I'm Not, I Didn't...

"Are you my Yukiteru?"

A beautiful young girl with long pink hair braided into two plaits behind her head stared at Bronya with pink eyes. There was uncertainty and anticipation in her gaze, along with a faintly terrifying obsession that sent an involuntary chill down one's spine.

If an ordinary person were stared at by the girl like that, their expression would have changed dramatically long ago. But Bronya remained expressionless. Bronya wanted to show some other expression, but her body would not allow it!

So although Bronya felt a tiny bit uneasy inside, her face showed no change at all.

Logically speaking, as the envoy of the great Honkai and the terrifying, powerful Herrscher, Bronya should not have been afraid of a mere yandere!

Even if it were Seele, the yandere alternate personality connected to the Herrscher of Death, Bronya would not be afraid—she would only find her troublesome and headache-inducing. But... after the seemingly completely non-combat-capable girl before her stared at her and said those words, Bronya could not help feeling a little like running away.

"Bronya isn't, Bronya didn't... you've got the wrong person!"

Without thinking too much, Bronya immediately denied it! She was not that Yukiteru Amano or whatever. Having one yandere Seele was already more than enough of a headache; she did not want another, even more serious yandere.

Who knew when she might wake up one day as a corpse, permanently preserved by them while they said things like, "Then no one can take her away, and we can be together forever." Or, worse still, they might simply cook and eat her... saying something like, "This way, we'll become one!"

At the thought of that scene, although Bronya showed no outward change, she was panicking like crazy inside.

This was not impossible. In a