Home / Transmigrated as a Villain, Now I'm a Yandere Loli / Chapter 122: I Don’t Want to Play the Yandere Anymore

Transmigrated as a Villain, Now I'm a Yandere Loli

Chapter 122: I Don’t Want to Play the Yandere Anymore

Previous ChapterPrev Contents Next ChapterNext

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: I Don’t Want to Play the Yandere Anymore

Her pupils, originally clear due to the tranquilizer, gradually became stained with an eerie red again.

She wanted to possess that concerned smile, that warm embrace, and even her entire being!

But at this moment, the System in her mind spoke up.

[Host, is what you truly want just Ichiko herself?]

Did she want a substitute for her ex-girlfriend?

No, she didn’t.

She just hoped there was someone who would love her.

Perhaps they didn’t need to be exceptionally perfect, could have their flaws, throw small tantrums, but as long as they didn’t betray her and loved her, that was enough.

Coincidentally, having merged with the original owner’s memories...

Ichiko was the one among such girls who was the most captivating.

Is possession truly liking?

But what if Ichiko didn’t like her?

Haruko silently lowered her head, walked lifelessly to the living room to drink some water, and then slowly climbed onto the bed.

The tranquilizer only provided a buffer effect. She curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tightly over herself. The newly bought brown bear plushie sat lonely on the side.

It ultimately couldn’t be its owner’s comfort.

It could only lie spread out against the wall, watching lifelessly as the petite girl in front of it hugged herself uneasily, curled up and trembling.

”Ding-ling~”

The phone rang.

Haruko, still curled up in the blanket, asked, ”Kai, whose call is it?”

[Responding to Host, it’s the female lead Ichiko’s.]

Haruko poked her head out, but quickly pulled it back in.

She didn’t dare to answer, she was afraid.

Afraid that Ichiko would call and say she was only pretending to like her.

Even though she knew Ichiko wouldn’t say that, the memories lingering in her mind choked her like a nightmare.

What she cared about, in the end, wasn’t herself.

It had always been the original owner, Haruko, who had long been taken over.

Ad slot: Chapter read

Wasn’t she also constantly playing the role of the obedient and likable Haruko?

The snow outside the window fell thicker and thicker.

The snow was thick, making it difficult for the bicycle wheels to move even on the road.

Puffs of mist were exhaled one after another, accompanied by faint, anxious gasps. Her dark grey hair was already turning white with snow.

The journey that usually took 15 minutes ended up taking almost half an hour.

Ichiko stopped her bicycle and hurried into the community.

Just as she reached the entrance, she ran into Yuna who was about to leave.

Yuna was stunned for a moment. ”Ritsuko, why are you here?”

It must be two in the morning.

Ichiko shivered her cold body and asked anxiously, ”Yuna Ge, is Haruko home?”

”She should be sleeping in her room. Did something happen?”

Hearing Yuna’s words, Ichiko let out a sigh of relief. ”Nothing, Haruko called and said she missed me, so I came over to check on her.”

Yuna showed a helpless smile. ”Little Sister, really, saying something like that in the middle of the night.”

But seeing that Ichiko had really come, the joy in his eyes couldn’t be contained, and he slowly said, ”She’s in her room. Go on in yourself. I have something to do, so I’ll head out first.”

Still have something to do this late?

Looking at Yuna’s hurried figure leaving, Ichiko didn’t think much of it.

After changing her shoes, she quickly went to Haruko’s room door.

Light could be seen through the crack under the door. Haruko should still be awake.

Ichiko gently opened the door, her voice soft.

Not seeing Haruko’s figure in the room made her heart tighten.

Then, catching sight of the lump covered by the blanket on the bed, her tense mood couldn’t help but relax considerably.

------------------------

I’ve posted 70+ Chapters in advance on Patreon.

Webnovel updates will still be daily, as usual.

It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?

[email protected]/SolyuraMT