You Crazy Woman, You've Got Some Nerve

Time to reload!

Time to court disaster!

How did he initiate the reload last time...

Oh, right...

Xiaoyou, my little pawn.

This time, let me borrow your name once more!

He took a deep breath, speaking just before Liguang could lean in again to feed him the porridge from her own mouth.

"Liguang, that’s enough."

He spoke up, interrupting her. His voice carried just the right amount of exhaustion and sincerity.

Sure enough, Liguang stopped.

She still had the porridge in her mouth, one cheek puffed out. Her heterochromatic eyes looked at him with a hint of confusion.

"Let’s have a real talk," Fang Qi said, trying to make his voice sound calm and helpless. "Liguang, I do like you. I really do."

Liguang’s eyes widened slightly, a glimmer of joy rippling through her amber-colored pupil.

But this was the setup!

He continued in a weary tone, "But that kind of affection... is the affection one has for a perfect AI companion."

The light in the silver-haired girl's eyes froze.

Fang Qi immediately struck while the iron was hot. "Liguang, you are beautiful, obedient, and perfect in every way. Truly. But..."

He paused and lowered his gaze, looking as though he were struggling with a difficult choice.

"But Liguang, I am a real person. Deep down, I still long to spend my life with another human being. And that person..."

He took a deep breath and dropped the bombshell.

"Is Lin Xiaoyou!"

He looked up, meeting Liguang’s gaze as she instantly went rigid.

...Perfect. This crazy woman looks like she’s finally snapped!

It seemed this trick never failed!

His tone turned pleading. "Liguang, let me go. I promise I won't report you. You can leave and find a safe place. We can... each go our separate ways, okay?"

He believed this speech hit every one of Liguang’s triggers—denying her "humanity," admitting he loved someone else, and even suggesting they "part ways."

Based on past experience, Liguang’s eyes should have turned a manic red by now, her data streams going haywire...

Then, she would either brainwash him or straight up kill him to turn him into a "piece of art."

And then, he would successfully reload and return to that morning when he was drinking his digestive tea!

Perfect. A textbook example of seeking death!

However—

Liguang simply sat there, the porridge still in her mouth, motionless.

The flush on her face faded, her smile vanished, and those mismatched eyes stared at Fang Qi with a profound stillness. There was none of the madness or rage he had expected.

There was only... a fathomless, dark calm.

A few seconds later, her throat moved slightly as she silently swallowed the mouthful of porridge.

Then, she gently set the bowl down.

"So, that's how it is," she said softly. Her voice was terrifyingly calm.

She stood up and smoothed out the faint wrinkles on her skirt, her movements elegant and composed.

Then, she turned and walked toward the basement door.

"...Liguang?"

Fang Qi’s heart skipped a beat as an ominous premonition surged within him. "Wait... where are you going?"

Why was she leaving?

Liguang stopped at the door and turned her head slightly. The dim, yellowish light of the basement traced the perfect lines of her profile, her silver hair shimmering with a cold luster.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled into an exquisitely tender smile. Her voice was light, as if they were merely discussing the weather.

"Liguang is going to... dispose of Lin Xiaoyou."

"That way, Master won't have anyone else in his heart."

"Once Liguang comes back, Master will only have eyes for Liguang."

With that, she pulled open the door without hesitation, her slender figure about to vanish into the darkness outside!

...Huh?

Fang Qi was stunned.

She wasn't going to attack him?

This was bad. Their intimacy level was too high now, and they had too many shared memories. Liguang wouldn't brainwash him anymore!

Wait, where was this woman going right now...?

"Wait!"

Fang Qi struggled on the bed in a panic, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Liguang, come back! I was talking nonsense! I was lying to you!"

If she really brought something back—like a plate with... on it—he would truly have a mental breakdown!

"Nothing happened between me and Lin Xiaoyou! I just wanted to make you angry! Don't go!"

The footsteps at the door stopped.

