Reborn as an Yandere : Yandere X Yandere

It was eleven years ago…  

I still remember that day clearly.  

I was on my way to meet Marquee’s daughter, Claus Clandestine, in Swat.  

Sitting inside a horse carriage, I sighed, feeling bored out of my mind.  

Outside, guards rode alongside us, their serious expressions making the whole trip feel even more suffocating.  @@novelbin@@

I had already begged my parents to let me use a teleportation portal instead of traveling like this, but they refused.  

They said it was rude to use a portal when meeting someone of higher status—especially when the place wasn’t too far away.  

So, I had no choice but to endure this long, tiresome journey.  

At that time, I was fat and chubby.  

My only entertainment was eating snacks and staring out the small window of the carriage.  

Honestly, I kind of felt like a bride being sent away for marriage.  

It was embarrassing as hell.  

We were passing through Swann’s territory on our way to Swat.  

Swann was a quiet, rural village surrounded by nature.  

The air was fresh and filled with the sweet scent of flowers.  

The sight of green fields, small hills, and birds chirping from the trees made my eyes sparkle with excitement.  

It was so peaceful.  

But then—  

As we passed by a two-story house—the biggest one in the village—I noticed something that made my heart clench.  

In the garden, a group of arrogant kids were bullying a weak-looking girl.  

She had delicate pale skin, long black hair, and striking red eyes that stood out even from a distance.  

For a moment, I was stunned.  

She was eerie yet beautiful.  

But then anger surged in me.  

Why were they being so cruel to her?  

Without thinking, I turned to the butler sitting beside me.  

"Stop the carriage!" I ordered, my voice firm.  

I clenched my fists, my heart pounding with frustration.  

"I’ll teach those guys a lesson!"

But just as I was about to step out, the butler beside me stopped me with a firm voice.  

"I advise you not to do that, young master," he said, his expression serious.  

I frowned, feeling my anger rise. "But why?" I demanded.  

He turned his gaze toward the black-haired girl.  

"Young master Edward, Can't you see? She is Baron’s daughter—Esdeath Crimson. She has black hair and eerie red eyes. People say she’s a witch or a cursed child. You should stay as far away from her as possible," he explained.  

Hearing his words, I felt even more confused.  

"Black hair? It’s just hair! That’s not how we judge a person!" I argued.  

The butler let out a sigh. "You are being rude again, young master. This is an order from your father. We can’t interfere."  

His words immediately shut me up.  

As the carriage continued moving, my eyes remained fixed on Esdeath Crimson.  

She was running away from those kids, holding a book almost half her size.  

My heart ached.  

Not just because I was angry—but because I saw myself in her.  

Yes!  

At that time, I was a chubby, fat kid who was terrible at sports and hard work.  

I, too, was once bullied by the local kids.  

Even the maids in my house would joke about me when they thought I couldn’t hear them.  

It hurt. It really did.  

It made me feel small. It made me lose confidence in myself.  

But one day, I used my noble status to teach those kids a hard lesson. I even fired the maids who mocked me.  

After that, everything changed.  

The kids who once bullied me? Their parents came begging for my forgiveness.  

The maids I fired? They pleaded for another chance.  

And yet…  

Instead of feeling happy, I just stopped going outside even more.  

I stopped playing with other kids.  

I thought standing up for myself would make me feel better.  

But it only made me feel lonelier.  

And that’s why…  

Watching Esdeath being bullied made me remember my own past.  

It was like I was watching myself all over again.  

But then—something shocked me.  

Even as she ran toward her home, even after being bullied—she still had a smile on her face.  

I was baffled.  

"Why?" I whispered to myself.  

"You can use your noble status to punish those kids. You can make them suffer like they made you suffer… but you’re not doing it?  

Just what are you trying to achieve, Esdeath Crimson?"  

Many questions flooded my mind as the carriage moved further and further away from the garden.

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After that incident, Three whole year passed like flowing water.  

But no matter how much time went by, I kept thinking about that moment.  

Esdeath’s smile, her small figure running away, the way she held that large book tightly in her arms—it all stayed in my mind.  

And before I even realized it, I somehow found myself back in Swann’s territory.  

I didn’t plan it.  

I didn’t know why I was drawn there.  

But when I arrived, I heard something that broke my heart even more.  

Esdeath was just trying to make real friends.  

She wanted to play with them, spend time with them, and be accepted.  

That was why she did everything to be with them—even forgiving them after they bullied her.  

Hearing this, I felt a deep sense of pity for her.  

She just wanted what everyone else had.  

A normal childhood.  

A group of friends.  

But then, I heard something terrifying.  

The kids who once bullied Esdeath? They—and their families—had mysteriously disappeared one night.  

