I Became a Stalker in a Yandere Dating Sim

82 – 82. Hey, Are You Awake?

What if you woke up and saw a beauty in front of you? Merely asking might be deceiving or pathetic.

Then, what if you got up and saw a dark-haired girl with a gentle smile, holding your hand while shedding tears?

Some might say it’s nice, but if she’s a yandere, even a leading yandere in yandere games, it might lead to contemplation.

That’s how it goes.

“Could it be that she finally made a big decision!?”

Yandere crying usually ends with dividing the loved one into nice boat ingredients for storage.

Quickly, Rokseo wiped Rica’s reddened eyes and comforted her to calm her down.

But, perhaps pushing too hard, Rokseo’s body relaxed like a puppet with cut strings, collapsing.

“!? Have I ruined everything now?”

Moving abruptly with too much force, unaware that his body had completely relaxed, he thought Rica had finally committed something.

However, upon seeing Rica’s face, Rokseo quickly abandoned that thought.

Gently laying Rokseo on the bed, Rica had an expression akin to a sinner.

Normally, Rokseo would have taken the opportunity to embrace her, but instead, Rica sat at a distance, showing restraint.

Is this a new paint or a result of Rica’s attack on Wonjong from the previous day?

“Rica? Are you okay? Why are you crying so fearfully? You’re not even hugging me as usual, what’s wrong?”

“…”

Seeing Rica trying so hard to smile obediently made Rokseo even more uncomfortable.

It would be easier if she just spoke frankly, but for some reason, she tried to force back her tears.

“Could it be… that she’s really sorry?”

Though Rokseo couldn’t fully understand Rica’s feelings, he roughly grasped the situation, coughing awkwardly.

“Ahem, water.”

As if invoking a forbidden magical word, Rica quickly fetched water from a nearby table and fed it to Rokseo as if caring for a baby.

With a touch so compassionate it seemed insane, Rica treated Rokseo kindly.

Rokseo swallowed his saliva, feeling compelled by her actions.

Accustomed to Rica’s behaviors of sitting next to him or secretly hugging him even while sleeping.

Is it because Rica’s absence or distance makes him feel incomplete to the point of longing?

Rokseo complained about the uncomfortable pillow, subtly leaning his head towards Rica for adjustment.

‘…If I provoke her, will she turn yandere again… Ah, I don’t know, just go with the flow.’

Whether he realized it too late or simply gave up, Rokseo leaned on her.

In response, Rica wordlessly sat beside Rokseo and embraced him naturally.

For some reason, feeling like she was embracing a familiar pillow, Rokseo’s eyes gently closed again.

Rica stared at Rokseo intently, then spoke.

“Rica?”

Jane opened the door to the hospital room and walked in.

“Is Roxer really okay now…?”

In response to Jane’s question, Lica calmly nodded her head.

Seeing Lica’s demeanor, Jane felt a pang in her chest for some reason, but she suppressed it and let out a sigh of relief.

“It’s all thanks to the Guild… Without their help, things could have gone really wrong.”

Exhaling deeply, Jane slumped into the chair where Lica was sitting, trying to catch her breath.

Disguised as members of the Guild of the Fallen, Roxer and his companions were rescued by the leader of the Chantalists, who had infiltrated the Guild of the Skyfall.

The problem was that Roxer, in a different realm where time flowed differently from here, faced a trial from the Mask of the Hero.

In that moment, he clashed with the manifestation of the most terrifying memory created by the Mask of the Hero in a mental world filled with haunting memories from the past.

As mental struggles affect the physical, Roxer, in a state of unconsciousness, nearly died multiple times.

“Thank goodness…”

Lica, on the verge of collapse every time Roxer’s vital signs occasionally flatlined, leaned her forehead against his.

The synchrony of their breathing felt vividly real.

The most precious person to her almost left her alone here countless times.

Even during Roxer’s process of breaking the mental world and internally reassembling all his mind and body, he experienced hours of cardiac arrest.

Lica was on the verge of collapse numerous times.

“…But he looks really fine judging from his complexion.”

Watching Lica, with tears still lingering in her eyes, Jane felt a pang in her heart and swallowed hard.

Then, she recalled something she had kept in her embrace.

‘That Guild that saved us, what kind of beings are they really?’

During the times Roxer was on the brink of death, she thought of the Guild of the Fallen who had provided crucial materials or special artifacts that helped Roxer’s heart beat again.

The representative of the Guild, who had shown up claiming to have kept an eye on Roxer, was none other than the sharp-eyed woman she had encountered at the Double Helix Tower.

Initially cautious, she eventually handed over six tokens, claiming they needed Roxer’s help.

Those tokens were evidently like identification needed for direct transactions or requests in the afterlife.

