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Peach-Orange! – Chapter 139 – Sudden Yandere Transformation, the Situation Takes a Sharp Turn

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Peach-Orange! – Chapter 139 – Sudden Yandere Transformation, the Situation Takes a Sharp Turn

Early morning.

After a refreshing night’s sleep, Su Tao was full of energy.

“Mmm~”

Wearing a slightly sheer nightgown, Su Tao sat up with her hands folded and let out an alluring sound.

She reached out to touch the bed but didn’t feel the warm, silky hair that usually felt like a kitten’s.

Wait, she did touch a cat.

Su Tao lifted the blanket and saw King comfortably squinting, its little tail swaying lazily in contentment.

But the one she wanted to see wasn’t this cat.

“Where’s Xiaocheng?

“She actually woke up earlier than me? That’s new.”

Normally, even if Chi Xiaocheng was already awake when Su Tao woke up, she would still burrow into her arms and stare at her face like that—

With a faint, adoring smile.

“What time is it now?”

Su Tao reached for her phone but caught sight of the twin figurines on the bedside table.

The one in the black evening gown domineeringly looming over the one in the white princess dress.

Every time she looked at it, she felt as if the figurines might come to life.

“I should ask Xiaocheng about this figurine too. That black evening gown doesn’t really suit me.”

Getting out of bed, she picked up a hair tie and held it between her teeth while gathering her long hair, all while searching for Chi Xiaocheng.

Not in the living room, but the air conditioner, which had been turned off before bed, was already running.

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Clearly, Chi Xiaocheng had woken up much earlier.

Was she in… the kitchen?

A faint, trickling sound reached Su Tao’s ears from the kitchen. It was very soft, but in the quiet living room, it stood out.

She walked to the kitchen door and saw the petite figure standing with her back turned, fiddling with something.

“Xiaocheng, what are you doing?”

“Making a new drink.”

“Drink?”

Chi Xiaocheng slowly turned around, her lips curled in the same gentle, affectionate smile as always.

But her eyes were utterly eerie.

Cat-like vertical pupils brimming with aggression, faint red light seeping from them.

A stark contrast to the soothing smile on her lips.

Yet it didn’t feel the least bit unnatural.

Su Tao even had the thought that this Chi Xiaocheng was the real one!

But what was more terrifying than her expression was the hand she turned around with.

That hand was holding an all-too-familiar fruit knife, stained with bright red orange juice.

Like slime from a fantasy novel, the droplets jostled and wriggled along the blade, merging until they reached the tip.

With a drip, they fell straight to the floor.

Collided, splattered, scattering as if trying to paint a crimson rose on the kitchen tiles.

And as she turned, her other hand hovered over a cup.

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Drip after drip of orange juice fell into it.

A standard cup held 250ml.

Chi Xiaocheng was clearly nearing the end, the nearly full cup of bright red juice glaringly vivid, probably already 200ml.

Standing sideways, this horrifying scene reflected in Su Tao’s eyes, freezing the faint smile on her lips.

“Tao-Tao, you’re awake. Did you sleep well last night?”

Chi Xiaocheng’s voice was as sweet and sticky as ever to Su Tao’s ears.

It should have been heart-meltingly cute. For some with a voice fetish, it might even be heavenly.

But to Su Tao, it was piercing.

Awake?

Slept well?

Last night, she had been so well-behaved, sleeping peacefully in her arms. There had been no triggers, so why had she woken up like this?

A nightmare?

From docile to yandere again.

No no no no no!

This probably wasn’t triggered at all. It was completely different from her usual darkening!

The way she was now seemed more like….

She was choosing to show her yandere side.

As if whispering to her, “The me you see now is the real me~”

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Su Tao’s brain, still groggy from sleep, struggled to process it. Her mind raced with possibilities for why Chi Xiaocheng had become like this again, but she couldn’t accept what she was seeing.

Her sleeve was rolled up, revealing an arm that had gradually regained its fair, scar-free skin—

Now marked anew.

And vividly red!

Almost reflexively, she repeated her question, “Xiaocheng, what… are you doing?”

Chi Xiaocheng shook her still-dripping arm, then casually wiped it with her other hand.

With a soft smile, she said, “Tao-Tao, didn’t you say you didn’t like Pulpy Orange? Then how about trying this instead?”

“T-That’s not… right?”

“Hmm?” Chi Xiaocheng tilted her head. “What’s wrong? Tao-Tao told me a long time ago that you wanted to drink my orange juice. But it’s been a month, and you’ve never once asked for it yourself.

“You hate the orange juice from Pulpy Orange, but you said you liked this red one.”

The nearly full cup of crimson juice was lifted toward her.

The metallic scent in the air was unmistakable.

If the orange-yellow juice from Pulpy Orange was something Su Tao could force herself to stomach, then this cup of deep red juice made her dizzy just looking at it, her stomach churning.

Red had always been the most visually striking color.

By the time Su Tao fully processed the situation, her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Drink orange juice?

No, right now, the more urgent matter was that Xiaocheng was hurting herself again!

Su Tao snatched the cup and slammed it onto the counter, then grabbed Chi Xiaocheng’s wrist to drag her out of the kitchen. “Come with me first. Let’s bandage this!”

“Bandage?” Chi Xiaocheng’s voice grew distant. “Why bandage it?”

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Su Tao’s pupils contracted. She realized she couldn’t pull Chi Xiaocheng at all!

Normally delicate and weak, Chi Xiaocheng’s strength now far surpassed hers.

Panicked and unable to accept Chi Xiaocheng doing this in front of her, she raised her voice, “Xiaocheng, what are you thinking?! Why are you hurting yourself again? I told you I like you! I won’t abandon you!”

But Chi Xiaocheng only replied coldly, “Tao-Tao, when you say you like me… do you mean the fake kind of like?”

“Wha—?”

“I told you, didn’t I?” Chi Xiaocheng shook off Su Tao’s grip effortlessly. “In that suicide note, I said I could feel Tao-Tao’s indifference. Even after I woke up, you still haven’t changed.”

Su Tao took a step back, flustered. “No, I’ve already—”

‘I’ve already been forcing myself to like you!’

But before she could finish, Chi Xiaocheng cut her off with a shout, “You’re just trying to brush me off with excuses again!”

Chi Xiaocheng’s emotions were volatile.

Those vertical pupils burned with unmistakable possessiveness and regret.

The abrupt, sharp turn of events sent Su Tao’s heart plummeting to the depths.

All the possibilities she had imagined, that Chi Xiaocheng would wake up disappointed, angry, resentful, even yandere, hadn’t disappeared.

They were just delayed.

During her hospital stay, she had been suppressing her emotions.

Holding onto that last shred of hope.

She hadn’t been able to feel real affection from Su Tao.

And now, that hope had shattered.