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Rainy Night, the Yandere Sister Begs Me to Take Her In

Rainy Night, the Yandere Sister Begs Me to Take Her In Chapter 6

It was already eight in the morning when he left home.

On the subway, Lu Qing leaned against the door, one hand holding the handrail, the other holding his phone.

The crowded morning rush hour didn't bring him much negativity, as the cat avatar bouncing on his phone screen could almost soothe everything, bringing a tangible warmth to this cold and busy world.

—It was his sister's social media account.

His sister's profile background showed a rainy night, where a small black cat curled up in a corner, facing the pouring rain, looking lost and dazed.

Just like how she looked when they met yesterday.

Her status message read "The moonlight isn't perfect," and her timeline was set to show only the past three days.

Of course, the three-day section was completely empty.

Lu Qing took a deep breath and opened his sister's chat window.

"Brother, can I use your computer? I'm so bored at home, and I don't want to go out alone. I just want to wait for you to come back."

"...Sure, of course."

He replied instantly, then added: "Don't touch anything in the D drive, but feel free to use everything else."

Though it seemed suspiciously like drawing attention to what he wanted to hide, he knew that even if he didn't mention it, his sister would likely stumble upon that highly suspicious folder named "Research Materials" by accident, which would shock her and severely impact her image of him.

So rather than hiding it, he'd bet on her following instructions and not looking, what if she wasn't curious at all?

Sure enough, Su Ling's response was reassuring, "Okay, thank you, brother."

Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and continued asking: "By the way, are you out of pocket money? I won't be able to come home to cook lunch for you today, so you might need to order takeout or something. I'll transfer you some living expenses, just buy whatever you want to eat."

He exited the chat interface and found the pinned bank card transaction notification in his messages, his eyes quickly scanning to the bottom—

[Tianhai Bank: Dear Mr. Lu Qing, your royalty income for this month—15,830 yuan has been credited to your account. Please check your balance of 25,053 yuan in card ending in 9588.]

This was his dedicated card for receiving royalties, which received a monthly payment from the website, with the amount depending on his previous book's sales performance.

Since the book had just concluded, the website would provide considerable promotion, so even without starting a new book immediately, this income could continue for a while, which was quite substantial.

However, this wasn't a permanent solution. Without signing IP rights or opening new channels, the monthly follow-up income would decline in a curve, dropping from 30,000 per month right after completion to 25,000, then 22,000, 18,000... and now 15,000 this month.

Before long, it would fall to just a few thousand per month (or just hundreds or even tens for unsuccessful books), becoming what fellow authors mockingly called "corpse money."

"Indeed, the completion income is decreasing... I need to hurry up."

He muttered to himself as he returned to the chat page, clicked on the transfer button in his sister's chat window, and entered the amount [20,000 yuan], sending it directly to her while keeping five thousand for himself as this month's living expenses.

About three seconds later, Su Ling's avatar bounced again—

"?! Brother, what do you mean by this? Does food cost this much?"

She immediately replied with a confused cat emoji, seemingly bewildered by receiving such a large sum.

Indeed, for a female student who had been on academic leave for two years, suddenly receiving "pocket money" in the tens of thousands when she could barely afford food would feel overwhelming no matter how you looked at it.

"It's fine, just use it for now. Buy whatever you like, don't skimp on food and clothes. As for more, I'll figure out ways to earn it."

Lu Qing replied calmly.

His other bank card held a fixed deposit account with about 500,000 yuan in royalties from his previous book's serialization, earning a relatively stable annual interest rate of about 3.5% over three years.

Originally, this would have been quite sufficient for himself, but considering he needed to take care of his sister, provide her with the life she dreamed of, and help her recover both physically and mentally from her psychological constraints... he felt these savings weren't enough.

At the very least, they needed to establish a foothold in the expensive Tianhai City, right?

In other words, they needed their own little nest.

Renting wasn't really stable, after all, you couldn't even freely decorate or renovate, could you?

"Ah..."

Thinking about this, he sighed softly, gradually losing himself in his sister's reply of "Brother, don't spoil me too much..."

...

Tianhai City Arts University was located in the center of Riverside University Town, occupying its own island, backed by green mountains, and less than an hour's commute from downtown, making it a prime location among universities.

This school was exclusively for art students, and only those who passed both the art examination and school interview could earn a ticket to enter the campus.

Of course, they still needed to score above the first-tier university cutoff line in the cultural subjects examination to truly join, making it an extremely selective institution.

Lu Qing had always been academically capable, with an imaginative and creative mind, which was inseparable from his good habit of "collecting research materials" since childhood.

With the steep annual tuition of 58,000 yuan, he chose to major in Cultural Creativity, focusing on planning-related directions. His art examination path was in directing and film literature (screenwriting), which also helped with his creative career.

At eight thirty-five, the first morning class had already begun. He quickened his pace, running into the teaching building and rushing to the classroom door.

After briefly adjusting his school uniform, he stepped inside.

"Mr. Lu Qing, you're 5 minutes late today? How unusual."

