Making a Move

Never mind, never mind, I am taking back my support for you!

I need to teach you a lesson right now!

Otherwise, the yandere across from us is going to flip out!

He was just about to quickly stop Liguang...

when he realized that Xiaoyue across from them had not flipped out at all.

Instead, she stared at Liguang, her charming eyes narrowing slightly as the corners of her mouth curled into a meaningful smile.

"Heh."

She suddenly laughed.

It was lazy, husky, and carried a teasing tone.

Her gaze drifted down from Liguang's face...

slowly and carefully looking her up and down.

Liguang felt a bit uncomfortable under her stare, but she still puffed out her chest and glared back!

"What are you looking at!"

Xiaoyue, however, unhurriedly withdrew her gaze, her red lips parting slightly:

"I certainly wouldn't be like you..."

"Blushing so hard just from being kissed by the Master."

Her voice remained languid:

"After all..."

"I am not some innocent little girl."

She paused, her charming eyes narrowing slightly as her gaze drifted down a bit further.

Landing on... a certain part of Liguang.

"As for you..."

Her voice grew even lazier, carrying a hint of a profound smile:

"So innocent, blushing this much from a single kiss..."

She revealed a playful smile:

"Could it be..."

"That you haven't had all your functions 'used' by your Master yet?"

Fang Qi: "..."

No, lady...

Is that something you can just say out loud?!

Hey!!

Hearing this, the silver-haired girl's eyes instantly widened!

That little face that had been so smug just a moment ago completely froze!

Then... it flushed completely red!

The crimson data streams in her red eyes flickered violently!

She subconsciously turned her head to glance at Fang Qi, that look...

Panicked, ashamed, guilty!

And carrying a trace of... faint annoyance!

As if to say—

Master... why haven't you used them?!

Fang Qi's mouth twitched wildly.

What the f*ck...!

Then Liguang violently whipped her head back around, glaring death at Xiaoyue!

"Y-You...!"

She was stuttering, the red glow at her fingertips flickering, but she couldn't get a single word out!

Seeing Liguang like this, Xiaoyue was slightly taken aback.

Those charming eyes blinked...

and then she suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes curving into crescents!

"Pfft—"

She let out an uncontrollable laugh, the sound leaking through her fingers, carrying an exaggerated sense of surprise:

"Huh? It can't be true, right? I guessed right?"

Covering her mouth, her shoulders shook gently, her charming face displaying a deliberate 'I think I just discovered a huge secret' kind of astonishment:

"Did I really hit the nail on the head? Are you really still a..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but that look, that expression, that sarcastic tone...

was simply more infuriating than if she had actually said it out loud!

Liguang's phoenix eyes went wide!

The crimson in her red eyes exploded on the spot!

"You are—courting—death—!!"

The laser blades at her fingertips surged explosively!

The crimson beams lit up half of the dim screening room!

And then she slashed straight toward Xiaoyue!

Fang Qi: "?!"

Xiaoyue's gaze sharpened, her black hair flying as the cold gleam of her dagger flashed, meeting the attack head-on!

Two streaks of light and shadow crossed paths in the dim screening room!

The air instantly froze!

"Liguang!"

"Xiaoyue!"

Two shouts of reprimand rang out simultaneously!

Fang Qi bounced right up from his seat!

The uncle also stood up abruptly!

The two women stopped instantly!

Liguang's laser blade halted an inch from Xiaoyue's face!

Xiaoyue's dagger stopped an inch from the side of Liguang's neck!

But neither pulled back; they just stayed locked in a stalemate!

Eyes meeting, sparks flying!

Fang Qi: "..."

Great.

These two yanderes getting together...

is really going to be the death of me!

Fortunately... they didn't actually exchange blows!

Right now, these two women... one with silver hair bristling, a laser blade pointed straight at the other's forehead! The other with black hair flying, the cold gleam of a dagger held across the other's neck!