Just like that. Gone.  

Of course, I didn’t believe such rumors.  

I knew Esdeath wasn’t the type to do something like that.  

She was kind.  

She forgave them.  

That’s why I went to meet her.  

And for the first time… we talked.  

She was nervous—very nervous.  

Her face had deep wrinkles, like she hadn’t slept in weeks.  

There were small scars peeking out from under her clothes.  

Some bruises, too.  

When she noticed me looking, she quickly covered them with her hands.  

I wanted to ask about them.  

But we weren’t close enough for that.  

So instead, I simply extended my hand toward her.  

"Ms. Esdeath, I’ll get straight to the point. I want to be friends with you," I said with confidence.  

I thought she would be happy.  

I thought she would immediately accept.  

But to my surprise…  

She shook her head.  

Then, she smiled.  

"I already have one," she said.  

Her face turned red.  

And the next thing I knew—  

She quickly turned around, slammed the door shut, and disappeared inside her house.  

I stood there, stunned.  

"Did… Did I just get rejected?" I muttered to myself.  

I looked down at my chubby body.  

"I guess so… Who would want to be friends with a lazy, fat guy like me?"  

With a bitter chuckle, I turned around and left Swann.  

But even after I left…  

I couldn’t stop thinking about her smile.  

It was charming.  

It was mysterious.  

And before I even realized it, I was drawn to her.  

Maybe… it was love at first sight.  

But Esdeath and I were different, i was an awakened noble.  

She was a baron without any special power.  

I went to the academy and climbed the ranks. Time passed quickly, and soon, I was about to enter my second year.  

But then, I heard something that made my heart sink.  

Esdeath was already seventeen. And no one wanted to marry her.  

Everyone still believed she was cursed.  

That was when I made my decision.  

If no one would marry her—then I would.  

To be honest, I had already wanted to marry her long ago.  

But now, I finally had a reason to do it.  

My parents were furious. They immediately rejected the idea.  

But I was determined, I threatened them, I told them I would take my own life if they didn’t agree and all that crap.

I did everything I could to force them into accepting.  

And in the end…  

They had no choice but to say yes.

Esdeath's parents were under pressure. A noble girl, already seventeen, still unawakened and unmarried? 

It was disgraceful. People whispered that she was cursed, some doubted her character, and others simply pitied her. But none of that mattered to me.  

I wanted to marry her.  

I thought everything was set. I would give her the happy life she deserved. But then, everything fell apart.  

One day, news spread—Esdeath had awakened.  

And with that, my marriage to her was canceled.  

I fought against it. I begged her parents, argued that nothing had changed, but they refused. I locked myself in my room, unable to eat or sleep. Before I realized it, I had fallen into depression.  

A month passed before I finally stepped outside.  

The maids gasped when they saw me.  

“Was young master always this handsome?” they whispered.  

I had lost all my weight, my face had sharpened, and my body had become lean. Even my parents struggled to recognize me. But I didn’t care about any of that.  

I went straight to the academy to see Esdeath—only to find out she had left. She was searching for someone, and no one knew when she would return.  

I thought I had lost my last chance to see her.  

But fate had other plans.  

I finally saw her again—on the battlefield of a grand competition. She stood tall, fighting with fierce determination, a smile on her face as always. But something had changed. Her aura was stronger, her presence overwhelming. Yet, despite everything, she was still the same Esdeath.  

And at that moment, I realized something.  

All I ever wanted was for her to be happy.  

With one last look, I muttered, “Well then, I guess we’ll never meet again. Have a good life, Ms. Esdeath Crimson.”  

And I walked away.  

I thought it was over. That our paths would never cross again.  

But I was wrong.  

Because in the middle of chaos—where people were dying, where the world was crumbling—we met once more.

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Edward gritted his teeth as the intense heat of the Scorching Lava Snake’s lava wave bore down on him. 

The sheer power behind the attack was enough to melt solid rock, yet he stood firm, channeling his family's secret technique to create a protective barrier. 

Normally, this move required twenty trained mages standing in formation, each drawing power from dozens of essence stones. But Edward didn’t have that luxury.  

Instead, he was using a far more dangerous substitute—his own life force.  

Every ten seconds drained away two years of his lifespan, like sand slipping through an hourglass. It had already been fifteen seconds. Three years gone. Just like that.  

His vision blurred slightly, exhaustion creeping in, but he forced himself to focus. He turned his head just enough to catch sight of Esdeath, standing frozen in shock. Next to her was a girl he didn’t recognize—Selene—but now wasn’t the time for questions.  

"Ms. Esdeath, run!" he shouted, his voice hoarse from strain. "Run as fast as you can! I'll hold him off!"  

