What if it was a trap? She hadn’t forgotten the morning’s punishment… or that chilling whisper:
*“I’ll eat Lily bit by bit, you know?”*
Gambling Lulu’s tenderness—and her own fingers—wasn’t worth it.
Better to sleep. At least tomorrow still held hope.
Once Lily’s breathing deepened, Lulu’s eyes fluttered open.
“What a good girl~” she whispered, warmth blooming deeper in her gaze.
She’d been testing her. And Lily had passed.
Lulu had feared Lily might strangle her in sleep, smother her with a blanket—easy ways to end her.
But Lily never even considered it. Never searched for the key.
Of course. Killing someone you care about—even a kidnapper—isn’t simple.
Even a yandere like Lulu would only raise a cleaver after total betrayal.
An ordinary girl like Lily? Even handed a knife, she might not strike.
…
…
Monday morning.
Lulu rose early. She left Lily a full day’s food, manga for distraction, and a covered basin with the exhaust fan running—thoughtful, temporary solutions. She’d get a proper chamber pot later. Or move Lily back upstairs once things cooled. Not yet.
At school, Lulu acted perfectly normal: homework submitted, morning reading done. Waiting.
During roll call, monitor Luo Liuli noticed Lily’s absence and asked Lulu.
“I don’t know,” Lulu said, eyes wide with believable surprise.
Luo Liuli nodded and reported it.
Lulu already knew what came next: the teacher would call Lily’s parents, trace the weekend, then come for her.
Her stage was set.
Right on cue, before first period, she was summoned to the office.
The homeroom teacher looked flustered, voice quick:
“Lulu, do you know where Lily went?”
Lulu quietly steeled herself.
*Showtime.*
