Reborn as an Yandere : Yandere X Yandere

Esdeath stood still, her red eyes locked onto something in the distance. All around her, the air was filled with gasps and murmurs of shock. But before she could process anything—  

A sharp pain struck her mind like a lightning bolt.  

"Argh…!"  

She let out a low groan, clutching her forehead as a wave of dizziness washed over her. But just as suddenly as it came, the pain vanished. Her vision cleared, her thoughts sharpened, and a strange sense of awareness settled in her mind.  

Then—  

A grin spread across her face.  

She took a deep breath and looked around.  

She was standing inside the arena. The grandstands were packed with students and teachers, their eyes glued to the battlefield below.  

And in the center of it all—  

Maruti, her body glowing faintly, was fighting against five Rank C teachers at once.  

Her movements were sharp and precise, her body flowing like water as she dodged attack after attack. The teachers, however, looked nothing short of humiliated. Their expressions were twisted with frustration, sweat dripping down their faces.  

They were seasoned warriors. Powerful instructors. And yet—  

They couldn’t land a single hit on a student. 

The audience was in a frenzy. Some cheered, others watched in stunned silence.  

One of the male teachers, his pride pushed to the edge, finally snapped. His face turned red with anger as he clenched his fists.  

"That’s it! I’m done holding back!" he growled. "If this goes on any longer, I’ll lose my dignity completely!"  

Mana flared around his body, his essence stone was about to activate. He was about to unleash his true power.  

But before he could make a move—  

THUD!  

A dull sound echoed across the arena.  

Maruti’s body swayed. Then, like a puppet with its strings cut, she collapsed onto the ground—completely unconscious. 

Silence.  

The teachers froze. The audience froze.  

Esdeath, standing above in the arena stands, stared down at the scene with a cold, unreadable gaze.  

Then, she let out a quiet chuckle.  

"I really got back in time… just exactly where I wanted," she murmured to herself, a spark of excitement flashing in her eyes.  

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A short break was announced after the last fight. During this time, Maruti slowly regained consciousness, groaning in pain. Meanwhile, the academy’s healers tended to Sylvania’s wounds, and Princess Ravenna’s injuries were completely healed.  

Half an hour passed. The audience returned to their seats, their excitement at an all-time high. The air felt different now—everyone knew the second half of the tournament would be far more intense and dangerous.  

Maruti rubbed her temples, still feeling lightheaded.  

“Ugh… I feel like throwing up. What the hell even happened back there?” she grumbled to herself, scratching her head in frustration.  

She took her usual seat in the arena and looked around, trying to find Esdeath.  

But no matter where she looked, Esdeath was nowhere to be seen.  

Frowning, she scanned the crowd once more. And then—her gaze moved upward.  

She froze.  

There, in a place she never expected—  

Esdeath was sitting on Lortell’s lap.  

Unlike last time, For some reason Lortell returned half an hour early this time. 

Not in the students’ seats. Not among the teachers.  

In Lortell Mariette’s lap.  

Lortell’s arms were wrapped around Esdeath’s waist, holding her close. Her head rested comfortably on Esdeath’s shoulder, and her lips curled into a soft smile as she whispered something in her ear.  

Esdeath, on the other hand—  

Her face was slightly red, clearly embarrassed, but she tried her best to keep her cool.  

From the way Lortell was leaning into her, speaking with that teasing smile, it was obvious—Lortell was boldly flirting with her.  

Maruti’s jaw almost dropped.  

“What the hell is she doing there?” she thought, her mind full of confusion.  

She wasn’t the only one staring.  

All around the arena, students were glaring at the two with puzzled expressions. Whispered conversations spread like wildfire.  

It wouldn’t take long for strange rumors about Esdeath and Lortell to start.  

But before the whispers could grow any louder—  

The referee raised her hand and made an announcement.  @@novelbin@@

“Next match—Esdeath Crimson vs. Valeria Olyndra!”  

Lortell let out an annoyed sigh.  

“Tch… so soon!” she muttered under her breath. Reluctantly, she unwrapped her arms and let Esdeath go.  

Then, with a playful smile, she gave a thumbs-up.  

“Best of luck. Don’t push yourself too hard, or else I’ll be the one feeling pain.”  

Esdeath smiled back, her confidence shining through. She pointed at herself with her thumb.  

“Don’t worry. Just watch me.”  

The match began.  

And just like before, it ended in a single move.  

Esdeath defeated Valeria instantly, without breaking a sweat.  

She already knew exactly how the fight would go, and that made her even more confident.

After the fight, Instead of going back to lortell, Esdeath returned to maruti's side.

She sat on the seat beside maruti with cold face.

"Fable! Why didn't you tell me all of this happened?" Maruti said casually yet hint of curiousness.

Esdeath raised an eyebrow, unsure where this was going. "What are you talking about now?" she asked with a sigh.

