Cannon Fodder – Chapter 54 – Orange Juice! Orange Juice! Orange Juice!

“Tao-Tao, time to eat!”

The food was drenched in orange juice flavored sauce.

“You’re sick and weak now. How about some soup?”

The chicken broth smelled fragrant but tasted like orange juice.

“Thirsty? Want some water? Should I feed you?”

Even plain water was orange juice flavored.

“Or maybe juice? How about orange juice?”

Orange juice… also tasted like orange juice.

Su Tao’s eyes grew hollow, having long lost track of time. Sometimes it seemed to fly by, other times each second was agony.

Every swallow of orange juice brought back memories of the basement and rooftop.

Nausea rose.

A physical reaction triggered by psychological torment.

Mental exhaustion ultimately weighed heavier than bodily fatigue.

The door creaked open as Chi Xiaocheng entered again.

Uncertain how much time had passed, Su Tao asked weakly: “Xiaocheng… what time is it now?”

Chi Xiaocheng blinked. “Not sure~ But Tao-Tao looks terrible. Have you been resting properly?”

The question was dodged.

Just as expected.

Su Tao laughed bitterly at herself before collapsing onto the bed in resignation. “How much longer… Xiaocheng?”

“Until you fall for me~”

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This exchange had repeated countless times already.

Chi Xiaocheng climbed onto the bed.

Su Tao eyed her curiously. “What now?”

Every previous visit had a purpose, but this time she came empty-handed.

Noticing Su Tao’s exhausted eyes, Chi Xiaocheng explained eagerly: “More treatment~ It’ll only stop when you accept and love me.”

From her pocket came a black cloth.

No vision.

Then earplugs.

No hearing.

The lights switched off, eliminating even the faintest glow in the darkness. Only two silhouettes remained vaguely visible.

Being blind and deaf made her tactile sensitivity multiply exponentially.

Her own suppressed, labored breathing became deafeningly clear.

Su Tao lay helpless as an invalid on the sickbed.

Time crawled.

Then, warm fingertips brushed her lips.

The signal.

“Mmph—”

Also the treatment.

And punishment.

Unbearable. Unwanted.

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Again… and again… and again….

As the patient, she was being “cared for.”

Disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting!

Why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why!

Xiaocheng what are we what are we what are we what are we what are we what are we!

Friends sisters besties friends sisters besties friends sisters besties friends sisters besties!

“I love you~”

Suddenly the earplugs were removed, the whispered confession dripping with affection.

“Thirsty? Have some orange juice~”

That flavor again….

In her daze, Su Tao noticed something odd.

Unlike before, this orange juice trickled slowly into her mouth as if poured deliberately from a cup.

Her nose twitched slightly.

A faint… metallic taste?

“Ugh—blegh!”

The long-suppressed nausea finally erupted. Su Tao rolled over and vomited violently.

Lights flipped on.

Chi Xiaocheng stood nearby, clutching her still-bleeding arm, her smile unwavering.

‘So she can tell the difference between normal and special orange juice after all.’

A full day had passed since replacing every liquid Su Tao encountered with orange juice flavoring. The psychological warfare had achieved its desired breakdown.

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She comforted Su Tao tenderly, cleaning up the mess like a devoted housewife.

Su Tao watched silently, expression conflicted.

After bringing toiletries and finishing the cleanup, Chi Xiaocheng wordlessly exited, leaving Su Tao confined once more.

Outside, Chi Xiaocheng stretched wearily.

The storm had finally ceased after raging nonstop for over a day. Not counting the first night, this marked the first evening of Su Tao’s three-day leave.

“From her perspective, at least two or three days must have passed?

“But the plan proceeds smoothly. No interference either.”

Thanks to her social engineering, only Sichen had asked probing questions. Chen Qian proved the perfect mole, fending off Su Tao’s friends.

The tradeoff was that Chi Xiaocheng hadn’t slept in nearly 24 hours.

After checking Su Tao’s condition one last time, she took a sleep-inducing chocolate and passed out.

Six hours flashed by in an instant for her.

For Su Tao, each minute felt like a year.

Realizing Chi Xiaocheng’s prolonged absence meant nightfall, she still couldn’t sleep since she was both physically and mentally shattered.

The bread left for her triggered another vomiting fit the moment she bit down.

Orange juice!

Still orange juice!

Everything tasted like orange juice!

Exhaustion overwhelmed her. She collapsed into fitful sleep with lights still on.

Yet it felt like mere minutes before the door reopened.

“Tao-Tao, wakey wakey~”

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2:17 AM.

Chi Xiaocheng carried in washing supplies and a bucket of bathwater.

After rousing Su Tao, she left without another word. The environmental pressure needed no reinforcement, for Su Tao’s mind would torture itself.

But seeing that bucket, Su Tao’s eyes lit up with desperate hope.

If all food was orange juice flavored, surely bathwater would be….

She scrambled over and scooped up a handful.

“Gulp~”

Water droplets trailed down her chin to her neck.

Bathwater… also orange juice flavored.

Today, everything was the same.

Meals. Drinks. Fruit. Cream cakes….

Orange juice! Orange juice! Orange juice!

Everything in the world tasted like orange juice!

The psychological strain became unbearable. Su Tao felt herself breaking, vomiting everything she ate.

This… was a yandere’s love.

Finally, she snapped. When Chi Xiaocheng next brought food, Su Tao clutched her sleeve pleadingly:

“Xiaocheng… no more orange juice flavored things please… anything else… I’m begging you….”

“There is~”

Chi Xiaocheng smiled, pressing a slender finger to her own lips.

“Hasn’t Tao-Tao noticed? These aren’t orange juice flavored~”