Lulu Lu had no choice but to obediently bow her head and admit her mistake:
“Sister… I’m sorry. I was wrong…”
“What good is saying you’re sorry? Can it bring back the two million Sister lost?”
Yanyan Lu turned Lulu to face her, gently stroking her sister’s cheek while savoring the fear welling in Lulu’s eyes.
“So? What do you think of Sister’s proposal? Shall I call the madam of the brothel right now?”
Lulu didn’t truly believe her sister would do it—just bluffing. She knew this psychological pressure was part of the punishment.
She shook her head frantically, deliberately letting fear ferment until helpless, girlish tears spilled over.
“Wah… Sister, please… just punish me directly… don’t scare me anymore… wah…”
…
Hearing the sobs and seeing the tears, Yanyan Lu’s playful smirk faded. Calmly, she said:
“Now then, my dear little sister—tell me exactly how you treated Lily Liu these past few days.”
A faint, toothy smile curved her lips.
“No lying this time, understood?”
Helpless, Lulu nodded.
She faintly sensed her words would shape her punishment.
Intimidated by her sister’s chilling aura, she dared not lie—and spilled everything.
Head bowed, voice hushed, Lulu recounted it all. Yanyan Lu listened with quiet delight.
When finished, Yanyan Lu clapped lightly and gave a thumbs-up.
“So that’s how it was. Lulu… I never knew you were so *creative*.”
“Given that,” she added nonchalantly, “I’ll file three days of sick leave for you. And I’ll keep you company the whole time, Lulu.”
Alarms blared in Lulu’s mind. She winced.
“But Sister… your research project…”
“Silence.” Yanyan Lu cut her off sharply, fingers pinching Lulu’s chin to force eye contact.
“Do you truly think a project matters more to me than you?”
Her voice cooled, syllable by syllable.
“Now… let’s discuss your punishment.”
“I’ve said it countless times: don’t lie to me. Don’t cause trouble. This time… you’ve deeply disappointed me, Lulu.”
“If you’d simply told me how fiercely you liked Lily Liu—how you wanted to possess her—I’d have helped. But you acted alone, made a mess, then lied. That crossed my line.”
“Y-yes… I’m sorry…” Though her sister’s words carried unsettling weight, apology was all Lulu could offer.
“I *did* consider locking you in the basement and punishing you before your little sweetheart… but that would utterly humiliate you, wouldn’t it?”
As she spoke, Yanyan Lu stroked Lulu’s hair. A trace of unseen tenderness flickered in her eyes.
“So, as my final mercy—I’ll preserve your dignity. But the punishment? Not one ounce reduced. Remember this pain forever. Never repeat this mistake, my dear little sister.”
…
…
The punishment was simple: Yanyan Lu replicated everything Lulu had done to Lily Liu—minus lip-biting and finger-cutting—and doubled the “enjoyment.”
“Sounds harsh already,” Yanyan Lu remarked matter-of-factly, “but my dear sister surely hid details. So… double intensity it is.”
Lulu Lu: ???
Bound tightly, placed in the very room where Lily Liu had suffered—alongside a vibrating toy.
“Twenty-four hours straight,” Yanyan Lu said before leaving with a casual wave.
*This’ll kill me. Absolutely.*
Even in that yandere yuri game she’d played pre-reincarnation, the heroine was never left like this so long!
*It’s over. Totally over.*
Though reloads were rare, Lulu knew this yandere body too well—far more sensitive than protagonists in delicate, submissive-type novels.
Twenty-four hours? She’d die. One hundred percent.
This punishment was worse than reloading.
Regret flooded her as stimulation intensified. No undo button now. Only silent curses for her so-called sister, again and again.
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Meanwhile, Yanyan Lu triggered the bookshelf mechanism and entered the basement.
“Lulu? Back so early? Did you skip—” Lily Liu began instinctively, then froze.
Before her stood not Lulu, but a tall, elegant woman whose face mirrored Lulu’s by seventy or eighty percent.
“Y-you are…?” Lily stammered, eyes wide.
Yanyan Lu sighed at Lily’s disheveled state. “I’m Lulu Lu’s older sister. Yanyan Lu.”
Joy flooded Lily’s face. Happy tears streamed down.
“Lulu’s sister?! Thank goodness! You’re here to free me, right?!”
Yanyan Lu shook her head gently. “Don’t get your hopes up. I’m not here to release you.”
“But… I was kidnapped! As her sister, why won’t you let me go?!”
“Precisely *because* you were kidnapped. If you leave, Lulu’s life ends. I won’t allow that.”
Lily’s hope shattered. She sobbed desperately.
“I swear I won’t tell anyone! Please… Big Sister… let me go!”
A flicker of pity crossed Yanyan Lu’s eyes—but her voice stayed firm.
“If you walk out now, Lulu gets arrested. Is that possible?”
Lily’s gaze dimmed. Yanyan Lu continued, unwavering:
“Little sister Lily Liu—you enchanted Lulu. I admit that. Lulu wronged you terribly. I admit that too. But logic no longer applies here. You *must* understand: there is no other path. The Lily Liu of this world… must vanish. Forever.”
She paused.
“I’ve secured details from Lulu. Your parents will receive no less than ten million. Rest assured. Live here peacefully. Forever accompany Lulu… little sister Lily Liu.”
