Stealing The Protagonist’s Yandere Lovers - Chapter 105: The Routines Are Too Deep~

Shouta could only hold back his resentment as the day ended.

When the last period ended, he rushed to ask Mitshua and Claire to go home but once again he was given an excuse that they have to go for girls shopping so can’t let him tag along.

This was just the beginning.

The chess pieces were finally in place and it was time for Elandor to push his final phase of the attack.

It was time to tighten the net around Mitshua.

“Claire, you messaged me yesterday that the thing will be done by the thirteenth day, are you sure?”

“Yes, trust me… with my family connections enacting such a scene would be no problem.”

“But after this, I will get an exclusive date with you…heck, I deserve it, I am literally acting like a horse for you, doing everything you ask for from spying, espionage to arranging all these shady things”, Claire folded her arms like it was matter-of-fact.

“Fine, after two weeks when things with Mitshua are successful I will take you on a date, happy?”

‘It seems her emotions are not by in any way affected by the slave seal that I planted. I guess she deserves it. You just can’t make others work for you continuously -a carrot and stick treatment must be followed to develop a certain habit.’

It’s just like giving fruit to your bird to appreciate her when she learns to sit on your shoulder, when you take her out for a stroll. When a habit becomes regular then instincts are automatically driven the way their mind is tuned, and thus chances of betrayal decrease ~

After talking about some trivial things we separated, Claire had to go with Mitshua back home today because that was the excuse she gave Shouta.

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Like this, 9 days passed, I really enjoyed my time….

At home playing games with Radhika and watching various movies, while she diligently took care of my meals and the cleanliness of where we lived.

Helping Michelle in rehabilitation, accompanying her for strolls in the evenings. Talking to her about various miscellaneous things, sharing perspectives on different views of life, debating on suitable and relevant topics and so on.

By now, I had completely gained the trust of this pair of mother and daughter, and they completely regarded me as someone important to them.

During the day spending time with Mitshua and Claire…

And, not to forget kissing Mitshua daily.

By this time Mitshua, learning from me had become much more proficient in the art of kissing.

Our hands became more and more dishonest as we kept repeating the routine over and over.

The fourth kiss was 8 minutes, the fifth kiss was for 15 minutes, the sixth was for 20 minutes, the seventh was for 25 minutes straight.

It was like an addiction, a temptation that can no longer be resisted! Mitshua started getting indulged even if she denied it on the surface.

Heck, If Elandor was sure that the mint-like fragrance unique to Mitshua’s sweet lips was engraved in his mind then Mitshua was equally sure that the strong, heavy and masculine smell unique to Elandor was too engraved in her mind.

Sometimes I went to Mitshua’s house to talk with her mom, sometimes I took her out.

At first, she resisted for fear of being caught by Shouta.

But with my repeated sweet words and praises, on the third day, there was a breakthrough as we went to a riverside for a picnic.

Then on the fourth day, we went to a museum….on the fifth day we went to the arcade to play games.

The distance between us kept getting shorter and shorter as many boundaries were broken successively.

The fact that Mitshua did not resist when I put my hands on her waist in the full public display while we were out spoke how much she was into it.

After coming back from the arcade even Mitshua started realizing that if Elandor was her fake boyfriend or real? She seemed to have no resistance to his unscrupulous behaviour which only kept getting bolder and bolder.

The lie that she kept telling herself that everything will be over after one month no longer coaxed and calmed her, 15 days had not yet passed but she seemed to know Elandor much more than she knew Shouta in the entire two months.

She was getting scared but there was nothing she could do, the rhythm was already set-up by Elandor.

She was like a fat sheep caught by a big bad-wolf.

The wolf was raising her and making her fat.

One day the wolf will eat her up but she sort of not disliked this feeling of getting fat~

How could Shouta be Elandor’s opponent in picking up girls? The knowledge from hundreds of novels and dramas he watched before transmigrating proved to be a deciding factor.

The cliche lines and routines of sending messages, taking girls out, commenting and praising their appearances even if they looked ordinary, making out some jokes, telling some quotes from famous movies, bringing so many emotions and those ups and downs to her heart, was something a girl like Mitshua never had witnessed before.

How could she not start faltering under such an attack?

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It was the night of twelfth day since Elandor first kissed her.

Mitshua, who was laying in her bed, looked at the home screen of her mobile.

The Home Screen was the picture Elandor took when he brought her favourite cake. She laughed when she looked at her silly face pouting aggrievedly.

“He is not that bad.”

“At Least he has all the qualities a boyfriend should have…”

“…Only if I met him before Shouta.”

“Come on Mitshua, don’t let yourself be swayed remember how much you wanted to be with Shouta?”

-Mitshua told herself yet another lie. Lately, it has become one of her habits to tell lies to her fluttering heart, whenever she gets immersed thinking about Elandor.