My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World-Chapter 314 - 283: A Day at High School (Part 4)

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[Xiaoxu: Can you not bring those people over?]

Humble, acquiescent, pleading, it was all so familiar. It was as if Mori was looking through a screen at that freckled-faced girl, wearing dowdy braids and thick, opaque glasses, secretly observing and probing her.

[Natsuki: I promise.]

[Xiaoxu: I believe you, Xiaoxia.]

Mori doesn't remember how she ended up in that bathroom after agreeing, having never felt her steps so heavy, as if dragging numerous iron balls.

She gently knocked on the stall door in front of her: "Xiaoxu, I'm here."

Inside, Yukawa Maki's choking voice came out: "Xiaoxia, you listen, I'm fine, I'm just a bit sad." The voice was so hoarse, as if she had just cried a while ago...

As if afraid she wouldn't believe her, the stall door was slowly opened a crack, and in the darkness, Yukawa Maki's slightly pale face peeked out halfway, unchanged from usual—shy and immature, except with slightly moist eyes and a hopeful gaze.

"See, I told you, Xiaoxia."

Mori remained silent.

She looked down at the bloody flesh extending from the stall, and the white cobwebs covering almost the entire bathroom, all sticky, thick, and crawling with black insects. Dark red blood flowed slowly from the stall, trickling past her ankle.

"Can you open the door a little more?"

Mori tried to make her words sound calmer, though her trembling voice had already betrayed her.

"I want to see what you look like now, so I can feel a bit at ease..."

The last glimmer of hope in the girl's heart flickered uncertainly.

The stall door slammed shut.

"Why are you always like this, Xiaoxia?" Yukawa Maki's hoarse voice spread out.

"Why are you always like this, never considering others' feelings, always imposing your self-righteous ideas on others, never putting yourself in someone else's shoes, as if everything is taken for granted."

Mori bit her bloodless lip tightly, "Why don't you ask yourself?"

"Xiaoxu, why couldn't you tell me earlier if you had grievances against me? Did you ever consider me your friend?"

"Clearly, as long as you brought it up, I would change. I admit, I am spoiled, temperamental like a bratty young lady, but..."

"You already know." Yukawa Maki interrupted calmly.

"Xiaoxia, you already know how difficult you are to get along with."

"You never thought, I simply didn't have that courage."

"Come on, always talking about friendship, this kind of charity friendship is utterly disgusting." Yukawa Maki said coldly, "I never considered you my friend, that was just your wishful thinking."

"I am a terrible person, approaching you only to cure my mom's illness, because you have money, it's so easy to fool you. I just needed to revolve around you like a little follower, say nice things, and my mom's health would gradually improve, no one would bully me anymore, and tomorrow would be better."

"I don't need you to care about my feelings, just need to cater to you, please you, afraid of missing any news from you, not doing things that would upset you, these two years would pass quickly, all the awful things would be over..."

"Then why are you crying, Xiaoxu?" Mori asked.

Inside the stall, Yukawa Maki had long been sobbing uncontrollably, her voice detached from its original line, like a distorted, old gramophone.

The swelling flesh finally collapsed the stall door, revealing the monster inside. The girl's face was gloomy, her long black hair almost completely fallen out, her forehead, cheeks, and the back of her head opened with round, black shiny spider eyes.

Her neck was connected by thick muscle fibers to the tumor, fat, and flesh grotesquely proliferating into body tissues, resembling a little hill melted onto the porcelain toilet, with iron-black eight spider legs stretching out below, and cocoon-like white webs covering its surface, faintly showing a woman's face on the chest.

"Please, leave, Xiaoxia."

"I really don't want... to hurt you."