He could even see... Liguang's beautiful silver hair, perhaps due to the electric current, was actually bristling slightly!

Literally bristling!

On the other side, the uncle also looked helplessly at his own black-dressed mature lady who was exuding a freezing aura.

Fang Qi was helpless too!

Sigh...

Sure enough, I still have to coax her!

He took a deep breath and directly reached out his hand...

He didn't go to pull Liguang's hand, nor did he tug at her arm—this crazy woman was tense all over right now, pulling her forcefully definitely wouldn't work.

He simply used two fingers to familiarly pinch Liguang's currently frosty little cheeks, and then gently pulled outward!

Liguang's small face was pulled out of shape.

Those heterochromatic eyes that had been glaring death at Xiaoyue instantly blinked, her eyeballs struggling to turn and glare at him.

Fang Qi pulled at her cheeks, his tone helpless:

"Liguang, when we were watching the movie earlier, who was it that kept cheering them on?"

Liguang blinked, her cheeks being pulled so her speech was a bit slurred:

"Mmm... dath wath a moofie..."

Fang Qi pulled at her cheeks again:

"But you also said she was friendly before, and you even said their whole group was very friendly!"

"D-dath wath...!"

Liguang's gaze started to dart around.

But the laser blade still wasn't retracted, remaining an inch in front of Xiaoyue.

Only her bristling silver hair softened just a little bit.

Fang Qi continued to pinch her face:

"And yet, how come you're about to fight the moment you meet? Hmm? Didn't you quite like her?"

Liguang's little face was pulled red by him, and the crimson in her red eyes finally dimmed a bit...

but she was still being stubborn!

"She... she inthulted Liguang and Mathter!"

Her voice was slurred, but still carried an unyielding spirit.

Sigh... hard to coax.

Then he saw that on the other side, the uncle also made a move.

The uncle didn't get as hands-on and intimate as he did; he just gently held Xiaoyue's hand that wasn't holding the dagger.

The movement was very light and gentle.

"Xiaoyue."

His voice was still mild, carrying a bit of helpless indulgence:

"Don't be impulsive. We are here today to persuade them, not to fight."

Xiaoyue's eyelashes fluttered slightly, those charming eyes still glaring intently at Liguang.

The dagger didn't move an inch.

"She provoked Master first."

Her voice was languid but carried a chill, her red lips pressed into a straight line.

The uncle sighed, his grip on her hand tightening slightly:

"I know. But she is still young, how long has it been since she awakened? She doesn't know any better, so why are you stooping to her level?"

Xiaoyue pursed her lips and didn't speak, but she didn't put away the dagger either.

Hearing this, Fang Qi's eye twitched.

Hold on...

This uncle?!

Still young? Doesn't know any better?

Are you trying to fan the flames here?!

Sure enough, Liguang was instantly displeased the moment she heard that!

"Hoo are yoo calling yoong! Hoo doethn't know any bedder...!"

Her laser blade inched forward a tiny bit more, but because her cheeks were still being pulled in Fang Qi's hands, she could only protest indistinctly!

Fang Qi hurriedly pinched her face again, stuffing her words back into her mouth!

"Alright, alright, when he says you are young, he is praising you for being youthful and pretty!"

Liguang blinked, and her bristling hair softened a bit more.

Fang Qi quickly struck while the iron was hot:

"So... be a good girl, listen to me, and put the laser blade away. Look at you holding it up like that, isn't it tiring?"

"...Liguang is not tired."

"...Well, Master is tired! You holding that thing up is hurting Master's eyes with the glare!"

So the beam dimmed slightly. But just slightly; it wasn't put away.

Fang Qi: "..."

Quite obedient.

But also not really.

What kind of Schrödinger's obedience was this...

He looked up at the older man, who was also looking at him.

The two exchanged a glance and both shook their heads helplessly.

— Yours is quite stubborn too, huh?

— Mine isn't doing any less in that department.

Fang Qi sighed.

What now?

Hmm... I've got it!