Maruti, her eyes wide with wonder, began explaining. "I heard that I went unconscious at the start of my match… and then suddenly went berserk! I fought that cheeky princess and even some teachers, didn't I?" she said, a mix of surprise and pride in her voice.  

Hearing this made Esdeath remeber last time when maruti asked the same question.

She sighed in boredom but decided to tell everything again.

"Let me Explain–"

Esdeath explained everything.

Hearing all the information maruti nodded excitement,"Ultra instict huh...Now that sounds like a proper cheat skill! I'm amazing!"  Her energy never runs out.

Esdeath gave her a flat look. "It's a good thing you had that… 'cheat skill,' or else you'd have been defeated before you even got started. We need to be more cautious from now on. People with more power will always try their hardest to stay at the top. They won't hesitate to crush others to win," she warned seriously.  

Maruti immediately waved her hand in denial, puffing out her chest proudly. "Hmph! It's not like I won just because of that Ultra Instinct thing! I'm sure I would've gotten back up and given that princess a proper beating!"

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"Next match is between Violet from Class A and Claus Clandestine from Class A," the referee announced.

The match started, but Esdeath watched with boredom. She already knew the result.

And just like before—Violet won.

Esdeath yawned slightly, but then—

The real excitement began.

The referee raised her hand again. "Next match is between Ethan Rothslayer and Corin Reynold from Class A!"

A small smile appeared on Esdeath’s face as she leaned forward, her interest finally piqued.

Minutes passed as Ethan and Corin clashed fiercely in battle. Their weapons struck with force, sending sparks flying. The ground trembled under the weight of their attacks.

But it was clear—Ethan had the upper hand.

Corin’s frustration grew with each passing second. His attacks were getting blocked, his movements were getting slower, and Ethan’s confidence never wavered.

"Not enough… not enough… not enough!" Corin raged in his mind.

Then suddenly, a crazed smile stretched across his face.

"If it’s not enough, then I’ll take everything at once!"

Without hesitation, he took whole several magic-enhancing drug at once.

A terrifying change took over his body. His veins bulged unnaturally, glowing with energy. His muscles tensed, and his entire body felt weightless yet overwhelmingly powerful.

With a wild roar, he charged at Ethan at full speed.

But even after pushing his body beyond its limits—

He was still at a disadvantage.

"WHY?!" Corin suddenly screamed, his voice filled with pure rage and despair.

His body trembled. His breathing was ragged.

Then—something changed.

The arena fell silent. An eerie, heavy silence.

A single whisper broke through the stillness. "His eyes… they've turned red."

Ethan’s smirk faded. His sharp gaze locked onto Corin. His expression darkened.

"Second Awakening…?"

Corin's eyes glowed a deep, unnatural red. His pupils shifted—no longer round, but slitted, like a predator's. His teeth sharpened into fangs, and his nails stretched into long, deadly claws.

The transformation was terrifying to witness.

Corin no longer looked human.

A shiver ran through the crowd. Gasps echoed across the arena.

And then—it got worse.

Golden fur began to sprout across Corin’s body, covering him completely. His muscles swelled, his limbs stretched unnaturally, and the sound of bones snapping and reshaping filled the air.

A monstrous, inhuman figure stood in the arena.

People in the audience clutched their seats, their faces pale with fear.

“There’s no doubt about it,” someone whispered, their voice trembling. “He’s had his second awakening… and turned into a wolfman!”

Panic spread like wildfire.

The once-lively arena was now filled with fear and confusion. No one had expected this. No one was prepared.

And Corin—now more beast than man—let out a low, menacing growl.

Panic spread like wildfire.  

Screams filled the air as the audience scrambled to escape, pushing and shoving each other in blind fear. The once-organized arena turned into complete chaos. People tripped over seats, some fell to the ground, and others desperately ran toward the exit gates, their only thought being survival.  

The whole arena was in an uproar.  

But just like before—before Ethan could even react—Lortell stepped in.  

Lortell sighed as if she found everything bothersome. Then, raising her hand, she spoke in an eerily calm voice.  

"Say goodbye to your life, boy."  

Without hesitation, she swung her hand down toward Corin—  

A simple slap from her was enough to end his life.  

But then—Plop!  

Just before Lortell’s hand could reach him, Corin’s body flickered. His eyes widened in sudden fear, and—instinctively—he vanished.  

He had teleported.  

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"Don't panic! Leave in an orderly fashion! Everything is under control!" several teachers shouted, their voices booming across the arena.  

But their words fell on deaf ears.  

How could anyone believe them?  

They had just seen a student transform into a monster. A wolfman straight out of nightmares. They had witnessed something unnatural, something terrifying.  

People ignored the teachers and continued to rush out, fear clouding their minds.  

Meanwhile, amidst the chaos, Esdeath remained seated.  

She didn’t move. She didn’t flinch.  

Instead, she calmly observed the madness unfolding before her.  

Her eyes gleamed with amusement as she rested her chin on her hand.  

A small, knowing smile curved her lips.  

"Now, now…" she murmured to herself.

"Let the game begin."