The low, hoarse, trembling voice was like a bolt from the blue, leaving the White Moonlight female lead stunned on the bed.
Unable to recover for a long time.
Yandere Loli Plan!
This was Haruko's plan to break the situation.
The male leads already hated the original host intensely, and now with this kidnapping incident, they would surely hate her even more.
As things stood, the only way to survive was for the female lead to stop them.
Turn over a new leaf?
Ichiko's character setting is that of a soft, gentle White Moonlight. She has many inner thoughts and is easily swayed.
The male leads' assertiveness would often make her lose direction, making her unstable.
Only by leaving a sufficiently deep impression in her heart, making her have to care about herself and protect herself, could she have a chance to survive!
As Haruko's thoughts churned, the System in her mind kept beeping.
[Female lead Ichiko's heart was greatly shocked by the host's words]
[Emotion Value +3...]
[Emotion Value +10...]
This was one of the System's main functions. Whenever important characters from the original novel, whether supporting or main characters, experienced significant emotional fluctuations due to Haruko's actions.
She could gain Emotion Value!
Emotion Value had many uses, including lottery draws, purchasing items in the store, checking future plot developments of the novel, etc.
However, this novice gift package required 100 points of Emotion Value to open.
Others got it for free, but this System required spending money, a purely Pit Little Loli System.
Only 13 points of Emotion Value, far from enough!
Seeing that Ichiko didn't react due to excessive shock, Haruko propped herself up with one hand on the edge of the bed, flipped over, and stood on the bed.
She was dressed very simply today, in a white sailor uniform and black short skirt. Her posture at this moment was condescending.
The White Moonlight female lead gradually recovered, but her eyes were still flustered and helpless. "Haruko, I... I don't understand what you mean."
They had grown up together.
Been good sisters for over ten years.
Ichiko had always only regarded Haruko as her best friend, as the sister she loved and protected the most.
Even though they had many conflicts in the past two years, she still felt in her heart that Haruko was still salvageable, and if she tried harder to correct her way of thinking, the two of them would definitely return to their former relationship.
Become good friends again.
But now, she was like a pudding who wanted to be an astronaut, slapped by a happy grandma.
My former good friend, likes me?
Her mind was in chaos, she lost her composure.
Haruko did not respond to the question she raised.
Then she saw her bend down, her left and right hands propped on the bed board under her armpits.
Haruko, who wasn't even 1.6 meters tall.
Very light.
Ichiko barely felt any weight.
Haruko in her line of sight leaned forward with a bowed waist, and a hint of fragrance wafted into Ichiko's nose.
Her tea-colored beautiful hair hung down on one side of her face. Ichiko watched as that small hand gently stroked her cheek.
Fingertips lightly touching.
Soon, Haruko revealed a charming and loving smile.
Half of it was faked, the other half was genuine affection. The purpose was to make Ichiko realize what she was doing.
Reaching out, she tucked Ichiko's messy beautiful hair behind her ear, and Haruko let out a breath.
After giving Ichiko a few seconds to react and accept.
Haruko's voice was very gentle. "Ichiko, I like you, I like you very, very much. Ever since I was a child, when you protected me when I was bullied, and held my hand leading me from the dark corner into the sunlight."
"I fell hopelessly in love with you!"
Haruko stared into Ichiko's helpless eyes. "I knew that only by being sensible could I stay by your side, so I've always liked you secretly, thinking it didn't matter if you didn't like me, I could just watch you from afar!"
"But, but!" Haruko's tone suddenly became heavy again. "You kept telling me that I was your most precious friend, your most important person, your favorite person!"
"Since you told me that, why did you betray me!"
Like a demon cursing from hell, Haruko's voice became resentful. "Sento, Shin, Inari, since you have me, why did you still approach them!"
The last sentence was almost screamed out.
Ichiko began to struggle desperately, but her entire body was restrained. The words on the tip of her tongue became more anxious. "It's not like that, Haruko, I just..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Haruko suddenly pinching her cheek.
Her voice became pathologically gentle again. "You don't need to explain, Ichiko. No matter what, I will like you, and you can only be mine alone."
The possessive and slightly Crazy tone caught Ichiko off guard.
One second her voice was gentle, the next it took a sharp turn downwards.
Ichiko seemed to guess what Haruko was about to do. Seeing the other person gradually approaching, she said in a flustered and anxious voice, "Haruko, listen to me explain. Whether it's Sento or Inari, I didn't..."
"Mmm!—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Ichiko's eyes suddenly widened.
Her struggling body went still for a moment.
Then came even more violent struggles.
[Female lead Ichiko's heart was greatly shocked by the host's actions]
[Emotion Value +5...]
[Emotion Value +8...]
[Emotion Value +14...]
The Emotion Value prompts in her mind kept ringing.
Haruko knew this was because the series of information was too much for Ichiko's brain to process.
But the novice gift package required 100 Emotion points to purchase, and this was still not enough.
Feeling Ichiko's weak struggles, Haruko sneered inwardly.
Immediately, she shifted her position, moving her beautiful, slightly curved crescent-shaped mouth.
Her sharp little canine teeth bit down hard.
That way, the impression would be deep.
And it was at this moment that the wooden door of this basement was suddenly kicked open. "Miss Ichiko!"
A Suit Man was panting heavily, holding onto the door frame, his face full of anxiety.
The next second, he froze.
What... what was going on?
He remembered the Young Master going crazy after finding Miss Ichiko's location, telling him to hurry over quickly, saying that if he was a moment late, Miss Ichiko would be harmed.
Now it seemed...
She didn't seem to be harmed?
The Suit bodyguard could never have imagined that the scene in the basement would be so ambiguous.
From his side view, Ichiko was restrained, Haruko was kneeling on the bed, leaning forward with a bowed waist, as if she was...
The scene was too beautiful, a little embarrassing to watch.
Immediately, he reacted sharply. He pointed at Haruko sternly, "Let go of Miss Ichiko!"
This voice startled both Haruko and Ichiko at the same time.
She propped herself up with one hand, the bed board let out a muffled creak, and her body lifted lightly.
Haruko's face showed displeasure. She slowly turned her head, a few strands of beautiful hair falling to her eyelids, her gaze sweeping diagonally towards the newcomer. Her crimson eyes gleamed with an unusual light in the dimness.
She didn't know when, but the small knife was already back in her hand.
Then, she held it against Ichiko's neck.
She looked coldly at the Suit bodyguard. "Get out, or you know the consequences!"