The Taming of the Yandere Volume 2 Chapter 11 part1
Feb 08, 2018
V2 Chapter 11: Uncontrollable Emotions (Part 1)
I received a phone call.
âMom, where are you, are you not coming home today?â
I heard a lot of noise in the background, there seemed to be a party going on.
âHavenât I been working on the new book for a month? Itâs finally published, and the author just has to treat us editors to a meal, and I really canât push it off. Iâll be home a little late today.â Momâs blurred voice came from the speaker.
âHey, Jiang Muqing is still at our house, itâs not really okay to leave her here alone with me!â
I was close to shouting.
âIdiot son, I believe in ya. Behave well, and donât do anything strange.â
I couldnât believe that Mom didnât feel any sense of danger whatsoever, and only let me off with a reminder.
âYou better come home soon, or else prepare to be a grandmother, Mom!â
I threatened snappily.
âItâs kind of stressful to be a grandma at this age, donât you thinkâŚâ
Mom joked half-heartedly.
âMom!â
I really canât stand her.
âAlright, youâre almost an adult, your mother canât cover for you all the time. There are some things that you have to deal with yourself, but you must use the correct methods.â
Hearing my disdainful tone, Mom gave me a mini-lecture.
âCan you at least tell me what is the âcorrect methodâ? Your goddaughterâs been leaning on my side for a while now, Mom!â
I demanded skeptically.
âAy, Iâm not going to talk any longer. The girls over there want me to drink with them again, you take care of yourself. Donât do anything out of place!â
Mom emphasized the last note.
It seems that sheâs reiterating, but sheâs really just letting me do what I need to.
Whatâs more, do I really look like an innocent sheep that eats whatever grass thatâs put in front of it? Mom really isnât worrying at all. Okay, even if Iâm a sheep, I still canât take the meat shoved in my mouth that is Jiang Muqing?!
Havenât you heard about mad cow disease, where cattle develop brain disorders through eating meat?
âThenâŚ. Donât come home too late, and be careful on the road.â
I wanted to cry, yet shed no tears.
âOkay, Iâm hanging up.â
Mom just hung up without a care.
She really canât help me at all, I thought that she would be at home to counsel Jiang Muqing and maybe open some thoughts for her to think about. But then again, when she was at home, the only things sheâll do were work and sleep, allowing Jiang Muqing to do as she wishes.
Her words strictly ban any suspicious behavior, but her attitude is clearly letting Jiang Muqing trample anywhere she wants. Although Jiang Muqing is happier now, but Mom has pushed all responsibility towards me.
âIrresponsible Mom.â
I sighed in annoyance.
âIs Auntie not coming home tonight?â
Jiang Muqing was long by my side, trying to acquire every last bit of information from our phone call.
âNo, sheâs just going to be home a bit late.â
I looked at her, distressed.
âIf sheâs going to get home late, then that means that weâll have a long time to ourselves.â
At this time, I noticed Jiang Muqingâs queer gaze. She seemed like a starving wolf that had laid its eyes on an easy prey.
âWhat do you want?â
I asked a bit fearfully.
âLetâs eat dinner!â
She immediately retracted her stare, and pointed to the microwaved dishes in an easygoing manner.
Jiang Muqingâs cooking is great today.
I was incredibly famished, so I started wolfing down on the food. But after a while, I felt that the atmosphere was a bit off.
Jiang Muqing sat across me, holding her chin up with her palms. She stared at me.
The rice in her bowl was untouched. She maintained her soft gaze, watching my rather indecent table manners.
âWhy arenât you eating?â
I stopped.
âLooking at Fan eating, I donât have the time to eat myself.â
She looked very cheerful.
âIf you donât eat, there wonât be any left.â
I raised my chopsticks ominously.
âThen eat it all, if Fanâs full, then Iâm full.â
She rested her cheeks on her hands, looking very satisfied.â
âThen if you donât eat, Iâm not going to, either.â
I stopped my chopsticks with a huff, and left the bowl half finished.
Who doesnât eat the food that they made themselves?
âFan, how could you do thisâŚ.â
Now that sheâs become anxious, she started to eat.
But after a few bites, she stopped again.
âIf Iâm eating, I canât see Fan enjoying my gratitude, this isnât going to work!â
She bit her lip, and spoke unhappily.
âThen, Iâll feed you as I go?â
I wasnât aware of what I said, and let out a careless comment.
Jiang Muqingâs eyes immediately sparkled with a newfound light.
âSure!â
Am I not just digging myself a deeper hole, here?
So, Jiang Muqing brightly sat next to me, and confidently opened her mouth like a baby bird.
âFan, I want that piece of meat.â
âOkay, hereâs the meat.â
âFan, I want rice.â
âMm, rice.â
âFan, I want soup.â
âOh, soup.â
âŚ.
My hands never stopped. I said that I was going to feed while eating, but I was actually only feeding her the entire time. My arms became sore and tired, but she was too cheerful.
Well, I guess this counts as my repayment. She waited so long behind that door for me, so I had no complaints.
UntilâŚ
âFan, I want to eat shrimp.â
âShrimp?â
I saw a plate with golden, stir-fried shrimp.
âOkay, shrimp.â
I quickly removed the shrimpâs hard shell, revealing its tender meat. Then, I raised it to the girlâs mouth.
I donât know if she did it on purpose or not, but before I could pull back my hand, she bit on my hand.
âHey⌠Wait a second!â
I cried.
Her petite lips latched on to my finger.
LatchedâŚ.
OnâŚ.
My throat throbbed suddenly, and swallowed.
My fingertips registered her mouthâs moisture. This strange feeling raced up the nerves of my arm to my brain, almost vaporizing my iron-willed sense of reason.
Neurons clicked in my brain, sending all kinds of thoughts bouncing in my head. I had no power whatsoever to stop it.
I quickly pulled away, and skittered backwards a little in my chair.
âFan, we should take advantage of this time when Auntieâs not around, and finish what we started.â