My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 83

Chapter 83: Wait… Did I Come Here Just to Get Kidnapped?

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How long had it been since I last visited Muna’s house? I felt like it had been at least five years. While we had done plenty of house dates at my place since we started dating, this was the first time at hers. For some reason, I was feeling nervous.

“Haa-kun, you’re nervous. How cute!”

“Don’t just casually read my mind! Of course I’m nervous. I’m going to my girlfriend’s house, after all.”

“What is it? Are you having naughty fantasies? I don’t mind making them come true, you know. Or rather, should we just do it?”

“Stop it! I want to have a wholesome relationship!”

Well, I say that, but I’ve been venting quite a bit on the internet. I’ve poured out so much lust that I’m confident I’d die on the spot if anyone ever saw it. Seriously, why does this girl tease me so much? Well, it’s not like I hate it. It’s just… embarrassing, I guess. I have a tiny bit of resistance because I want her to see only the cool sides of me as her boyfriend.

After walking for a few minutes, a somewhat large house came into view—one that wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call a mansion with a gate—bearing a nameplate that read “Tanatsuki.” Ah, I remembered now. Come to think of it, Muna’s father was a hotshot producer who made good money. 

Wait, a producer? No, there’s no way.

“Pardon the intrusion.”

I opened the gate, lined up my shoes neatly and politely in the entryway, and headed toward Muna’s room as she had instructed. However, the moment I stepped inside, I strongly doubted my own eyes at the sight before me.

And for good reason. Plastered across the wall was a giant photo of me fast asleep. On the desk were pens and handkerchiefs I was supposed to have lost, and even clothes, all meticulously preserved. 

Eh, what is this? This is a textbook yandere room.

Misaki was the same way, but this was scary. No. This was reeeeeally scary. I knew she loved me to a pathological degree, but I didn’t think it went this far… 

Wait, am I on a one-way track to being kidnapped and confined?

I came here today to study Stella☆Walker, right? I didn’t come here to be locked up by Muna, did I?

“…Haa-kun, you saw it. Ahaha, that’s the wrong room, you know?”

A cold voice called out from behind me, sending a shiver down my spine. When I timidly turned around, there stood Muna, clutching a knife in one hand, staring at me with lifeless crimson eyes and a faint smile. 

Oh, this is the part where I get murdered.

“M-Muna-san? Um, I didn’t mean to. This was strictly an accident. So please, at least spare my life.”

I tried staring desperately into Muna’s eyes with an all-out plea for mercy.

Stab.

But it was in vain. Muna came toward me and thrust the knife into my shoulder. However… with a sliding sound, the blade of the knife retracted. Um, in other words, this was… one of those toy knives from whenever?

“Ahaha, just kidding! I’m lying, I’m lying! You’re right, this is my room! Oh, did I creep you out?”

The moment I realized that, relief washed over me and my strength gave out. Looking at Muna, she was laughing quite joyfully with a mischievous “gotcha” smirk on her face. I was completely played. No, wait, what about this wall and my lost belongings!?

“Hey, Muna, what is this?”

“Hmm? It’s my love. Love. Whether I’m sleeping or awake, no matter what I’m doing, I want to feel you. I want you to look at me. I want to look at you. I want to feel that I belong only to you, and that I’ll spend my whole life drowning in you. Your face, your voice, your warmth, your scent. I want to feel every part of you, forever and ever.”

Asking might have been a mistake. Just when I thought she had returned to normal, the light vanished from her eyes again. This likely wasn’t an act or anything. This was the real deal. 

…Why am I loved this much? I mean, I’m happy about it, but still.  Besides, her face is really beautiful. Truly.

But seriously, when did she take these!? And when did she take those photos!?

“The pens and handkerchiefs… When did you take them?”

“Hmm, maybe I sneaked in while you were sleeping?”

Whoa. Whoooooa. She just casually confessed to breaking and entering. Wait, how did she get in? I’m sure Mom said she only gave a spare key to Rin.

“Rin-chan made a spare key a little while ago. Then she gave it to us~”

“It was Rin’s doing! And don’t just casually read my mind! In fact, how can you read my mind!?”

“Hm? As your girlfriend, it’s only natural to know what my boyfriend is thinking, right?”

Muna said it casually, with a look that suggested it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

No, it’s not obvious at all? Also, I’m very sorry, but I don’t know? I don’t know what Muna is thinking. Well, aside from the fact that she’s thinking about me… Ah, I guess I do know.

Anyway, back to the main topic. How do I even bring up the main topic in this situation? How can I possibly appreciate idols like this??!! If I even accidentally say another girl is cute, I’ll be one “arm-chop” away from being locked up. Not that I’d ever think anyone else was cute.

Muna is already cuter than any idol out there, after all.

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