Esdeath hesitated for a fraction of a second before nodding. She grabbed Selene’s hand and bolted, her academy uniform flapping behind her.  

Edward exhaled heavily, shifting his stance as the Scorching Lava Snake hissed in fury. He had to hold out until Esdeath was out of sight. Just a little longer.  

The intense heat made his skin blister, sweat pouring down his face like rain. The barrier flickered, demanding more energy, more years of his life.  

Another ten seconds. Two more years.

His body felt heavier, his limbs weaker. He could feel his youth slipping away, replaced by aching joints and a worn-out heart. 

By now, he was already like a fifty-eight-year-old man with long hair like a girl and heavy beard and slight wrinkles in academy uniform and long nails.

Still, he held on.  

Only when Esdeath’s silhouette finally disappeared beyond the burning landscape did he let out a shaky breath. He smiled weakly.  

"I wish you a happy life, Ms. Esdeath," he murmured.  

His legs gave out. He collapsed onto the charred ground, gasping for air. His vision darkened, his body failing him at last.  

The Scorching Lava Snake reared back, ready to strike the final blow.  

Edward smirked, his cracked lips barely moving.  

"I guess this is the end."  

He closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable.  

But then—  

BOOM!

A deafening explosion shook the battlefield.  

Edward’s eyes fluttered open in shock. His blurred vision caught the figure of a Rank A Awakened charging straight into battle, their aura radiating sheer power. The Scorching Lava Snake let out a furious roar as flames and energy clashed.  

Edward blinked, barely able to process what was happening.  

"Am I… saved?" he muttered weakly, watching the battle unfold before his fading consciousness took over.

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Esdeath ran as fast as she could, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. Her feet pounded against the dirt path, her legs aching, but she didn’t stop. 

She had to keep moving. The academy gardens were ahead—the safest direction. There were barely any monsters there, only a few in the distance.  

But something was wrong.  

Her head throbbed violently, a sharp, stabbing pain shooting through her skull. Her vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness almost made her stumble. A storm of memories—memories that weren’t hers—rushed into her mind, like a dam breaking and flooding her thoughts.  

Her steps slowed. Her body trembled.  

Then, voices.  

"What is wrong with this kid? Is he really my son? Don't tell me you cheated on me? He’s a failure!"  

A deep, scornful male voice echoed in her ears, full of disappointment and disgust.  

Before she could process it, another memory surfaced.  

A woman knelt in front of a door, her hands clasped together, pleading desperately.  

"Husband, don’t do this! He’s still very young!"  

But then, in an instant, the same woman was standing over a small child, her face twisted in fury as she raised a whip.  

Crack!  

The child flinched, his small hands clutching their arms, trying to shield himself from the blows.  

"If you want to stay inside all day, why weren’t you born as a girl?!" the woman shouted, her voice filled with frustration and rage. "You can’t even speak properly in front of others! What will they think of me? How badly I’ve raised my child?!"  

The whip lashed out again.  

Esdeath’s breathing grew ragged, her entire body trembling.  

She got another fragment of memory where she stood in front of a big cupboard, Inside the cupboard was rotten death body of a old couple.

"I killed my own parents?", He/she muttered and Turned and sat down on the bed.

It was like he/she had two choice,Either cry or be happy.

And She chose the latter one.

"Hehehe hahahahaha........", 

And then—another memory.  

This time also she wasn’t a girl.

She was a man again but tall and strong, gripping a gun in his hands. A beautiful black-haired girl layed down before him, smiling softly but her body was heavily injured.  

"I wanted to say something before I die," she said, her voice calm despite the situation. "Actually… I always liked you."  

Her smile was genuine, warm, filled with emotions.  

But instead of feeling moved, he—no, she—smirked, an eerie, twisted grin stretching across his face.  

"Hehehe… Fuck you!"  

And then—  

Bang!  

The gunshot rang in her ears, loud and deafening.  

Esdeath let out a sharp cry, clutching her head as she fell to her knees. Her heart pounded wildly, her entire body drenched in sweat.  

"My head…! It hurts! It hurts so much!"  

Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn’t even realize it. The flood of memories, the voices, the pain—it was too much.  

Beside her, Selene’s face twisted in panic. The little girl’s blue eyes filled with tears as she reached for her mother.  

"Mother, what’s wrong?!" Selene sobbed, her tiny hands shaking Esdeath’s shoulders. "Please, wake up! Don’t leave me!"  

But before Esdeath could answer, before she could even open her mouth—  

Her vision went black.  

She collapsed onto the ground, completely unconscious.  

Esdeath was in her most venerable condition right now.