Chapter 5: I don’t want to become like that!

In an instant, Someya Sara’s palm-sized face flushed crimson.
Tears welled up in her eyes, full of shame and panic.

Nya?!!

What is this woman doing?!!

At first, Someya Sara thought it was Hoshiori Tsukiyo secretly flirting with Jakui Rinrincho.
But Hoshiori Tsukiyo’s voice came from her left, and she could clearly feel her girlfriend’s body heat. In her blurry vision there was a patch of golden color—like summer sunlight. That was Hoshiori Tsukiyo’s hair. Bright and warm.

If it wasn’t Hoshiori Tsukiyo, then there was only one answer: Jakui Rinrincho.

She—she must have gotten the wrong person.

What an idiot!

Someya Sara didn’t know what to do. She could only let Jakui Rinrincho continue her mischief.

Until…

(Omitted meow.)

And yet, even while all this was happening under the table,

Jakui Rinrincho still wore a smile, looking perfectly elegant and composed, as if the person doing such bad things wasn’t her at all.

“Nn…”
Someya Sara could only bite her lip, body trembling, desperately swallowing the whimpers that threatened to escape.

“Miss Someya?”

Jakui Rinrincho lowered her eyelids. Her beautiful bright eyes reflected the girl’s flushed cheeks as she asked with feigned confusion,
“Are you unwell? Your face looks terrible.”

Hoshiori Tsukiyo turned her head. Her gaze landed on Someya Sara.
The girl’s snow-white cheeks were unusually red, her misty blue eyes clouded with damp fog, lips pressed tightly together as if enduring something.

“Sara, what’s wrong?”

As she spoke, Hoshiori Tsukiyo half-rose from her seat.

Her fingertips brushed lightly through Someya Sara’s hair before settling on her forehead.

“You don’t have a fever…” she murmured.

Those golden eyes, dazzling like sunflowers, shattered the colorful sunlight and filled with confusion.

“I-I’m… fine… Tsukiyo…”
Someya Sara hung her head, biting her lip, voice softer than a mosquito.
“It’s just…”

She was about to say she hadn’t slept well last night and caught a slight cold,

when Jakui Rinrincho suddenly increased the intensity of her teasing.

Someya Sara: “Nn!!!”

QAQ!!

Xiao Nuosang save me!!

My body feels so weird—it doesn’t feel like mine anymore.

Someya Sara remembered Xiao Nuosang.

But the girl had forgotten: to protect host privacy, whenever the host engaged in intimate contact with others, the Main God automatically activated Host Protection Mode and blocked all visuals and audio.

So the moment Jakui Rinrincho first started teasing her, Xiao Nuosang had gone offline.

Xiao Nuosang: 『…It’s over!!!』

“Sara, what’s wrong?”

Hoshiori Tsukiyo, completely unaware that she might have just been cuckolded, blinked worriedly and asked in a hurry.

“N-nothing…” Someya Sara’s soft voice trembled.
“I just… accidentally bit my tongue…”

So easy to bully…

She wouldn’t even fight back when bullied.

Jakui Rinrincho watched Someya Sara’s reddened eyes, thinking these things while her distinct-knuckled fingers lightly traced the tabletop.

So cute so cute so cute.

I like her I like her I like her.

“Is that so?”

Jakui Rinrincho smiled lightly. Her long lashes fluttered, blood-red eyes sparkling.
“Miss Someya is really cute.”

“Truly so cute.”

She continued, the smile between her lips growing stronger—like stars twinkling in a moonlit sky.

“Well then, thank you for the meal.”

With that—under the table—

Jakui Rinrincho finally stopped teasing Someya Sara.

『What just happened, baby?』

At the same time, Xiao Nuosang finally reconnected.

Someya Sara didn’t answer.

Right now…

She felt awful.

Her whole body was limp, not an ounce of strength left.

It’s all this person’s fault!

Fuming inside, Someya Sara lifted her little head, instinctively raising her face, wanting to glare Jakui Rinrincho to death.

But she couldn’t see Jakui Rinrincho.

All that was in front of her was a blurry mass of light and shadow.

This only made Someya Sara angrier.

…

As everyone knows, anger comes in many forms.

When emperors get angry, millions of corpses pile up and rivers run red for a thousand li.

When lesser assassins like Zhuan Zhu, Nie Zheng, or Yao Li got angry, they became comets crashing into the moon or white rainbows piercing the sun—turning their broken bodies into blazing fire.

And our Miss Someya Sara?

The most pathetic of the pathetic—she chose the rarest form of anger: silently seething in helpless frustration.

『…』

Zhuan Zhu, Nie Zheng, Yao Li, and others silently retracted their chapter from the Records of the Grand Historian: Assassin Biographies.

.

As expected, so easy to bully…

Even after being tormented like that, she didn’t resist—just bit her lip and curled up like a little animal in the corner.

Fragile enough, soft enough…

Enough to make someone want to keep bullying her.

Jakui Rinrincho felt an intensely thrilling excitement.

She had only meant to test whether the girl was truly blind, never expecting this kind of reaction…

Her courage was far smaller than imagined.

She really, really liked her. So interesting.

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Time: 『1:04』

Lunch at the Someya house finally ended.

Hoshiori Tsukiyo cleared the table alone as usual.

Someya Sara had wanted to hide in her bedroom, but then remembered the bedroom was on the second floor and semi-enclosed—if Jakui Rinrincho followed her up…

Nope, super bad. Her future would be pitch black!

So, following the principle that the most dangerous place is the safest, Someya Sara hugged her knees tightly and burrowed deep into the living room sofa.

“Miss Someya.”
Not long after, Jakui Rinrincho’s voice came from behind her.
“You weren’t bothered by last night, were you? I noticed faint shadows under your eyes. You must have gone to bed very late.”

Be strong.

Her left brain told her.

Even if you’re a useless husband, the most pathetic of the pathetic—this woman just did something incredibly weird. That’s beyond normal homewrecker behavior. You have to hit hard!

But her right brain whispered: Um… this is the very person you slandered last night. Shouldn’t you be scared instead of hitting hard?

Someya Sara: “…”

Only now did Someya Sara feel a tiny bit guilty.

“No. I didn’t go to bed late.”

“Is that so, Miss Someya?”

Jakui Rinrincho smiled out of habit. Her gaze met Someya Sara’s lightless eyes, paused, remembered she couldn’t see, then narrowed her eyes slightly. A playful, wicked expression wove across her exquisite face, yet her tone remained gentle as ever.

“As long as you’re not overthinking it. Tsukiyo and I are just ordinary friends.”