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

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: The Withering of the Flower of Life

Why, why, why.

Why aren’t you paying attention to me anymore!

Ever since the memories from the basement, Haruko’s love had always felt pressuring, making Ichiko feel breathless every time. Ichiko was very clear about this.

She had been forced by Haruko to say ’I like you’ more than once, and even yesterday, she clearly remembered how intense and profound her passion was.

Why has it changed now?

Why aren’t you responding to me? You always took the initiative before, you always made me feel breathless, right!

”Illusion, it must be an illusion I’m having, something’s wrong with my sense of touch. This... Haruko isn’t asleep, she should be responding to me...”

Ichiko lowered her head again, continuously muttering this sentence.

Inari saw all of this.

This arrogant yet sunny Young Master had such a cold look in his eyes for the first time.

His gaze shifted to the building opposite, which was already empty.

That sniper, who knows where they came from, was definitely professional. They fired one shot, and regardless of whether it hit or not, they immediately fled after firing.

With Ichiko acting like this and Haruko lying in her arms unresponsive, how could Inari not realize?

This gentle girl who had always secretly liked him, who loved him but didn’t dare to confess, had already reached the end of her life?

Even Ichiko had become abnormal.

Starting to babble nonsense.

He couldn’t bear it and averted his gaze, nodding to Professor Su beside him.

Professor Su suppressed the shock in her pupils, took a deep breath, and came to Ichiko’s side. ”Miss Su, please let me see what the situation is. Rescuing cannot be delayed for a moment.”

She extended her hand, but it was slapped away by Ichiko.

”No one is allowed to take away my Haruko!”

She seemed to be going a little mad.

Her hair was disheveled, her face pale and terrifying, her once beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and even her fair skin had taken on a withered yellow color due to the sunlight.

Where was the beautiful appearance of the former White Moonlight campus goddess?

Anyone who saw her would probably curse her as a madwoman.

However, Ichiko was still lowering her head, retracting the hand that was pressing on Haruko’s chest.

She reached out and brought it closer, staring blankly.

”Wrong... wrong... why is she hurt so badly? Haruko should be intact.”

”Wrong, wrong, wrong, Haruko, please don’t lie to me, okay?”

She caressed Haruko’s lips, preparing to perform artificial respiration again to save her.

Her gray-black hair hung down, like strands of dark dye in a fresh flower, floating on the surface one by one, and then, following Ichiko’s movements, wrapped around her wrist and fell.

Only, the original gray-black color was dyed a heart-stopping red.

And she wore a strange, vacant smile, completely lost in her own tragic world.

This scene made everyone present feel a chill down their spines.

Several security guards with insufficient psychological fortitude collectively took a step back.

Crazy!

Many people looked at Ichiko, and this word arose in their hearts.

Finally, Inari couldn’t stand it anymore. He grabbed Ichiko’s hand and loudly broke through her somewhat frenzied state, ”Ichiko!”

A loud shout brought Ichiko back to her senses for a moment.

Inari continued, ”The top priority is to let Professor Su examine Haruko. Regardless of the specific situation, send her to the Hospital first. Do you really know more than a Doctor? If she could be saved last time, there will definitely be no problem this time!”

His words were like a life raft for Ichiko.

That’s right, last time she also thought Haruko had no chance, but she was saved by the Doctor in the end.

It must be the same this time.

Ichiko quickly helped Haruko and looked at Professor Su, her eyes full of hope. ”Professor Su, Haruko is still alive, right? You can definitely cure her, right!”

But this time, how could it be the same as last time?

Professor Su looked at Ichiko, a hint of pity in her eyes.

Last time, Haruko subjectively wanted to leave on her own. She didn’t understand medicine, only thinking it was like on TV, a slight action, and she could quietly wait for her life to end.

Little did she know that the human body protects itself under extreme conditions, and such unknown methods are incomplete and irregular.

But this time was different.

The fatal wound on her chest was devastating.

Fortunately, the rifle used didn’t seem to be of the most destructive caliber, but judging from a professional perspective, the impact zone was almost next to the heart!

The probability of the heart being damaged was infinitely high!

As a Doctor, the most feared thing was the look in the family’s eyes.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and come to Ichiko’s side, comforting her, ”Miss Su, please wait on the side. I will do my best!”

But only do her best.

She took Haruko, helped her lie properly, and quickly called other doctors over.

The fear was that the most critical treatment time had already been missed.

Resuscitation, sending to the Hospital, entering the emergency room, it was another long several hours.

Ichiko hadn’t slept, but she hadn’t said a word either.

Inari stayed by her side the whole time. The usually cheerful big boy’s face wasn’t looking good either.

The most proactive was Shin.

He came to the Hospital, and upon seeing that Haruko was still in the emergency room and hadn’t come out, he only left a sentence, ”I’ll go find the killer,” and then hurried away.

He was arguably the one with the most distant relationship with Haruko.

But he also seemed to be the one who cared about Haruko’s life and death the most.

Time was still passing by little by little, and the doctors were sweating profusely, going in and out of the emergency room.

Inari glanced at Ichiko, who was slumped in a chair, motionless, with her head down, and couldn’t help but speak. ”Ichiko, are you... still conscious?”

Ichiko’s head moved slightly. Her gray-black hair, stained with red, had long been dried by the wind, making it look even worse.

A nutritionist from the Hospital brought lunch. Knowing the situation, she couldn’t help but comfort her, ”Miss Su, have a sip of porridge first. You’ve been sitting here for several hours without drinking anything. You’ll collapse first like this.”

Ichiko gently shook her head, still not speaking.

Inari sighed, ”I know how you feel, but you can’t treat yourself like this, right? Think positively, Haruko protected you because she didn’t want you to get hurt. You should eat and drink porridge even more, adjust your body, and welcome her waking up just like last time.”

Ichiko raised her head numbly. In her dry eyes, tears had long since dried up. ”Really... can it still be like last time? I wish that bullet had hit me instead!”

Twice now. The first time, she almost lost Haruko.

But God was on her side.

But this second time, did she still have such good luck?

With a soft click, the light in the operating room dimmed, and the tightly closed door slowly opened.

A momentary light bloomed in Ichiko’s eyes. She stumbled several times but managed to stand up, forcing herself.

She practically threw herself onto Professor Su, who was covered in sweat. ”Professor Su... Haruko, how is Haruko!”

It must be, it must be like last time, barely saved, and then she’ll scold me, right?

However, Professor Su didn’t speak, only lowered her head slightly.

The light that had bloomed in Ichiko’s eyes gradually dimmed. ”Hey, Professor Su... you, speak up, Haruko... how is Haruko exactly!”

The last sentence was a cry of collapse.

Professor Su lowered her head, clenching her fists tightly, but then released them as if resigned to fate.

”Sorry.”

Two quiet words echoed through the entire corridor.

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