Chapter 81: The Yandere Wen Yin

Yandere…

Su Qi had come across this term before in anime.

It referred, mostly, to people whose love had twisted into an unhealthy obsession.

People with this kind of personality would develop a morbid attachment to someone or something, possessive to the extreme, capable of doing very extreme things.

Su Qi had always thought that, as plain as he was, a Yandere could never appear in his life.

And even if one did, it certainly wouldn’t be the gentle, sweet Elder Sister Wen Yin who lived next door.

But now, hearing Elder Sister Wen Yin speak a specific date and watching her crawl toward him, trailing her fiery red skirt—

Su Qi’s feelings were a tangled mess, because it seemed that Elder Sister Wen Yin really was that so-called Yandere!

However, after getting through the initial phase of adjustment, Su Qi had grown used to Elder Sister Wen Yin’s closeness.

Now, although Su Qi still felt a tiny bit afraid inside, for the most part, he could accept it.

After all, Su Qi knew that Elder Sister Wen Yin’s transformation into a Yandere was partly his own fault for neglecting her lately.

He could understand, but—

Understanding didn’t solve the problem…

What exactly did Elder Sister Wen Yin mean by “treatment”? And why had she come to the foot of the bed?

“Wen… Wen Yin-jie, what are you… what are you doing?”

Hearing Su Qi’s trembling question, Elder Sister Wen Yin didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, she gazed at Su Qi’s stunning, jade-like legs, lightly licked her glossy lips, and then replied,

“Xiao Qi, I know. You’ve been ignoring me because you’re worried that, as a Young Woman, you won’t be able to satisfy me with my Demon Enchantress ability. But now, I can prove it to you.”

“Pro-prove? How—”

Having just been kissed, and being a total novice at romance,

Su Qi still hadn’t caught her breath when, halfway through her sentence, she felt a lithe black tail dart through the flaming red skirt, and suddenly, her body felt a chill.

A familiar little cutie appeared in her field of vision.

“Xiao Qi, you’re so naughty. After secretly transforming into a Young Woman, you immediately put on this kind of underwear.”

Seeing the cute panties that An Xiaoling had forced her to wear, now held in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s palm, and listening to her teasing—

Deprived of protection, and missing the warmth, Su Qi, only now realizing what was happening, instinctively pressed her long, straight legs together in utter shame.

She wanted to explain, but before she could think of how to say it, the next moment, her tightly-closed pink knees were gently parted by a pair of soft hands.

In Su Qi’s astonished gaze, a lovely violet shadow began to vanish beneath the fiery red skirt.

“Wen Yin-jie, what… what are you… doing?”

Because she was lying flat on the bed, and with the fiery Phoenix Dress blocking her sight, Su Qi lost track of Elder Sister Wen Yin, feeling the growing warmth under her skirt as someone joined her there.

Su Qi grew increasingly flustered, and ashamed.

In her panic, as she instinctively clamped her legs together,

a vivid scene suddenly flashed through her mind.

Beneath the beautiful, vibrant red skirt, a pair of legs so fair they seemed to glow—the legs she knew all too well as her own.

But in the next instant, between those legs appeared a delicate and elegant face, coming ever closer, clear as day—Elder Sister Wen Yin’s exquisite visage.

[Seemingly discovering a beautiful sight, Elder Sister Wen Yin’s charming face grew more and more excited.]

“Xiao Qi, your body is so honest, you know. Don’t be nervous. I’ll make you happy.”

Hearing the slightly twisted excitement in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s voice, and watching the increasingly intoxicating scene in her mind—

Su Qi felt so embarrassed she was about to lose her mind.

Wh… What exactly is Elder Sister Wen Yin saying to? And this Cross-Sectional Diagram thing, can I turn it off? This is just too humiliating!

“Wen Yin-jie, please, come out—this is too embarrassing~” But before Su Qi could finish, her whole body suddenly shuddered uncontrollably.

The next moment, that tiny bedroom began to echo with waves of blissful sound.

No one knew how long it lasted.

Su Qi only knew that the world was spinning, her breath was ragged, her mind fuzzy, and her Slender Waist weakly collapsed forward, unable to hold herself up.

