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There’s a saying, isn’t there?

You must use magic to defeat magic.

Xu Nian remembered this phrase quite vividly.

So, could she use a yandere to defeat a yandere?

Perhaps there was some feasibility to it.

Reasoning wouldn’t work.

Conquering through force wasn’t likely either.

But if she acted out her own twisted, obsessive love, her behavior might resonate with the yandere before her.

Xu Nian paced back and forth, considering the viability of her idea.

If she could just knock Su Qingya unconscious first, then pretend to be a yandere herself—grabbing the weakened Su Qingya and frantically bombarding her with questions—

Wouldn’t that catch her off guard?

That was the advantage of striking first.

If she did this, the other party would surely be too embarrassed—and without justification—to turn the tables on her.

Not only would Su Qingya be unable to unleash her yandere tendencies, but she’d also have to comfort Xu Nian instead.

This was a complete reversal of offense and defense.

The more Xu Nian thought about it, the more she believed this plan had a high chance of success.

After all, in her past life, she had been a drama student—her acting skills were beyond doubt. With just a little effort, she could easily pull off a convincing yandere act.

“Alright, let’s simulate it.”

[Ding~ Detected host initiating simulation.]

[Current remaining simulation attempts: 0.]

[Simulation failed.]

[Please complete daily tasks to replenish attempts.]

Xu Nian froze in place.

Lost in thought, she had completely forgotten she had no simulation attempts left.

Well, there was no choice. She’d have to see what these so-called “daily tasks” were. Hopefully, they wouldn’t be too difficult.

[Ding~ This system is the “Blissful Romance Life Growth Simulator System,” dedicated to helping the host cultivate a beautiful love life.]

[Today’s task has been issued: To deepen your bond with your girlfriend, forcefully kiss her, pin her to the bed, and demand in a domineering tone, “Woman, you’ve successfully caught my attention.” Then, use “Purple Mood” to keep her in bed all night, ensuring she cannot attend tomorrow’s invitation from another.]

“????????”

Xu Nian’s mind went completely blank.

System, are you out of your damn mind?!

Considering this wasn’t a mandatory task—and failure carried no penalty—Xu Nian reluctantly accepted it.

She’d just have to see if an opportunity presented itself. Without simulation attempts, how else could she defeat such a formidable opponent?

But… what did “cannot attend tomorrow’s invitation from another” mean?

Was this referring to the family banquet?

Hadn’t it been postponed for a few days? Why was it suddenly happening tomorrow?

Maybe it was just a minor error in the details.

Xu Nian rummaged through the rewards interface, hoping to find something useful.

Hmm…

Perhaps she could choose the “Spiked Feast” from the second simulation reward to drug Su Qingya.

Using the same method Su Qingya had used on her—turning the tables.

It would perfectly align with her reverse-yandere plan.

No sooner thought than done.

Xu Nian headed to the kitchen, grabbed a few containers, and selected the reward—only to find an ancient-style food box appearing before her.

The packaging was quite elegant, so she didn’t refuse it and simply used it.

Then, she immediately made her way to the garage.

Despite her petite frame, Xu Nian was already an adult with a driver’s license.

Her car had been specially chosen—sleek in design, with a cockpit perfectly suited for her small, loli-like stature. An average person would have to recline just to drive it.

Xu Nian knew the location of Su Qingya’s home. After driving for over twenty minutes, she arrived at an urban village.

Su Qingya had always lived alone. Her adoptive parents—who were actually Xu Nian’s biological parents in this body—had apparently passed away long ago in some accident.

Orphaned, no car, no house, burdened with massive debt—this was Su Qingya’s current situation.

Poor Su Qingya… and what a textbook protagonist template.

How had I not noticed this before?

Well, who would? Unless you deliberately think about it, she just seems like an unfortunate soul.

Not everyone can rise to greatness from such a background.

For some reason, Xu Nian suddenly felt a pang of guilt—as if she had stolen Su Qingya’s life.

Ah well, it’s a standard trope. I was forced into this transmigration anyway—it’s not like I had a choice.

Deliberately dressed in plain clothes, Xu Nian parked her sports car in a distant parking lot, then rented a shared bike. She adjusted the seat to its lowest setting and pedaled laboriously to a spot near Su Qingya’s home, pausing in a hidden corner.

She was still cautious—she couldn’t let her father, who was supposed to pick her up, find out she had come here.

But considering her father wouldn’t make a big scene before taking her home, there wasn’t much to worry about.

Xu Nian inspected the surroundings carefully.

No suspicious figures, no signs of hidden watchers.

So, it was safe to go upstairs.

She quickly bought a large bag of Su Qingya’s favorite oranges from a nearby supermarket and hurried up to the fifth floor of the rental building.

Staircases in buildings without elevators are exhausting.

Carrying two heavy bags, Xu Nian was already panting and covered in fine sweat after just a few flights.

She actually had a key to Su Qingya’s place.

Should I really go in?

The entire way here, sheer determination had propelled her forward—but now that she stood at the door, hesitation crept in.

Do it. There’s no turning back now.

Only by facing fear can you conquer it.

After a moment of hesitation and a quick mental pep talk, Xu Nian finally unlocked the door.

“Nian Nian.”

The moment the door opened, Xu Nian saw Su Qingya.

She was standing right at the entrance—who knew how long she had been waiting there?

Her dark purple hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders, still damp with a few glistening droplets from a recent shower.

Her hair wasn’t pure black but carried a deep violet hue, like the richest amethyst in the night sky—mysterious and enchanting.

Her skin was pale as snow, strikingly luminous.

Her brows arched slightly, and her large, glistening eyes seemed to speak volumes.

She wore a simple white dress, pure and elegant, accentuating her slender, well-proportioned figure. Every movement exuded a natural grace.

Xu Nian was so startled that her tail instinctively clamped between her legs, her ears flattening backward.

But she quickly composed herself.

It wasn’t that Su Qingya looked frightening—it was just that opening the door to find someone standing there, as if they had been waiting all along, was enough to give even a fox a scare.

“Nian Nian, you came. It seems you weren’t lying to me. I was prepared for you to stand me up.”

“Pfft, of course I wouldn’t break my promise!”

Before Xu Nian could finish, Su Qingya pulled her into a tight embrace.

For some reason, Su Qingya’s grip was unusually strong, squeezing Xu Nian uncomfortably.

But Xu Nian didn’t dare struggle—she could only let herself be held.

She had done her research before coming. She knew exactly what kind of disaster would unfold if she resisted now.

Xu Nian could hear Su Qingya’s rapid, heated breaths.

Su Qingya had just showered—her scent was intoxicating.

That fragrance made Xu Nian’s mind grow hazy.

The ticking of the clock echoed in her ears.

And Xu Nian could feel—her own heartbeat was racing.