How to Handle a Yandere Harem - Chapter 8 - Elizabeth

Elizabeth Herrscherin has served as a secret government agent since she was 8. She is known for her exceptional skills and is classified as S Rank, with the potential to achieve SSS Rank. Her missions have always been executed with remarkable efficiency. 

For example, she once thwarted a cyber-attack on the national power grid by using her advanced hacking skills to identify and neutralize the threat within hours. 

On another significant mission, Elizabeth infiltrated an underground network to recover stolen nuclear codes. She retrieved the codes and ensured their safe return to the government, all without arousing suspicion.

(Yanderes, individuals who are obsessively in love to the point of madness, are immune to charm abilities because of their intense fixation on a specific person. Charm skills, instead of redirecting their affection, only intensify their existing obsession, rendering such abilities ineffective against them.)

Adriel Koiwai, despite his unremarkable physical prowess, possessed a special ability to charm that compensated for his physical limitations. 

This ability allowed him to win over anyone in the world, except yanderes, whose resistance only led them to become more infatuated with their current object of affection. 

The government, concerned that Adriel might exploit his charm to manipulate election outcomes or even seize control over government officials, tasked Elizabeth with monitoring him. 

Given the sensitive nature of the mission and the high stakes involved, they sought a subtle yet effective approach.

Elizabeth, merely ten years old at the time, was strategically placed in a residence near Adriel’s to closely observe and counter any misuse of his abilities in a manner that was as inconspicuous as it was effective.

Initially, Elizabeth Herrscherin regarded Adriel Koiwai solely as a mission objective. 

Over time, however, her approach softened, evolving beyond strict professionalism. 

This shift began with routine greetings and gradually escalated to more personal interactions, such as inquiries about his day and comments on the weather. 

These exchanges led Elizabeth to experience emotions previously unknown to her, causing her to see Adriel not just as a target but as a man in his own right.

This emotional involvement did not go unnoticed. When the government recognized the escalation of Adriel’s threat level from potential to actual SSS Rank, they decided to take drastic measures. 

They sent an assassin known solely by his nickname, “The Crimson Shadow,” a figure infamous for his ruthless efficiency and menacing presence that would send shivers up and down one’s spine. 

Cloaked in dark garments that blended with the night, “The Crimson Shadow” had eyes that seemed to gleam with a predatory light, and his movements were both graceful and lethal. 

No one knew his real name. His nickname was a testament to his reputation, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went, his identity as elusive as the whisper of a blade slicing through the air.

Confronted by “The Crimson Shadow,” an SSS-ranked assassin, Elizabeth knew she was at a disadvantage despite her considerable S-rank strength. 

The fear of failing her mission urged her to consider retreat as the sensible option. Yet, despite the logical choice to distance herself, a deep, unyielding force within her spurred a decisive confrontation.

Before “The Crimson Shadow” could execute his mission, Elizabeth chose to confront him head-on at the airport, embarking on what she believed to be a suicide mission. 

She employed her fire magic and tactically used the airport’s environment — hiding behind structural pillars, weaving through luggage conveyors, and summoning barriers of flame — to fight with all her might. 

Despite her efforts, Elizabeth’s attacks seemed futile against the assassin’s overwhelming prowess.

“Why did you rebel, little Liz? Don’t tell me you’re doing this for the brat…” His voice was dripping with scorn.

Silence was her only reply, her focus unyielding.

“No… it can’t be that the little killing machine fell in love,” he mocked, his laugh cold and calculated.

“Shut up!” Elizabeth’s scream echoed as a tempest of rage, manifesting her anger and fear for someone dear to her — Adriel. It was an anger born of genuine concern, a feeling foreign to her.

“I’m going to enjoy killing that Adriel right before your eyes, so you will remember your place.” 

“No…” 

Elizabeth’s heart was seized by fear, not of “The Crimson Shadow” but of losing Adriel. This fear ignited a frenzy within her.

As Elizabeth screamed, her elegant attire was consumed by flames, transforming into battle armor that shimmered under the airport lights. Her blue eyes blazed with an intensity that matched her enveloping flames, and her long blonde hair danced wildly in the air, propelled by the surge of her fire mana. This transformation wasn’t just a shift in appearance but an embodiment of her will to protect, her beauty mingling with the ferocity of her power in a striking display. In this berserker state, she was fueled by a maelstrom of emotions.

As Elizabeth’s mana spiraled wildly out of control, the very ground beneath them began to erupt in fierce, unyielding flames. These flames, a manifestation of her tumultuous emotions and unchecked power, started to corner “The Crimson Shadow.” The air was thick with the heat of her rage and the intensity of her determination to protect Adriel at all costs.

In this heightened state, Elizabeth’s actions took on a yandere-like fervor, her sole focus on safeguarding Adriel from any harm. Her movements, both graceful and deadly, were fueled by a mix of love and obsession, a dangerous combination that left little room for mercy. As she advanced, the flames responded to her will, weaving around her in a dance of destruction.

“The Crimson Shadow,” despite his superior rank and combat skills, found himself overwhelmed by the sheer force of Elizabeth’s mana. In a pivotal moment, enveloped by the inferno summoned by Elizabeth’s uncontrolled power, he attempted to retaliate, but the flames were relentless. In her state of frenzy, Elizabeth’s actions became less about strategy and more about unleashing her full might, driven by the singular thought of Adriel’s safety.

Amidst the chaos, a tragic misstep occurred. Elizabeth, in her overwhelming desire to protect, inadvertently unleashed a devastating surge of mana that consumed “The Crimson Shadow.” The assassin, caught off guard by the intensity of the attack and unable to escape the fury of the flames, was defeated, his demise a stark testament to the power of Elizabeth’s unchecked emotions.

With “The Crimson Shadow” vanquished, Elizabeth stood amidst the ruins, her mana slowly receding, leaving behind the evidence of its wrath. Her voice, soft yet firm, broke the silence. “Adriel, my love, no matter what, I will never let anyone hurt you.” 

It was in this moment, fueled by love and a fierce determination to protect, that Elizabeth transcended to SSS rank, a testament to the profound and transformative power of her emotions.

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At that moment, Elizabeth was on her way to the council. She was determined to convince the council to cancel Adriel’s mission at all costs. Traveling in her personal car, she was en route to the council headquarters.

“Adriel, I will protect you from this lunatic. I won’t let him use you.”