When the person I used to admire, turned out to be a Yandere!

A/N:- By mistake, I named Emiko’s father and the blond guy whose picture has been uploaded with Emiko; Kouske. So from now on, Emiko’s father->Ryouske. Sorry for the inconvenience and enjoy the chapter.

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[In the evening]

[Kyoto, Japan]

Inside a three-story mansion, the man of the house could be seen walking down the hallway, and heading toward the library with a frown marring his face.

All the servants have seldom seen the man with such a grim demeanor—and they knew the reason behind his displeasure.

The man didn’t pause before reaching the study table at the corner of the library before he slammed the phone he held in his hand, on the table, with an audible crash.

The woman occupying the seat nearby, only glanced at the phone once and like the matter of concern had to do nothing with her, she continued her reading.

“Miyako…you actually plotted against our own child?” More than agitation, disappointment and disbelief leaked through his voice, as Harada Ryouske asked his wife.

Miyako sighed at that before she closed the book, and placed her glasses on the table. Meeting the gaze of her husband she asked, “Call me whatever you want, I don’t care. If it’s about my daughter, I am prepared to go to any length to secure her future.”

Ryouske’s eyes widened and he instinctively clenched his fist in frustration upon seeing how changed of a person, his wife has become in these few years.

However, soon he released a heavy breath and calmed himself down. Miyako wasn’t a child that convincing and coaxing could work. More like, Ryouske has already lost all his hope to make her see, what is right and what actually is wrong for their child.

Miyako has become so blinded by money, power, and status that even bribing a ten-year-old child to secretly take pictures of Emiko and Kouske, didn’t feel wrong to her.

“I can’t stop you from partaking in your stunts, but remember Miyako…if it would come to you and Haruki, Emiko would not even hesitate to choose him. That much love our daughter preserves for that boy. So don’t make our daughter hate us anymore and stop, while things still are not beyond repair.”

Miyako’s gaze turned into a glare, however, it didn’t stop the man from finishing his words and picking up his phone.

Just as he was about to move out and take a smoke, he left some bidding words behind,

“Once, our greatest fortune was our daughter’s happiness, Miyako. And for me, Emiko’s happiness would always remain my priority.”

Miyako remained silent all the way and didn’t interrupt her husband, even though she had numerous words swirling in her mind to counter him.

She knew what she was doing was morally wrong but a future where Emiko could retain her position as a successful woman with a worthy man to support her, always have been Miyako’s dream.

‘Even if Emiko begins hating me it won’t matter.’ Steeling her resolve, she took out her phone to call some agents and through them, provided Emiko and Kouske’s older pictures to the media as well.

However, just as she opened her phone, the news headline flashing on her taskbar, made her eyes widen and her mind, entirely numb.

‘What…on the earth have you done, Emiko?!’

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Last night, Haruki didn’t know when he fell asleep while being cradled in Emiko’s arms.

It had been so long that Haruki didn’t see any of those dreams in his sleep, and had a peaceful slumber all night long.

“Mmm…” Parting his eyes he didn’t find the disturbance of piercing light since the room was still dimly lit.

“Awake?” Hearing the familiar voice from his left, Haruki turned his head, before a pair of beautiful eyes greeted him.

“Morning…” The distance between them was so minimal, that even a slow whisper was enough to greet Emiko.

Emiko shifted closer to Haruki before she grabbed his left arm and after straightening it, she rested her head over it.

Haruki smiled at the adorable attempt to snuggle closer to him.

“Slept well?” Hearing her query, Haruki nodded without hesitation, before he added,

“It was the best night for me…I was at peace…” Using his other hand to move the strand of her hair which was hiding her face, Haruki whispered in a soft tone.

It was the first time when they had spent time like this in bed, early in the morning. Previously, either it was Emiko who remained absent when Haruki woke up, or Haruki’s shyness didn’t let the chance for this pillow talk to arrive.

“I am glad to hear that….” Closing her eyes, Emiko shifted even closer and rested her arm on his chest.

His scent, this warmth was enough to put her mind at ease and the fact that Haruki seemed his usual self, without any sign of yesterday’s unease in his voice, helped Emiko to embrace him without any concern.

The silence between them was so comfortable, to the point where Haruki was tempted to take another short nap, however,

“When are you going to pick that, Emiko-san?” Haruki had been hearing the vibration of her phone for a while now, and it was given that he wasn’t the only one to hear it. However, with her current posture, it didn’t seem Emiko was even planning to check who was calling.

“…should have switched off…” Haruki faintly heard Emiko muttering something before she hid her face in his chest and entirely ignored his suggestion. From the looks of it, Emiko was not in the mood to leave his side.

However, when Haruki’s phone began to ring, soon after Emiko’s phone turned silent, he knew there was something wrong.

…and once he opened his phone he knew, what kind of stunt his innocent-looking Emiko had committed.

Looking at the picture posted on Emiko’s official social media account, Haruki couldn’t help but ask in disbelief,

“E-Emiko-san…isn’t this me?”

The toothy grin Emiko directed at him, which signified how proud she was, wasn’t the kind of answer Haruki was hoping for.

Just what on earth, Emiko was thinking?

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