My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 44

Chapter 44: Trigger
“Never found me appealing?” he repeated, the words breaking his heart into pieces.

Memories of their time together flooded back. She had helped him train but always maintained a boundary.

He attempted to ask her questions to connect on a deeper level, but she always found a way to shift the conversation.

At first, he thought her pride as a demon kept her from falling for a human. Now he realized that it wasn’t the case. She could fall for real; it just wasn’t him.

Unlike what Asher believed, Lucy was very conservative when it came to men, and she would not display her clingy side with just anyone.

“I give up,” he chuckled, finding humor in his situation as a defense mechanism.

“I lost, so tell me, what do you want from me?” he quickly shifted the conversation, not wanting to embarrass himself further.

She had made her feelings clear, and he had to accept it, no matter how much he hated it.

If he was being honest, just looking at Asher sitting there comfortably filled him with a desire to grab an automatic rifle and go all commando.

Lucy noticed his change and felt relieved. She had worried he would dwell on such things; if that happened, she would really be disappointed in him.

Although she sensed some jealousy, she didn’t mind. She understood how complicated human emotions could be.

Unlike demons, who were more straightforward about their desires, humans often tangled themselves in their feelings.

“I want you to train my servant in using guns and wielding weapons. He died prematurely, so he has to start as a low-level demon and evolve from the bottom.”

“What happened? Was he an assassin? A mercenary?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“He’s a…” She paused for a moment. “A high school student.”

“What? Lucy… Don’t tell me you have a thing for younger boys. That’s literally a kid!”

“At my age, everyone looks like a kid,” she retorted.

“You’ve got a point.”

Both of them began to laugh, and the earlier tension evaporated.

For him, the pain still hurt like hell, but he had to man up and keep it inside until no one could see his vulnerable side.

“Alright, I’ll train him. A bet is a bet, after all. You can leave him here with me.”

Lucy smiled, though her expression held a deeper meaning.

“By the way, what we talked about—please don’t mention any of it to him. And remember, he can’t speak yet, so I want you to be more understanding ”

While she spoke, she stole glances at Asher, unconsciously displaying facial expressions that were usually rare for her.

Nakata felt utterly defeated. He couldn’t believe that she would show such warmth for someone else.

He would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about making Asher suffer just to release his pent-up frustration.

But he didn’t have to dwell on that right now; there was plenty of time to teach him a lesson later.

Once they finished, they left the platform and rejoined the others.

Lucy turned to Asher. “I’m going to leave you with him for now. I have something to deal with, so just follow all his instructions.”

He nodded without any question.

However, when he looked at Nakata, he sensed a hint of hostility coming from him, making him wonder what he had done wrong.

‘I am pretty sure I had just stood in the background like air. There was no way I could have offended him—maybe it was because I am Lucy’s servant?’

Either way, he didn’t mind as long as he could learn. Even though Lucy dominated that fight, he recognized Nakata’s talent.

“I’m leaving now,” she said, turning to bid them farewell.

But then she stopped and leaned closer to Asher, whispering, “By the way, why do you want to be stronger?”

Asher was taken aback by the sudden question but quickly found an answer. He needed to take care of his mother, so he had to evolve as quickly as possible.

“It’s for my mother,” he paused.

That was his initial reason, but he had something else to add now.

“And also…I want to show my appreciation for the second chance you gave me by becoming useful.”

A warm smile broke across Lucy’s face.

His answer was almost the same as Nakata’s, but she didn’t find it boring at all.

She liked it and felt an urge to tease him, but she knew that would be too much considering the place.

If Nakata knew what was going on in her mind right now, he would run to his bed and cry his eyes out. It was unfair, especially since he had put in so much effort.

He was like a hopeless romantic who had liked a girl from middle school all the way to college.

They became friends, and he landed a stable job, motivated by the dream of impressing her. He even got a car and a house, feeling financially secure after toiling away.

Finally, he was ready to confess his feelings.

Then, during their reunion, he found out she was already taken.

And not just by anyone—by some unemployed young punk.

To add insult to injury, she asked him to give that person pointers on how to become successful. Life was just unfair… to him.

Lucy took a step back, waving goodbye with a bright smile.

“I’ll see you later,” she called, her cheerful voice echoing as she walked away with Takai.

As they disappeared from view, silence fell between the two men.

Nakata crossed his arms and shot an intimidating glance at Asher, who stood quietly, clueless about what he had done wrong.

“Come on,” he gestured. “Let’s head to the shooting range.”

Asher nodded and moved behind Nakata, who led the way to the next area.

Arriving at the shooting range, training began right away

“We’re going to work on your basic understanding of guns,” he explained, grabbing a few handguns and placing them on a nearby table.

“I know you can’t talk, so just listen.” He picked up a pistol and turned it over in his hands.

“Alright, let’s start with the basics,” he said, holding it out for Asher to see.

“This here is the trigger,” he pointed. “You pull this to fire. Here’s the safety. Always keep it on until you’re ready to shoot.”

Asher nodded, his eyes wide with concentration. He absorbed every detail.

The quicker he learned, the sooner he could regain some of his freedom back.

“And this is the barrel.” He traced the length of the gun with his finger.

“It directs the bullet when you pull the trigger. Make sure you’re always aware of where it’s pointing,” he warned, then pointed the barrel right at Asher’s head.

CLICK!

He pulled the trigger, expecting him to flinch at the sudden sound, but there was no reaction at all.

Nakata raised an eyebrow; he wanted to pull a prank, but it failed miserably.

“You see? Good thing this thing isn’t loaded. That’s why I told you to mind where you point it,” he said, trying to brush off what he had done.

Asher kept nodding, but deep inside he could already sense the hostility.

‘I don’t like this guy,’ he muttered to himself.