At the podium, the female lecturer in a fitted white shirt and grey pencil skirt, wearing her hair in a ponytail, paused her chalk writing and turned her head towards the door, teasing slightly.

"Sorry, Professor, there was traffic," he replied.

Although the subway wouldn't have traffic jams, who would care about his mode of transportation?

In this art school filled with rich kids, it had become normal to see female classmates driving BMWs to school;

His wealthy roommate would gather friends to go drinking at bars after class every day, treating everyone extravagantly;

The Lamborghinis parked at the school gate seemed specifically meant to attract female students, and he had heard that many outsiders gathered there to "fish," as the market price for keeping an art school female student was thirty thousand per month—this was a game for the wealthy, seemingly from a different century than his own life.

Lu Qing saw it all.

So he clearly understood that even though he could earn enough through his own efforts to pay for his tuition, in this luxurious and extravagant school, he was still at the bottom of the social hierarchy.

Compared to those classmates who were born in Rome, they weren't even starting from the same line—there was at least a three-generation gap between them.

"Alright, get back to your seat."

The female teacher nodded with a smile, not giving him a hard time.

Lu Qing felt relieved and quickly walked to the back of the classroom under his classmates' watchful eyes, finding an empty window seat to sit down.

The classroom was spacious, able to accommodate two hundred students simultaneously. He chose a seat in the second-to-last row, his usual spot, as it offered an excellent view and made it harder for teachers to catch him using his phone.

"Hey, brother, you haven't been back to the dorm for three days. What have you been up to?"

As soon as he sat down, a tall, skinny guy with glasses immediately scooted over like a stalker.

"...Nothing much. We have different electives, so it's normal not to see each other, right? I just went straight home after classes." Lu Qing brushed him off, then asked, "By the way, did they take attendance earlier?"

"Yeah, but when they called your name, I imitated your voice and managed to fool them."

"..."

Hearing this, Lu Qing was speechless, unsure whether to thank him or punch him.

This guy wearing an anime girl t-shirt was named Wen Le, his opposite bunk roommate.

True to his appearance, he was an old-school otaku who spent his days glued to his computer screen in the dorm room watching VTubers, completely obsessed with virtual personalities. He had an incurable fixation on voices, legs, and plus-sized characters.

Every time he returned to the dorm, his first order of business was to evangelize about his latest favorite VTuber. If you didn't give him face by taking a look, he would passive-aggressively complain, "The world is going downhill! Lu Qing doesn't even watch anime anymore! He must have found someone outside! I must resist these normies! Kill-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!"

But to be fair, compared to their other two roommates, he was quite dependable. After all, in college, someone who would help you with attendance check-ins and morning run records could be considered a friend for life.

"What did the professor just say?"

"Ah, how would I know? It's only been a few minutes, probably nothing important. Besides, who actually pays attention in class? Come, come, let me show you this promising new VTuber I just discovered! Hoshitsuki Rina!"

"Huh?"

Before Lu Qing could refuse, Wen Le whipped out his phone and shoved it right under his nose, enthusiastically introducing, "Look at this! The hair color! The eye color! Those white stockings! That quality!!

Oh, my Nana~ She got over 130 captains in her debut stream! Do you know what that means? It means she's going to be a top-tier VTuber! And of course, her voice is so soft and sweet. Last night when she said 'Thank you, master, for becoming a captain,' it almost made me..."

"...So you spent money on her again, didn't you?"

Lu Qing glanced at the screen, seeing the virtual character was designed as a pink-haired twin-tailed idol loli, specializing in voice acting to satisfy fans' roleplay demands. The illustration was exquisite, and the costume design was cute and alluring – it definitely had its selling points.

However, for Lu Qing, virtual idols were just that – virtual. It was fine to watch occasionally, but going crazy spending money to become a captain (128 RMB), admiral (2000 RMB), or even governor (20,000 RMB)... that wasn't very rational.

Of course, for a shut-in otaku like Wen Le whose financial situation was unknown, that was a different story.

"Come on, it's just a hundred or so! What's wrong with supporting a girl I like with some gifts? Isn't it better than spending 648 yuan on game data?"

"..."

"It's not about the money. At least I can get a 'Thank you, brother' from her, but putting money into games only gets me more emptiness and time constraints from daily activities. No way! I've had my great awakening! Money should be spent on girls! Yes!"

"You..."

Lu Qing was speechless and could only offer sincere blessings.

"But speaking of which, bro,"

After taking back his phone, Wen Le suddenly raised his eyebrows, seemingly sensing something as he sniffed the air around them, then locked his gaze on Lu Qing and asked suspiciously:

"Why do I smell a woman's perfume on you?

And this scent... it seems like a young girl's fragrance!

Tell me the truth, is your lateness today because you're hiding someone at home?

Did some girl throw herself at you? Come on, spill it! I won't allow any hidden normies around me!"

"????"

Lu Qing was dumbfounded, "Did you... get your nose transplanted from a dog?"