Cannon Fodder – Chapter 89 – Watch Closely, This Is What a Yandere Is!

“Yandere?”

The girl let out another confused murmur and slowly shook her head.

Of course, if she didn’t even know what “like” meant, how could she understand the concept of a yandere?

Chi Xiaocheng realized she might be rushing things.

She’d just picked this girl up. Even if she wanted her help, she needed to build some rapport first, right?

“Let’s set that aside for now.” Chi Xiaocheng changed the subject. “What’s your name?”

“Fang Ning.”

“Do people usually call you by any nicknames or terms of endearment?”

Fang Ning looked at her blankly. “Liu Guijia usually calls me ‘hey’ or ‘that one.’ Does that count?”

Chi Xiaocheng massaged her temples and sighed. “Forget it. From now on, I’ll call you Ning-Ning. You can call me Xiaocheng. The takeout should be here soon. After you eat, I’ll show you what a yandere really is.”

“Okay.”

Fang Ning nodded obediently, the word “yandere” echoing in her mind as if confirming what she was about to learn.

While waiting for the food, Chi Xiaocheng gave Fang Ning a basic rundown of the yandere archetype.

She even pulled up the “yandere” entry on Moegirl Encyclopedia for Fang Ning to read.

Despite her stomach growling from hunger, the girl studied the page intently.

“‘An extreme, twisted psychological state born from love, accompanied by intense possessiveness….'”

The doorbell rang. Fang Ning, still holding the phone, mumbled the definition to herself.

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Chi Xiaocheng stood with a faint smile. “Words alone might not be enough. There are many types of yanderes. I’ll show you later.”

She walked to the door and reached for the handle. “Hello, is that the delivery? You can just hand it to me.”

But the man outside didn’t respond.

Chi Xiaocheng looked up in confusion.

The “deliveryman” wore a raincoat, his body completely covered. The lower half of his face, visible beneath the hood, was disfigured. At just over 150 cm tall, Chi Xiaocheng had to tilt her head up to meet his bloodshot eyes, which were frantically scanning the room through the crack in the door.

As if… assessing for threats.

This wasn’t a deliveryman.

Chi Xiaocheng’s hair stood on end. She immediately tried to slam the door shut.

BANG.

The door was forced back open.

The raincoat-clad man wedged his arm against the frame, leaning his head inside. His burned face twisted into a predatory grin beneath the hood.

Staring straight at Chi Xiaocheng, he rasped, “Found you, little cupcake~”

Chi Xiaocheng braced herself against the door, trying to shove both it and the intruder outside.

Panicking internally, she yelled at her system: “Activate the Blackening skill! Now, now, NOW!”

[Host, the Blackening skill is passive. I can’t manually trigger it….]

True rage wasn’t something humans could control at will.

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Meanwhile, the man kept staring at Chi Xiaocheng with disturbing fascination. “You know, the moment I saw you, I knew you were my little cupcake. I waited so many days… That man who kept patrolling the neighborhood finally left~”

The twisted “love confession” made Chi Xiaocheng’s skin crawl. She kept pushing against the door while forcing herself to think.

If he broke in, she only had two options:

1. Use her emergency stash of 1,000+ emotional points.
2. Trigger “Yandere Fury” and blacken.

But Option 2 required someone provoking her first.

Or….

Stall this creep while calling her brother for backup!

Chi Xiaocheng yanked out her phone, opting for the safer approach.

She tried dialing her brother, but the man saw the movement and shoved the door with full force.

Despite her recent physical improvements, Chi Xiaocheng was still a sickly girl. If not for occasionally buying system medications, she’d have collapsed days ago.

The door flew open, sending her tumbling onto the entryway rug.

Her fumbling fingers accidentally hit Si Chen’s contact instead of her brother’s.

Scrambling back with her phone, she turned to Fang Ning. “Ning-Ning, hide—”

She froze.

Fang Ning was already standing behind her, holding a kitchen knife.

Her gaze locked onto the intruder.

Heart leaping, Chi Xiaocheng snatched the knife and shielded Fang Ning.

Si Chen’s confused voice came through the phone: “Why are you calling me, Chi Xiaocheng?”

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“Did you station anyone near my place? There’s a home invader, help!”

“Help?”

Si Chen sounded baffled.

Since when did this yandere need saving?

As the towering man advanced, Chi Xiaocheng and Fang Ning retreated step by step. “Yes, help! You expect a weak little girl like me to fight a grown man? I’ll stall, hurry!”

A full ten seconds of silence followed.

Then Si Chen murmured, “Actually, Chi Xiaocheng… I still kinda like Su Tao.”

Click.

The call ended abruptly, leaving only dial tone.

Shoving the phone into her pocket, Chi Xiaocheng tightened her grip on the knife. Her small frame straightened, aura turning razor-sharp.

“That bastard… still dares to like Tao-Tao?!”

The suppressed fury in her voice made Fang Ning shiver.

Hearing this, the intruder grinned like he’d struck gold.

Brandishing his own knife, he taunted, “Your ‘Tao-Tao’ is that pretty girl who visits often, right? After I’m done with you, I’ll make sure you two have a nice reunion~

“After all… she’s on my list too~” ¹ Waw harem king~

The words hit Chi Xiaocheng’s ears.

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Her previously unfocused crimson eyes suddenly sharpened, pupils slitting like a wolf’s as she glared at him.

CRACK.

The wooden knife handle splintered under her grip.

“What did you say?”

The blackening multiplier… skyrocketed.

Chi Xiaocheng stepped forward, tea-colored hair whipping in the cold wind from the doorway.

Her eerie slitted pupils glowed faintly red.

Unaware of her transformation, the man reached for her, only for Chi Xiaocheng to tilt her head slightly, effortlessly dodging.

A flick of her wrist.

The blade flashed.

Before he could react, his left hand thudded to the floor.

“AAAAAGH—!”

As he screamed, adrenaline surged through him. He swung wildly, but Chi Xiaocheng’s knife was already buried in his gut.

From behind, Fang Ning watched blankly, recalling Chi Xiaocheng’s earlier words:

—I’ll show you what a yandere really is.

“So this… is a yandere.”