These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy

“Huh? Lillian? What are you—”

I stared blankly at Lillian Ji as she walked toward us. My mind completely shut down.

She still wore that composed smile, moving with leisurely grace... but me? I was frozen with confusion.

This was Black Street. Not the kind of place you could just stroll into. And besides, weren’t all the exits sealed by that ghost?

Don’t tell me...

“Whatever happened, I’ll listen to the full story later. First things first—can you put those two down for now?”

“...Huh?”

Those two? What was she talking about...? What was I holding...

Snowy and Rainie. Two beautiful, adorable girls.

Wait—what?

Let’s assess the situation objectively: one girl with no shirt on was passed out in my arms, her face flushed, completely unconscious.

The other one had her stomach exposed because I’d lifted her shirt up, and she was also cradled in my arms. And we had just been exchanging multiple deep kisses. Right before Lillian arrived, I’d even been about to lick her side wound...

She probably saw all of that.

No doubt about it—I was being horribly misunderstood.

I pursed my lips into an awkward smile and tilted my head toward Lillian.

Lillian, too, smiled back—but hers was dangerously sweet.

“What’s the matter? Don’t want to let them go? Do you like them that much? Can’t bear to part with them? Mmm~?”

“Uhh, no, wait, Lillian, it’s not what you think! Let me explain—”

The second I reflexively blurted that out, I knew I was done for.

“It’s not what you think”, “Let me explain”... those were classic death flags for cheating scumbags!

I fought tooth and nail to survive a killer... and now I was gonna die at the hands of my own girlfriend?!

“Oh~? Should I do the cliché and scream ‘I don’t care! I’m not listening!’ now?”

“...”

Honestly, that would be kind of moe—but of course I only dared to think that inside my head. If I actually said that to Lillian’s face, she might kill me on the spot.

“No, really—they’re injured!”

“Oh? So if someone’s hurt, your first instinct is to carry them in your arms?”

“If you’re really that compassionate, why not just start a hug club? Open your arms to everyone, spread some warmth around—wouldn’t that be wonderful? Hehehe...”

“Come on, I’m not the kind of creep who uses a fake charity club just to grope people...”

“Oh? Then how about a kissing club? You all exchange saliva, engage in mucous membrane contact... though you might accidentally catch AIDS, you know? (laughs)”

Full-on toxic tongue mode: activated.

And suddenly, I totally got how all those harem anime protagonists feel when they’re misunderstood. No matter how hard you try to explain, it just makes things worse—this was maddening.

“So—Ethan—how—long—are—you—going—to—keep—HOLDING—THEM?”

She enunciated each word slowly, narrowing her eyes into an unmoving death smile. The ends of her curly hair started to float slightly, as if a mysterious force was beginning to radiate from her.

I was screwed. So, so screwed!

Her title had turned orange!

She was burning with jealousy right now!

I didn’t know how she got into Black Street... but for her to show up at this exact moment? It was like catching your boyfriend in the act.

Then again, maybe it was better she hadn’t shown up earlier. If she’d run into those serial killers, things would’ve been worse.

Still, even though she avoided the bloodbath, having her arrive right after all this? That was not good news for me.

Imagine this: you’re the girlfriend. Your boyfriend didn’t show up to your birthday party. Didn’t answer calls. Didn’t respond to texts. You finally can’t take it and go looking for him—only to find him holding two half-naked girls, kissing and fondling them.

Anyone would want to kill someone in that situation.

Honestly, the fact that her title only turned orange and not red was already a miracle.

That meant... there was still a chance to explain!

Yes, if I calmly explained everything from the very beginning, Lillian would understand!

“Lillian, let’s go somewhere else first. I’ll explain everything—start to finish.”

I met her gaze and didn’t look away. She should be able to tell.

“If I’m lying, you can take my corpse on the spot.”

She still looked pissed, but she seemed to begrudgingly accept it.

She knew I didn’t lie—so if I could meet her eyes without flinching, she’d know I wasn’t hiding anything from her.

...Barely passed that test.

So this is what it’s like when your girlfriend gets jealous? I was literally sweating bullets...

“Then Lillian, help me carry Snowy. I’ll carry Rain—uh, Bai-senpai.”

“No.”

I thought she was just being ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) cold, but then I realized—

That voice wasn’t Lillian’s. It was Snowy’s.

She refused?

Whatever. Not the time to argue.

“Okay, then I’ll switch—”

“No.”

This time it was Lillian who interrupted.

She looked at Snowy with frosty eyes, shooting down my suggestion. No... she didn’t want me to carry Snowy. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

She probably just wanted me to leave her right then and there.