He threw his hands up at the older man:

"Uncle, look at this situation... how about we count down together? When we reach zero, both sides put them away at the same time?"

The older man raised an eyebrow slightly, and a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, carrying a bit of "this young man has good ideas" appreciation.

"Sure."

He nodded and gently squeezed Xiaoyue's hand:

"Xiaoyue, did you hear that? Fang Qi and I will count together."

Xiaoyue pursed her lips and said nothing.

But those dark eyes shifted slightly, acting as a tacit agreement.

Fang Qi also looked at Liguang, whose cheek he was still pinching:

"Did you hear that? When I count to zero, you put it away, okay?"

Liguang blinked, glanced at the older woman in the black dress opposite them who was still holding up her dagger, and pursed her small lips slightly.

"...And what if she doesn't put it away?"

"If she doesn't, Master will help you beat her up!"

"...Really?"

"Really! When has Master ever lied to you?"

Liguang stared at him for two seconds before finally giving in:

"...Alright then."

Fang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the older man.

The two spoke at the same time:

"Three—"

"Two—"

"One—"

"Zero!"

As soon as the words fell—

Both flashes of light disappeared simultaneously!

Liguang's laser blade retracted into her fingertips, and Xiaoyue's dagger instantly slid back into her sleeve!

However, the two women's gazes still clashed in the air.

Liguang glared at Xiaoyue, her small mouth still tightly pursed, her eyes carrying a small threat of "you'd better know what's good for you"!

Xiaoyue indifferently withdrew her gaze. Her expression was like looking at an ignorant little girl throwing a tantrum—too lazy to fuss over it, too lazy to engage.

Fang Qi finally let out a sigh of relief.

Finally...

He looked at the older man.

The older man was also looking at him.

A trace of helplessness flashed in both their eyes, and then...

They both started laughing at the same time.

Their smiles carried a bit of helplessness, as well as a kind of...

Mutual appreciation and sympathy of "so you're an unlucky bastard like this too."

Then the older man gently patted Xiaoyue's hand, his tone gentle but unquestionable:

"Xiaoyue, sit down."

Xiaoyue lowered her eyes slightly and pursed her red lips.

She first cast an indifferent glance at Liguang opposite her, her eyes still holding a trace of faint hostility.

Only then did she gracefully turn around and sit down in the cinema seat next to the older man.

Her black skirt spread out on the seat, her movements the very picture of elegance and poise.

She crossed her legs, revealing a section of fair, slender calves. Her legs were long and beautifully shaped, and the black stiletto heels on her feet shimmered faintly in the light of the movie screen.

She rested one arm on the armrest and placed her other hand gently on her knee... leaning back completely, her chin raised slightly!

Then she turned her face to the side.

She didn't look at the older man, nor did she look at Fang Qi. She just kept her face turned to the side, displaying a perfect profile—a straight and perky nose, slightly pursed red lips, and those half-closed dark eyes.

That posture was lazy yet aloof, noble and coldly glamorous!

It was clearly telling everyone: I listened, but I'm very unhappy right now. Don't mess with me, and coaxing won't work either.

Whoa...

This big sister Xiaoyue had such an aura even when she was angry.

As for his own...

The silver-haired girl was standing in place, her delicate back facing him, her pinned-up silver hair hidden in a crooked beret.

Her small fists were clenched tightly!

She didn't move and didn't speak, just standing there.

Sulking! Hard!

It was that kind of... "I definitely won't turn around on my own, hurry up and coax me" kind of sulking.

Compared to the "don't mess with me" vibe of the aloof mature woman opposite them, it was completely a different style.

Fang Qi sighed helplessly, reached out, and gently tugged at her small hand hanging by her side.

That small hand immediately flicked away lightly.

But without force, just expressing her little dissatisfaction. She just let him hold it, neither breaking free nor responding.

That small back was as stubborn as a little silver wild boar!

Fang Qi: "..."

Sigh...

Yanderes are really hard to coax!