My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 40

Chapter 40: A Different Life
Asher and Lucy walked through the dim streets, surrounded by the quiet hum of the night.

For him, it felt surreal to stroll down these sidewalks he had once taken to work, now accompanied by a demon while his pulse remained cold.

They reached the alley where he had died. Asher paused, staring down the narrow, dimly lit path.

The place looked just as he remembered: cracked concrete, graffiti smeared across the walls, and trash scattered near the bins.

He had expected to see traces of his dry blood, but it seemed that it had already been cleaned away.

This was the spot where everything had ended.

Lucy slowed, noticing his long pause. Her gaze followed his, narrowing slightly. She could sense he was lost in thought about the past.

“Are you sad?” she asked, her voice softer than usual, almost curious.

Asher shrugged it off.

“Sad? I don’t know if that’s the right word,” he replied, almost to himself. “It’s more like… something unfinished.”

She tilted her head, studying his face.

“Unfinished, huh? You’re dead now. There’s not much you can change about the past. But you can still take hold of your future.”

A faint smirk crossed his face, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Yeah, you’re right,” he said, his voice sounding a bit lighter. He glanced at the alley one last time, then turned back to the street.

Lucy nodded, her smile returning. “Good. No point in holding onto a life that’s already over.”

Asher nodded in agreement.

They continued walking, the quiet sounds of the night filling the space between them.

Her previous words lingered in his mind—a strange mix of honesty and encouragement that pushed him forward.

He didn’t want to admit it, but she was becoming one of his anchor points.

It was true that she said unusual things from time to time that made him question his sanity. Then, out of nowhere, she would switch to a sweet and caring demeanor, always throwing him off balance.

He didn’t dislike this side of her; it was refreshing to talk to someone he couldn’t read.

“Thanks for reviving me. I know what I said before was rude, and I take it back,” he said, glancing at her.

Lucy raised an eyebrow, surprised by his admission. “You actually meant that?”

“Yeah,” he replied, nodding. “You didn’t have to bring me back, but you did. I appreciate it.”

A flicker of something soft crossed her face before she regained her usual playful demeanor.

“Well, it’s nice to hear that you can be grateful once in a while. But I’m also doing this for my sake. I can’t have a weak servant.”

Asher paused, reflecting on her obsession with making him stronger.

It felt like there was a bigger reason behind it, as if she were preparing for something.

But he chose not to ask. Everyone had their own secrets, and that included her.

If she wanted to share her motives, she would do so in her own time, judging by her straightforward nature.

Instead of pressing her, he turned his attention to the road ahead.

His gaze drifted to his old workplace—the convenience store where he used to work.

He wondered if his boss even noticed his absence or if he had simply been forgotten.

Through the glass, he saw a new female part-timer stocking shelves under the flickering fluorescent lights.

She looked young, perhaps around his age, and wore a bright smile as she worked. Her energy was still fresh, untouched by the long hours and exhausting demands of a graveyard shift .

The sight sparked a strange sense of nostalgia.

‘I wonder if I can still get my salary…’ His thought trailed off, and he couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous it sounded.

He wasn’t a living person anymore; money was the least of his worries.

Lost in thought, he was jolted back to the present when Lucy’s voice broke the silence.

“Hey, why are you looking at another woman when a beautiful lady like me is right beside you?” she raised her eyebrows.

Asher shook his head, realizing she was at it again with her unpredictable behavior.

Now he couldn’t tell if she actually liked him or if she was just toying with him for fun.

Not knowing what to think, he stayed quiet and continued on his way. Better to keep his mouth shut than to assume too much and end up wrong.

When they reached a bigger road, Lucy suddenly stopped, and Asher instinctively followed her lead.

After a few minutes, a shiny black sedan pulled up in front of them.

The car sparkled under the streetlights, showcasing its luxurious design, featuring reverse-opening doors and ample space inside.

A logo with a bold “B” adorned the front, adding to its elegance.

The engine hummed softly as the driver’s window slid down, revealing a sharply dressed middle-aged man with a friendly smile.

The driver wore a clean black uniform that fit him impeccably, made of high-quality silk, complete with a chauffeur’s cap.

CLICK!

He stepped out of the car, bowing slightly as he opened the passenger door.

“Miss Lucy, my name is Bernando. Mr. Yamagi sent me to be your driver.”

She simply nodded.

‘Wait… Yamagi? That name is familiar,’ he thought.

Then it hit him

Yamagi Power and Co., the largest energy provider company in the region, owned by a powerful family known for their generational wealth.

‘It might just be a coincidence. That surname isn’t exactly rare.’

“Let’s go,” She interrupted his thoughts as she climbed into the vehicle and settled into the comfortable seat.

As usual, he followed her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked, her voice colder than usual.

He didn’t respond right away, recalling that his words would come out sounding like groans to a human.

Instead, he leaned closer and whispered, “What do you mean?”

She shot him an annoyed look. “You’re my bodyguard, so sit in the front.”

“Okay,” he nodded, sensing that she wasn’t in a good mood.

‘Maybe she’s really upset about the whole store thing?’

After driving for a while, they entered a part of the city he hadn’t seen before.

This area was reserved for the wealthy, complete with a gate manned by security guards.

In the distance, he spotted mansions stood on a mountain, appearing to float due to their architectural design and elevated positions.

His eyes widened at the sheer luxury, making his own home seem like trash in comparison. He wouldn’t be shocked if the restroom here was bigger than his room.

However, his surprise grew even more when they reached their destination: a four-story contemporary mansion. Two stories were at road level, while the other two were underneath.

The car drove down a driveway sloping gently toward a parking area.

CLICK!

Bernando opened the door for Lucy, and she paused to wait for Asher to go out as well . But he did nothing.

“What are you doing?” she leaned in and asked.

“I don’t know how to open the door,” Asher admitted, which made her giggle.

She tried her best to keep up her tough act, but he was just too adorable to resist.

CLICK!

The driver opened the door for him, and he quickly followed her.