‘How did they know about Roxer infiltrating the black market… It can’t be just a coincidence.’

Jane gazed at the peacefully sleeping Roxer.

Somehow, she felt like she understood the meaning behind Lica’s recurring words, “Why does he always get involved with women…”

And she vaguely sensed why Lica was so attached to Roxer.

Though the name of this emotion eluded her.

“…? Jane?”

Standing up abruptly, Jane walked over to the other side of Roxer where Lica was holding him.

She might not know the name of this emotion, but she knew what her heart was urging her to do.

Concerned that leaving things as they were might cause trouble, Jane quietly moved to Roxer’s other side.

“I’ll help too.”

“What?”

Lica’s slightly puzzled voice met Jane’s determined gaze.

But she couldn’t be stopped.

Lica was too weak to guard Roxer alone.

She couldn’t prevent Roxer’s heart from stopping on her own.

Even when consumed by her own strange affliction, she couldn’t resist properly and inadvertently harmed Roxer’s body.

It’s time to admit it.

She wasn’t ready at all to monopolize Roxer and confine him to her embrace.

Jane gently pulled Roxer’s back, just like Rica, to lend him strength for a quick recovery.

How long had it been since Jane and Rica fell asleep embracing Roxer?

“Huh!? Hm…?”

Startled awake, Roxer found Rica and Jane each holding him in their arms.

The setting sun cast an orange hue as it began to dip.

The pleasant sensation and warmth were so comforting that it made moving seem unnecessary.

“Ugh…”

Despite wearing a troubled expression, Roxer absentmindedly stroked Rica and Jane’s hair.

“…Not bad, I guess.”

Gently caressing the two, Roxer checked the date and realized there was just over a month left until the end of vacation.

But somehow, that seemed fine.

“Hmm… I wonder if I’ll be bothered by being called a rascal or a vagabond?”

Seeing Rica and Jane snuggled up peacefully, it seemed unlikely they would have any conflicts in the future.

In other words, they had now aligned their teamwork properly.

Previously, due to a strange misunderstanding that he was Camilla’s boyfriend, Rica, Jane, and even Erin had conflicts.

But since both Rica and Jane owed Roxer greatly, the initiative was now in Roxer’s hands.

“The two are quiet, but I wonder if Erin will listen…”

With a constant playful tone, Erin, who was always high-spirited, muttered as she entered.

“Huh? Did you call me?”

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Erin, the troublemaker, burst in through the door.

“Surprise.”

“Surprise, what? Do you have any idea how much you scared me with the kids!?”

Then, their eyes met, and they started arguing like siblings.

“You’re so weak, it’s pathetic! Completely useless!”

“What? Useless?”

“Yeah!!! Always getting hurt over nothing! Pretending to be tough and just getting hurt for no reason!”

“Oh my goodness! Are you really saying this to the person who saved you? No wonder you’re treated like a little kid…”

Seeing Roxer momentarily taken aback, Erin continued more aggressively, as if she found educating Roxer satisfying.

“Argh!!! Have I ever acted like a kid!? Seriously… worrying about people and then…!!”

As Roxer was about to say something, he noticed Erin’s trembling legs and clenched his mouth shut.

Especially when Erin’s face slightly contorted after yelling, quickly turning her head as if to hide it, Roxer couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

“….? Hey? Why are you turning your head? Huh?”

“Shut up!! Who would cry because of someone like you!? Such a lack of self-awareness, seriously!!!”

Then Erin slammed the door shut and left.

“What a… what a nerve?”

An irritated Roxer, leaving Rica and Jane gently, shouted about the impudent little troublemaker and followed her.

“Hey!!! Stop right there!!!”

“Argh!!! Don’t follow me!!!”

“Fire, patient!!! Don’t suddenly run!!!”

Following Erin, who was running frantically, Roxer finally caught up with her as she lightly floated to a stop at the corner.

“Haa… Haa… Your legs are ridiculously long, making you so fast. Are you from the Magic Mountain or an Alchemist or something?”

“Ugh…”

Roxer, grabbing Erin’s shoulder as she mumbled, was momentarily taken aback.

Tears, like thick dew, flowed from her round, green eyes down her pale cheeks and onto her brown hair.

Perhaps due to her youthful appearance, Roxer involuntarily bent his knee slightly in response to the instinctual urge to protect her.

“Are you okay?? Did you eat something wrong!?”

With tear-filled eyes, Erin couldn’t stop crying, and Roxer matched her eye level.

He asked in a caring manner, yet the content was far from gentle.

“Shut up!!! I said shut up!!!”

“Ouch-!!! Your punches are still as strong as a dwarf’s dung stick…”

Thanks to that, Roxer received a blow to his chest.

“Ugh… I worried so much about you…”

“Someone who worries that much is beaten like this… Tsk.”