My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Odd Relationship
“I’m in,” Asher finally nodded, agreeing with her. The choice felt heavy on his shoulders, but he couldn’t afford to think about morals right now.

Besides, he’d be lying to himself if he said the thought of killing the one responsible for his death didn’t excite him a bit.

They had killed him, and no matter how cool-headed he was, deep down, he was angry.

“You made the right choice,” she said, standing up and brushing off her clothes.

He focused his attention, waiting for her next words.

But instead of talking more, she turned around and picked up something behind the sofa.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Instead of answering, she started pulling clothes from her pile of shopping bags and laying them out on the floor.

He watched her closely as she held up each piece. From time to time, she glanced at him, her brow furrowing in thought.

“Nope, not that one,” she said, tossing a loud-patterned shirt aside. It landed in a heap with the other rejected items.

Asher couldn’t help but wonder why she was putting so much effort into dressing a corpse like him.

“What’s the purpose of all this?” he finally broke his silence.

“You need to dress yourself before you go outside. You look like a dead person.”

“I am a dead person,” he pointed out.

Lucy pursed her lips and shook her head, wagging her finger back and forth.

“Don’t you know the saying ‘fake it till you make it’? Even if you look dead, you should at least pretend to be alive. Besides, I’m doing this to help you.”

She turned her attention back to the bags filled with expensive men’s clothing, ignoring his protests.

Asher noticed the price tags—some items cost as much as 15,000 credits.

He wondered where she was getting this money.

Then again, she was someone who had likely lived for a long time.

Maybe she had invested in land when it was cheap, waited a hundred years, and then cashed out.

Or perhaps her savings had accumulated in a bank, with interest making her wealthy over time.

‘Not good. I’m getting sidetracked,’ he thought, letting out a sigh.

Despite his current situation, he realized it wasn’t so bad.

He might be surrounded by a bunch of strange, psychopathic girls, but they were treating him well.

Even Yuki, despite her odd habits, spoke to him with respect.

As for Lucy, she was bossy and authoritative, yet every now and then, she showed a surprisingly caring side that caught him off guard.

“I think this will look great on you!” she exclaimed, pulling out a gray windbreaker jacket and a black pants that would cover most of his body.

“And then pair it with this.” In her left hand, she held a pair of sunglasses and a white cup.

“I also bought you this!” she said, kicking an orange box with a check logo toward him.

“Go on, open it! Don’t be shy. I own you, and I can’t have my property looking like a homeless person,” she giggled, her playful tone lightening the mood.

Asher opened it to reveal a new pair of black and white rubber shoes.

He paused, feeling something warm in his chest. He thought his heart had stopped beating, but now he could feel it—something was stirring inside him.

“Why are you so shocked? It’s just shoes,” she teased him, finding his reaction adorable.

“Thank you… thank you very much!” Asher replied, his lips curving into a a thoughtful smile.

The sight caught Lucy off guard, her stomach fluttering like a butterfly for a second.

‘I’m glad I put in the effort to shop for you,’ she murmured without thinking.

‘No, no, that’s not it,’ she rejected the notion.

‘I’m just happy to dress him up. Yeah, like a toy… a toy who happens to be male, ‘ she convinced herself brushing off the strange sensation.

Asher, still smiling, examined the shoes. This was the first time someone other than his parents had gifted him something.

‘Well, look at that—you do have emotions,’ she giggled, her playful grin lighting up her face.

His appreciation for the shoes was clear; he was so used to having so little that even a simple gift impressed him.

‘He looks too cute, like a lost puppy,’ she sighed, her heart melting at the sight.

She didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad at his reaction.

While Lucy basked in the moment, Yuki’s expression darkened as her jealousy intensified .

If glares could kill, the playful demon would have been already six feet under by now.

Yuki was frustrated that she couldn’t go shopping for him herself. The thought of being stuck in this place while Lucy showered him with gifts ate at her.

Lucy had reassured Yuki that she had no intention of stealing him from her, but all her actions said otherwise.

‘Why does she get to do all this?’ Yuki muttered under her breath, her nails digging into the floor

‘It’s not fair…. It’s not fair….. It’s not fair.’

Noticing Yuki’s jealousy, Lucy walked closer and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“You want him to appreciate you too, right? Just follow my plan and keep eating souls. That way, you could transform this place into a paradise for him. He’d be really happy and grateful to you.”

“He will?” Yuki repeated, hope creeping into her voice.

“Yes! Did you see how he reacted to those shoes?” Lucy continued, her eyes sparkling mischief.

“If you play your cards right, you might even get him to fall for you. Then you two could have your own happily ever after,” Lucy said, her voice filled with twisted encouragement.

“Imagine living with him in this place forever—just the two of you, creating your own little world.”

Lucy knew exactly which words would resonate, playing on her hopes and desires.

“What if he doesn’t see me that way?” Yuki murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “What if I’m just… invisible to him?”

“You will be if you don’t make a move. You want him, right? Then put some effort into it. One day, you’ll thank me,”

“You’re right. I can’t just sit back and watch. I need to show him how much I love him!” Yuki declared.

Meanwhile, Asher, who had just shown a simple emotion, remained blissfully unaware that the small smile he had let slip would spark such a dramatic change.