Employed at MiHoYo, the Savior Me is Targeted by Elysia

Ye Ming was on the verge of tears of grievance.

"Do you know how badly I was injured back then? In the days that followed, you couldn't even wait for me to recover before you rushed into the hospital and..."

"Ahem! That's not important!"

Himeko, flushed all over, hurriedly interrupted Ye Ming's accusation.

Although she felt ashamed, the thought of not having those memories made her feel a little regretful.

"Then what's important..."

"When you were doing motion capture before, I wasn't the only girl who became sensitive because you touched them, was I?"

Himeko said, filled with jealousy:

"So, in the original world, how many people were deeply in love with you?"

"Th-that..."

Ye Ming hadn't expected that a small motion capture session could cause so many accidents.

The attacker had been turned into the defender, and he was sweating profusely.

"Let me count, A-Tzu, Keqing, Ganyu, Makoto... No, thinking about it that way, it's easier to count the people who didn't have feelings."

Himeko recalled for a moment, then said with a resentful look:

"Apart from Bronya and Kiana, it seems like everyone has a deep connection with you."

One chapter for today, because the book cover crashed, so the recommendation has been delayed again and again

I can't delay it this week, but the review is still not online, and I'm trying to figure out a solution

46. Kiana Takes the Blame

"Apart from Bronya and Kiana, it seems like everyone has a deep connection with you."

"U-undeniable..."

"There must be a reason for this."

Although Himeko's jealousy was about to burst out of her skull, she also understood the man before her.

What Ye Ming had experienced, endured, and given... must have been more shocking than she imagined.

Even if people fell in love with him, it couldn't be helped; wasn't she one of them?

"Don't think I'm so amazing for shattering fate and reversing tragedies, because in reality, every situation is very bad."

Ye Ming scratched his head and said helplessly:

"I treated my feelings for them as a last will and testament, and their confessions as a final farewell gift. I never thought I'd come back alive, and that's how things turned out."

"You're such an... idiot..."

Although Himeko's words were still harsh, when she heard Ye Ming talk about his determination to die, her heart ached so much that she wanted to hug him.

After all, Himeko had personally witnessed Ye Ming's mental and physical breakdown; at that moment, even she thought Ye Ming was dead.

"Wait, I admit their feelings for you, but what about the H stuff?"

Himeko originally wanted to stop pursuing the matter, but when she thought about how other girls would also become sensitive because of Ye Ming's touch, her possessiveness surged up again.

"You guys have the nerve to say that..."

Who knew that when this topic was brought up, Ye Ming not only didn't feel guilty, but instead pursed his lips, and angry tears were about to fall.

"Taking advantage of me when I was injured, when I was unconscious, and when I lost my power... you did everything you should and shouldn't have done."

"I wanted to resist, but did you give me a chance!"

"Huh?"

Himeko didn't expect that she was the one at fault, so she had no choice but to change the subject with a red face:

"Compared to that, I'm more curious, why is it that Kiana, Bronya, and Mei, only Mei felt anything?"

"Don't you think that's a bit of an abrupt topic change?"

"Alright, alright, just tell me the answer, it can't really be because Mei has a good figure, right?"

Changing the subject was true, but Himeko felt that her curiosity was also genuine. The three of them were so close, it was impossible for only Mei and Ye Ming to have a story.

"Actually, Bronya also did something excessive to me, but her body hasn't fully developed yet, so she didn't feel anything, right?"

"Eh? Doesn't that mean... Kiana is the only one who hasn't been intimate with you?"

At this point, Himeko, who had been jealous just now, actually felt a sense of disappointment.

It was as if other people's daughters had all gotten married, but her own was still single, and she felt a little injustice for Kiana.

"It seems that's really the case, the two of us until the very end..."

"Could it be because Kiana is too shy, so she missed out?"

"She's your student, Murata Himeko, what do you think?"

"Never mind, then."

Being shy was definitely out of the question.

"So, what exactly happened between you two?"

"Well…"

Ye Ming reminisced for a moment, and the memories rushed out like a flash flood.

"Why hide yourself away?"

"You're the one who should accept these feelings."

"As long as you're here, I can do anything!"

"What is it you truly desire?"

"Can't you even be by my side at the very end?"

"If only… time could stop."

"What can I do to forget you?"

"I'm not strong enough… to deliver this strike."

"Why can you still smile even now!"

"That clearly… hurt a lot…"

"Ah… I see…"

"I'll take your place… and become…"

"Hiss! Whew!"

To prevent his CPU from overloading, Ye Ming abruptly stopped his recollection and let out a long sigh.

"Sorry, it's best not to bring up those old stories. They're too intense."

Ye Ming felt as if he'd just eaten an ice mint. Even his lust had been frozen away.

"I'm a little tired. I'm going to go to sleep."

"Huh? B-but…"

"You're the one who brought up Kiana, right? This time it's your fault."

"Ugh…"

Himeko hadn't expected things to turn out this way. She had intended to force the issue, but when she recalled the "atrocities" she had committed against Ye Ming in the past, she softened.

This was clearly not the right choice for Ye Ming. He seemed to have forgotten an old saying:

—A late rain will be a heavy one.

That night, Ye Ming dreamed of Kiana again, dreamed of past memories. The specific content could be summarized in just two words: blood and tears.

"Strange, why do my eyes still feel so sore even after sleeping all night?"

The next morning, when Ye Ming opened his eyes, he felt that they were sticky, as if he had put in eye drops before going to bed and they had dried up.

"Himeko, time to get up, you'll be late for work."

He shook Himeko, who was lying next to him on the bed, while washing his face with a towel. This kind of morning wasn't unfamiliar to Ye Ming.

"Huh? Why is my pillow wet?"

Seeing the wet pillow, Ye Ming's first reaction was to cover his mouth.

"Has my drooling problem gotten this serious?"

"Wah! I'm late, I'm late!"

Just as Ye Ming was stunned, Himeko also got up. She glanced at the numbers on the alarm clock and rushed into the bathroom to wash up in a panic.

"Oh, right, this is your house…"

Himeko relaxed only after realizing that she couldn't find her toiletries.

"It's fine if you're the boss."

"If you really think that way, just wait until the end of the month to eat dirt."

Anyway, it's not the first time I've seen you and Theresa eating dirt.

The two maintained a very intimate distance on the way to the studio.

They gradually separated only after arriving at the entrance of the studio, pretending to be ordinary friends.

Ye Ming didn't want to cause unnecessary confusion for others, and Himeko especially enjoyed this feeling of being able to have Ye Ming all to herself…

So the two quickly reached a tacit understanding to keep it a secret from others.

"Sis Himeko! Boss!"

Before they even stepped through the door, the two of them ran into Kiana, arriving right on time for work.

"..."

At that moment, Ye Ming and Himeko both wore expressions that were hard to describe.

"Huh? What's wrong with you two? Why the long faces?"

"Kiana, you left early yesterday. Your bonus is docked."

"Ehhh! Sis Himeko! Please put in a good word for me! Didn't we leave early together yesterday?"

Kiana, placing her hopes on Himeko, received instead a resentful look from her:

"Kiana, this is all your fault."

"?????"

47. Fu Hua: Fallen on Hard Times, Y'all

"What do you mean it's all my fault!"

Kiana wanted to throw a tantrum as usual, but before she could even raise her voice, her temper was suppressed.

She scratched her head with a look of grievance, muttering softly:

"I feel like someone has said that to me before, and keeps saying it in my ear."