While I stood there dumbfounded, Snowy suddenly did something that made my brain short-circuit.

She reached up, cupped my cheeks—

And kissed me. Right in front of Lillian.

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT???

And not just a kiss—it was a full, deep, wet kiss using everything she’d just “learned” from earlier.

What kind of prodigious learning curve was that?!

No, no, no, no!

I tried to tilt my head back to break contact, but Snowy didn’t let up. For every degree I leaned, she followed, until she just straight-up stood and pushed me down with the kiss.

All her saliva flowed straight into my mouth—what kind of demonic ritual was this?!

We’re seriously dead now!

When she finally let go, I was gasping for breath. I had just started to turn toward Lillian when Snowy grabbed my face again and said:

“Ethan... it hurts.”

“Huh?”

“I... can’t reach it myself.”

“Wait, didn’t I just—mmph!”

I was going to say I already licked her wound earlier—but I immediately realized that saying that in front of Lillian was extremely unwise and clamped my mouth shut.

But Snowy wasn’t done yet. She tugged on my shirt again and said—

“Passed down... by mouth.”

“That’s not how you use that idiom!”

Wait, wait, wait!

Lillian is literally standing right there—how could I keep licking her wound in front of her?!

And didn’t we already take care of the injury?!

“Heh... you shameless little slut. You’ve got some nerve, huh?”

Cold sweat started trickling down my spine. The air around me dropped several degrees.

Unlike Lan Hua’s creepy, obsessive stares—Lillian’s gaze simply froze me in place.

“An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth.”

Snowy glared right back at Lillian. Her face remained blank, but there was a defiance in her tone I hadn’t heard before. She’d faced those serial killers like a machine, completing a mission. But now—with Lillian—there was emotion.

...And now I was the target.

Like a broken robot, I stiffly turned my head toward Lillian, forcing a stiff smile onto my face.

Her smile remained—but it had frozen solid. One hand pressed against her temple like she had a headache. Her title flickered wildly, its contents and color fluctuating like crazy. If you ever wanted to see a truly “complicated mood,” this was it.

“Yes, ma’am! Orders?”

“Anything else you’d like to say?”

“...Can I have a do-over?”

“Don’t worry. Once I’m done tearing apart that little slut, I’ll personally teach you a lesson—physically. Kehehehehe...”

Gulp.

I swallowed the saliva pooled in my mouth. It still tasted sweet—but my heart was bitter as hell.

Snowy stood in front of me protectively.

“I’ll... protect Ethan.”

“Oh, brave words. But someone with your level of wound fetish will only end up destroying him.”

The two of them squared off.

I could only force out a dry laugh from the side.

Looking at Lillian’s now completely crimson title, I realized something:

There was no surviving this day...

(Crap! Stop him—stop him now!)

“...Huh?”

A voice suddenly echoed in my head—was that... my own voice?

Stop him? Stop... Lillian?

Do I look like someone who can stop Lillian right now?

What was I saying? Am I losing it?

A cold gust blew past me, sending a chill down my spine. I saw a dark wisp of black smoke drift past me—toward Lillian.

Neither Lillian nor Snowy seemed to notice it.

That wisp covered Lillian—and her smile vanished.

The hand she’d had to the side of her head moved to her forehead. She lowered her gaze.

I couldn’t see her face anymore.

But I did see her shadow... begin to move on its own.

The “shadow” flexed its arms, clenched and unclenched its fists, and curled its lips and eyes upward—like it was pleased.

That black aura... that shadow... what did it mean?

I’d seen it before—when Rainie slapped that talisman onto Tong Jialin, and a spirit was driven out of her body.

The ghost had split its soul in half and lodged one part inside its host—that was called Pingyi.

So this was half the soul of that ghost!

I’d finally figured it out—but it was already too late.

“Hehehehe...”

Same laugh. Completely different feel.

That was no longer Lillian.

She tilted her head back and let out a cackling, manic laugh. All her grace was gone. What she gave off now—

Was pure killer aura.

Just like... Ye Liusu.

[Corpse-Loving Murderer]

[Ye Liusu]

Her hair turned white. Her irises glowed red. Her body completed the ghoul transformation.

“Amazing... this feels like I’ve been reborn! Even better than my original self!”

[Corpse-Loving Murder Maniac]

[Corpse-Loving Murderer]

Just one word apart—yet now they were two completely different people.

The final killer had appeared—

In the most unexpected way.

Just when I thought it was all over...

She made her entrance.