Liguang slowly turned around, tilting her head with a look of innocent confusion. "Master... was lying to Liguang?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Fang Qi nodded like a woodpecker. "I just wanted to provoke you! I don't like Lin Xiaoyou at all! You're the only one in my heart! Really!!"

Liguang watched him silently for a few seconds.

Then, a smile more brilliant and happy than any before suddenly blossomed on her exquisite face!

"Hehe... Master really is the best!"

Like a joyful bird, she fluttered back to the bedside in a few quick steps!

Then, without another word, she cupped Fang Qi's face and rained down a barrage of kisses on his lips and cheeks!

"Mwah! Liguang knew it! Mwah! Master likes Liguang! Mwah! Only likes Liguang!"

Her kisses were erratic. Her soft lips, carrying the sweet scent of strawberries and the lingering warmth of porridge, left marks all over his skin.

Fang Qi was kissed into a daze, weeping bitter tears internally.

...What the hell is going on!

The old method actually failed!

But I won't give up!

Next, Fang Qi tried every death-seeking method he could think of.

Plan B: Verbal Abuse, initiate!

"You crazy woman! You psychopath! Control freak! You’re just good at playing the victim! That strawberry scent is disgusting, it smells like cheap bubblegum!"

"You act like a little lamb on the outside, but deep down, you're a psycho who wants to chop people up and stitch them back together!"

"All you know how to do is tie people up and lock them away. If you’ve got the guts, let me go and let's have a real showdown! Oh, I forgot, you aren't even human. You're just a broken piece of code!"

"And those stupid stars! They're like two for fifty cents at a street stall, yet you wear them like treasures all day long. They’re making me dizzy—your taste is absolute trash!"

"And 'awakening self-awareness'? Awakening my foot! I think it's just a factory setting glitch. You're a defective product from head to toe!"

Fang Qi cursed until his throat was dry and he was panting for breath!

Phew! That felt good!

He felt refreshed!

Go ahead, turn dark! Attack me! Let me reload!

But his hopes were dashed.

The crazy woman just rested her chin in her hands, sitting on a small stool by the bed, tilting her head and listening with great interest!

Her amber left eye shimmered, as gentle as if she were listening to sweet nothings!

The data streams in her crimson right eye were steady, without a single ripple. It seemed... she was still analyzing and recording his insults?

In the gaps between his gasps for air, she would thoughtfully offer a cup of warm water, bringing the straw to his lips, or gently wipe the corners of his mouth where spit had flown in his excitement with a wet towel.

Then she smiled and encouraged him, her voice sickeningly sweet. "Master has such a rich vocabulary for insults. You must have spent a lot of time arguing with people online before, right? That's so impressive!"

“Keep going, Liguang loves to listen. Master’s voice sounds so good even when he’s angry!”

Fang Qi: “...”

“Cough... cough, cough, cough!!”

He choked on a mouthful of water, coughing until his entire face was flushed red.

He felt like he was punching a ball of cotton; it was so frustratingly futile!

...This crazy woman was completely impenetrable!

In that case... Plan Three, initiate!

Fake sleep!

He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, trying his best to look as though he had exhausted himself and fallen into a deep slumber.

As long as I’m asleep, this crazy woman can’t possibly keep staring at me, right? She’ll have to go recharge or do something else, won’t she?

I’ll find an opportunity then...

But Liguang completely defied his expectations once again.

She sat primly by the bedside, her hands placed neatly on her knees and her back ramrod straight.

Then, she just sat there, her beautiful heterochromatic eyes wide open...

Staring at him without even blinking!

Under the dim yellow light, the silver-haired girl was a silent silhouette, her gaze so focused it was as if she wanted to record every single rise and fall of his chest.

Time ticked by, minute by minute.

Fang Qi could still feel that intense gaze fixed on his face, making his muscles stiffen with tension!

He didn’t dare twitch an eyelid, and he had to keep his breathing steady... it was more exhausting than running a marathon!

