Chapter 182 The Place Where the Dream Began

Chapter 182: Chapter 182 The Place Where the Dream Began

Ichiko couldn’t understand it, and before she could think about it, Haruko had already arrived in front of her with the groceries she bought.

"What’s wrong, Ichiko? Why are you spacing out? Didn’t you sleep well?"

Ichiko snapped back to reality and quickly forced a smile. "Sorry, Haruko, I’m really a bit tired. How about tonight... we order takeout?"

She no longer had the mood to cook.

Unexpectedly, Haruko pursed her lips and smiled.

She looked down at the King, who was already at her feet and seemed to want to sneak attack the fish.

With a reach of her hand, she easily picked up the King, then stuffed him into Ichiko’s arms. "Ichiko, this time just sit back and relax. Actually, I’ve been secretly watching videos to learn how to cook. Watch me show you a thing or two!"

Haruko rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen with a radiant look.

At the same time, she opened a cooking tutorial video in a proper manner, turning the volume up high and placing it aside.

She had always known how to cook, but in front of the person she liked, acting a little clumsy would be more endearing.

Ichiko stared blankly at Haruko’s busy back.

This scene seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

It was like before...

No, the current Haruko is completely different from before.

The love she had always hidden in her heart was all released into these daily routines.

Ichiko instinctively wanted to hide her phone and said to Haruko, who was busy in the kitchen, "Haruko, I’m going to rest in the room for a while. Can you call me when dinner is ready?"

"Okay!"

After Haruko responded, Ichiko quickly darted into the room and immediately sent a message to Shin to understand the situation.

Long Mian was sent to the Hospital for emergency treatment, and her life seemed to be out of danger.

The Teacher sustained minor injuries. Although the school tried its best to suppress the incident, there were still rumors circulating.

Sento also seemed to have learned about Haruko’s matter in a short period and was secretly fanning the flames.

In terms of public reputation and discussion, she, Ichiko, could say that she was not affected at all, but Haruko was.

If these two matters were not handled properly, she was very likely to have a big problem.

Although it was surprising that Ichiko had her phone at this time.

But Shin still said, "You’d better keep an eye on Haruko. Just like we said this morning, tolerate and love everything about her. This time you can’t pretend. Even if you don’t like her, you have to force yourself to love her."

"Haruko’s yandere is very serious. You can only find a way to appease her yourself. Otherwise, if she goes further and further, there will never be a possibility of recovery."

That’s what he said.

But after thinking for a whole day, she still couldn’t make up her mind.

She knew her own situation and instinctively feared Haruko’s current appearance.

Just as she said at the beginning, yandere’s love is too heavy.

Shin: "You haven’t given me any news. Have you made up your mind yet?"

Seeing this message, Ichiko’s breathing hitched.

Almost trembling, she typed out the words with her index finger, "I... I’ll try."

Shin sent a question mark: "?"

Shin: "If you’re still hesitant and avoiding it like this, then don’t contact me anymore. I’m afraid Haruko will stab me and I’ll lose my kidney."

"You’re conflicted and dare not do it, and you don’t dare to talk it through with Haruko. Are you still the Ichiko I know? Why don’t you just send Haruko to a mental Hospital?"

These words were exactly the same as Inari’s, but they were indeed Shin’s thoughts.

Before, Haruko’s blackening required a boot password.

Now that it’s permanent, what’s the point of playing?

It’s even difficult to communicate. Doesn’t he, Shin, not even have a chance to be a tool person?

He felt that he had to push Ichiko again.

As for whether she could handle it.

Uh...

Never love Tao, but trust Tao.

After saying these words, Shin really stopped replying.

Even the "strategist" who had been giving her advice said this, and Inari had the same opinion. Did she, Ichiko, have any other choice?

There was none left!

Then... let’s try!

Biting the tip of her tongue hard, Ichiko even extended her hands and slapped her face heavily, forcing herself to cheer up.

Her breathing gradually became rapid, but she was constantly giving herself psychological hints. She really wanted to force yourself to forcefully fall in love with Haruko.

She didn’t know how long it had been until the aroma drifted into the room and Haruko shouted loudly from outside, "Ichiko, dinner is ready!"

Only then did Ichiko, who had come back to her senses, have a little bloodshot in her eyes.

She got up from the chair and walked towards the living room.

Only she herself didn’t notice that her steps were already a little unsteady.

She was constantly giving herself psychological hints, but she didn’t know that unless it reached the level of hypnosis, the determination she forced herself to make out of fear was just a protective shell wrapped around her.

And it was extremely fragile.

Perhaps knowing that she was under a lot of pressure, Haruko didn’t say much after this meal.

This made Ichiko, who had already prepared herself mentally, feel like she was punching cotton.

As a result, she ate the meal that Haruko had made with great care absentmindedly.

It was delicious, but she had completely lost the mood to experience it.

Until late at night.

Haruko held a stress-relief pill and handed it to Ichiko. "Ichiko, take this before bed. It will help you sleep well. Your complexion is very bad now, I’ll feel distressed."

Ichiko was indeed on the verge of collapse.

Haruko, who had recognized that she was somewhat ill and had recovered a lot of reason, also saw this point.

The stress-relief pill given by the System draw was just right.

She put the pill down and walked towards the living room. "Ichiko, wait a moment, I’m pouring you a glass of water."

As she turned around, she didn’t notice that Ichiko’s face had become extremely pale, and the determination she had forced herself to hold onto had completely shattered.

Medicine...

Hahaha... Hahahaha...

What kind of stress-relief medicine? It must be a lie, right?

Just like last time in the dark room, after taking it, she would fall into a deep sleep, then be weak all over, unable to do anything, and then repeat the scene from the dark room again.

Fake, the stress-relief medicine is a complete lie!

How could she take this thing? Absolutely not!

Ichiko quickly hid the stress-relief pill while Haruko hadn’t returned. When Haruko came back with the water.

She immediately snatched the water. "This medicine is actually bitter, it’s so uncomfortable!"

She pretended to have held the medicine in her mouth beforehand and brushed it off.

Haruko didn’t think much of it. She gently hugged Ichiko and went to bed. "Well... good night?"

"Mm, sweet dreams."

Ichiko turned slightly to the side, opened her mouth, but couldn’t say anything else.

The person in her arms was very warm, a hundred times more comfortable than the hot air blown by the air conditioner.

But in her heart, there was no longer any mood to enjoy it.

Borrowing the faint moonlight, she looked sideways at the two-person figure and stared blankly.

She couldn’t help but think, besides that terrifying ending in her dream, was there really no other way?

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Ichiko could no longer hold on, gradually falling asleep.

But when she opened her eyes again, she found that she was not in the room.

But in the familiar basement.

The "self" in front of her was tightly confined, locked in place, while Haruko sat on the side, holding a familiar fruit knife in her hand.

"Is it another dream?"

And this time, she was back to the very beginning.

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