Her Elder Sister Wen Yin finally paused, licking her crystal-sweet lips before stopping her movements.

Is she done? Thank goodness

As Su Qi tried to steady her breath and relax,

the next second, her delicate, porcelain-white foot was gently lifted by Elder Sister Wen Yin and rested upon her shoulder.

The fiery Phoenix Dress blocked most of Su Qi’s view, but not the vivid images filling her mind.

“Wen Yin-jie, what are you… what are you doing? Please let me… let me down…”

Feeling Elder Sister Wen Yin’s beautiful body press closer, and seeing this shameful position,

Su Qi already had a faint guess in her heart, but still murmured softly out of instinct.

But after her attempt at communication failed, and seeing Elder Sister Wen Yin’s eyes completely filled with pink excitement,

Su Qi suddenly remembered a profound saying:

When some things can’t be resisted, it’s better to enjoy them.

Besides, the person embracing her was the Elder Sister Wen Yin she had always liked.

Maybe, after some spicy loving, her Yandere tendencies would return to normal!

With her mind made up, determined to try this “spicy treatment,”

Su Qi no longer resisted, softly parting her knees, closing her eyes, and ignoring the room full of photos.

Simply following her heart, she savored the delicate contact of the Young Woman’s smooth skin, breathed in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s orchid fragrance, and experienced a happiness that belonged to Young Women.

For the first few minutes, Su Qi found the joys of being a Young Woman truly wonderful.

She had to admit, girls really were a bit more sensitive than boys.

But as time went by, Su Qi gradually noticed something was off.

Why, in the Cross-Sectional Diagram, did it look like she and Elder Sister Wen Yin were becoming more and more connected—almost as if some kind of transparent, double-ended device used between girls was linking them together?

Realizing this, Su Qi was struck by a bad premonition.

Could this be a modification Su Qi’s Mother-in-law made?

No, something’s definitely not right!

As time went on and Su Qi observed more closely, she realized—

Each time she got close to Elder Sister Wen Yin, that connection seemed to grow stronger.

After every wave of pleasure, that unknown device would even get a little bigger.

At the same time, she could sense some kind of energy flowing over from Elder Sister Wen Yin.

What… What in the world is this?

Everything was so bizarre, and Su Qi, who’d been lying there in bed the whole time, couldn’t help but grow anxious.

“Wen Yin-jie, stop for a moment, I’m scared!”

Hearing Su Qi’s fearful voice again and feeling her struggle,

Gu Wen Yin slowly stopped and used her tail to unlock the Chain that had bound Su Qi’s wrists.

Regaining the freedom of her hands, Su Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Sister Wen Yin really was still gentle and caring after all.

But before she could finish that sigh—

The next second, Su Qi suddenly felt her Slender Waist being embraced.

After another dizzying whirl, she found herself in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s arms, with that mysterious device still present.

Noticing the compromising position, Su Qi stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

And under Su Qi’s astonished gaze, her gentle Elder Sister Wen Yin’s phoenix eyes shone with a bright pink light of excitement:

“Xiao Qi, if you’re scared, just hold me tight.” As she spoke, Elder Sister Wen Yin started to move again.

Hold tight?

Hearing this, Su Qi felt completely helpless.

If she held Elder Sister Wen Yin tight, wasn’t she just exposing her weakness?

Wen Yin-jie, calm down… that can’t get any bigger, please don’t let that energy come in… if this keeps going, I’ll… I’ll…

“Wait, Wen Yin-jie, what are you doing, you can’t stand up, please, you really can’t—ah~~”

And so, in the bedroom she had always dreamed of, Su Qi, at eighteen years old, spent an unforgettable coming-of-age birthday, falling blissfully asleep.

As Su Qi slept, thoroughly satisfied for the first time in her life, a slender Chain lightly looped around her delicate, porcelain-white ankle.

Then, a mature, alluring, and slightly twisted voice echoed through the room:

“Xiao Qi, from now on, you’ll always be my Xiao Qi, all right? This time, I won’t ever let you run away again.”