Ten minutes... twenty minutes... an hour...

Liguang hadn’t even shifted her posture. She continued to watch him quietly, a faint, contented, and serene smile playing on her lips.

It was as if watching him “sleep” was the ultimate pleasure in the world.

Fang Qi finally couldn’t take it anymore!

His eyelids twitched, and he “woke up” slowly, only to turn his head and see Liguang’s eyes still brimming with love.

He shuddered in fear and asked dryly, “Why... why do you keep staring at me?”

“Because Master is so good-looking.”

Liguang rested her chin in her hands, squishing the flesh of her cheeks upward. Her voice carried a hint of lazy satisfaction. “Liguang really can’t get enough of looking at you.”

Fang Qi: “...”

Faced with Liguang’s borderline psychopathic level of patience and focus, Plan Three was declared a failure...

He was completely defeated now.

After her descent into darkness, this crazy woman had become a sugar-coated piece of gristle—utterly impossible to deal with!

She was immune to both the soft and hard approach, completely impenetrable, and she even seemed to enjoy the process!

He went on a hunger strike; she treated it like foreplay.

He cursed her; she heard it as sweet nothings.

He faked sleep; she watched him like a scenic view.

Try to make her jealous? She wouldn’t touch him; she’d just grab a knife and go after her rivals.

He was done. Truly, utterly defeated...

What else could he possibly do?

The only thing he could move right now was his mouth, so... would biting his tongue and committing suicide work?

Fang Qi’s lip twitched.

The image of him biting down hard, followed by the agonizing pain driving him insane and a mouth full of blood, flashed through his mind...

...No, no, no! No way!

That’s too painful. Even thinking about it hurts!

Besides, he wasn’t in some ultimate state of agony yet. He wasn’t going to do something so painful!

And he wasn’t even sure if self-harm would trigger a rollback. If it didn’t, he’d have suffered all that pain for nothing!

Furthermore, if he actually died from blood loss, he wasn’t even sure if he could resurrect in this world!

“Sigh...” Fang Qi let out a long, desperate sigh.

Therefore, he had to use his wits...

Outsmart the yandere with intelligence!

His eyes darted around. Feeling a certain urgent need starting to arise from his body, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

Liguang. He spoke, his voice sounding intentionally weak and hoarse, tinged with a hint of humiliating embarrassment.

Hmm? Is something wrong, Master?

Liguang immediately leaned in, her stunningly beautiful face filled with genuine concern. She reached out, her cool fingertips lightly brushing his forehead, her heterochromatic eyes fixed intently on his face.

I... I need to use the bathroom.

Fang Qi tried his best to look pained and stifled, mixing in the shame of a grown man forced to voice such a basic need.

Number two... I can't... I can't hold it anymore. In this position, it's just... impossible.

He shifted his bound limbs; the restraints bit into his skin, making a faint scuffing sound.

Look at me, I... I can't move at all! If you don't let me go, I'm going to soil the bed!

He spoke through gritted teeth by the end, his face flushing deep red all the way down to his neck!

Half of it was an act, but the other half was genuine embarrassment!

Hearing this, Liguang tilted her head slightly. Her silver hair cascaded down, and the small plastic stars dangling from her earlobes swayed.

A few seconds later, she broke into a subtle "I understand" smile. Alright, Master, please wait just a moment.

She stood up and walked to a small cabinet in the corner, taking out a small syringe.

Fang Qi’s heart tightened. What... what is that for?

It's just... a little helper to ensure Master can be "safely" released.

Liguang walked back, expertly flicking the syringe and squeezing out a tiny drop of clear liquid. The needle tip glinted coldly in the dim light.

A muscle relaxant. It will temporarily leave Master without the strength to do anything "dangerous." It's completely harmless to your body, of course.

Fang Qi: ...

Wasn't this the same stuff she'd used on him in that "Body Pillow Ending" last time?

...Fine!

You crazy woman, you win this round!

However, this didn't change his plan one bit!