CHAPTER 130: NO? YOU DIDN’T SLEEP WITH HIM?

Chuckkk!!

Drip...

Blood dripped on Valra’s forearm, warm and sticky, as she lay sprawled on the ground, her breath heavy.

Her eyes darted up at Sakura who was straddling her chest, sitting firmly on top of her, a small sharp knife clutched tight in her trembling hands. Valra’s fingers clamped around Sakura’s wrist, holding it steady, stopping her from making another merciless cut.

Sakura’s eyes were dark, muddy, filled with something unstable and wild. She dragged her tongue slowly along the knife’s bloody edge, savouring it, before curling her lips into a disgusted grimace.

"Yuck... tastes like bitch in heat!"

Veins popped violently across Valra’s forehead.

"Are you freaking insane?!"

Sakura tilted her head, smiling wickedly, her teeth glinting under the dim light. "Insane? Who?" Her gaze shifted left and right, as if searching the room for some phantom madwoman only she could see.

Valra’s frown deepened, "This is not funny!!" she sneered.

Sakura’s eyes grew darker, her pupils almost drowning in black.

"Yeah... it’s not funny, right?" Her head lowered, strands of her hair falling across her face as her free hand shook. Valra’s grip still held her wrist in place, but Sakura’s voice cracked with dark, "The nerve of you... the audacity... doing something behind my back!!"

Valra blinked rapidly, ’Is she serious? Just for the kiss?’

But then... her chest tightened. It was wrong, yes—so damn wrong—but somewhere deep down, wasn’t it also good?

The jealousy, the heat, the obsession?

Maybe Valra herself might have reacted the same if she were in Sakura’s place. After all, hadn’t she threatened Sakura once before, desperate to force herself into that tangled web of lies?

Just then, Sakura snapped, gripping the knife tighter before jerking it free from Valra’s hold. Without hesitation, she lunged, the blade shooting straight for Valra’s eyes. Valra’s heart lurched as her eyes widened. She twisted her neck sharply, tilting her head just in time, the knife slicing past her cheek... barely escaping the cold bite of steel.

"BITCH!!" Valra screamed, her voice echoing with rage and disbelief.

But it wasn’t over... Not even close!!

For a bitch who slept with her beloved Senior!

She needed to die!

Sakura moved again... another stab, then another. Her arm slashed through the air in relentless fury, each strike aimed mercilessly at Valra’s eyes. Valra tilted her head side to side, jerking, weaving, each time barely escaping death by a fraction of an inch.

"How dare you!"

Stab!

"How dare you!!"

Stab!

"How dare you!!"

Stab!

"How dare you fuck him!!"

Stab!

Valra’s eyes widened at the words, the rhythm of her heartbeat suddenly stumbling. She blinked in shock, her mind reeling. ’Fuck him? What the hell is she talking about?!’ She twisted her head again, narrowly slipping away from the knife’s path.

"Just stop moving!! I need to focus!!" Sakura shrieked, her face twisted, spit flying from her mouth as she stabbed over and over, her hand shaking but still refusing to relent.

’Like hell I will, bitch!’ Valra gritted her teeth. In a sudden burst of desperation, she shoved her knee hard into Sakura’s back. The strike landed, jolting Sakura’s body forward in a sudden, painful jerk.

And in that single moment of break, Valra seized her chance. She smacked Sakura’s wrist sharply, knocking the knife loose, the blade clattering against the ground. Her chest burned, her breath ragged, but before Sakura could even think of reaching for it again...

"I didn’t sleep with him!!" Valra shouted, her voice echoing in the room just as another knife — one Sakura had hidden behind her pocket — suddenly shot toward her face again.

The blade flew like lightning but halted right at the last second, stopping an inch away from her skin.

Valra didn’t even blink. Her whole body froze.

Sakura blinked too, her wild expression shifting ever so slightly... a little less murderous, a little more... suspicious.

"No? You didn’t sleep with him?" she asked, narrowing her eyes with doubt, as if trying to sniff out a lie.

Valra’s cheeks turned red in an instant. "Of course not, idiot!" she snapped. The very thought made her blush even more, her face heating up all the way to her ears.

Her words were firm, but her voice cracked with embarrassment. Just imagining it made her heart skip in shame and frustration.

Sakura’s eyes changed colour again.. softening slightly, and then she suddenly smiled, almost sweetly, before standing up from Valra’s body. She dusted her skirt with both hands and casually patted off imaginary dirt.

"Fu~Fu~ My bad!" she sang playfully, as if she hadn’t just tried to stab someone in the face.

Veins bulged visibly on Valra’s forehead. "You almost killed me there! And all you say is My bad?!" she barked, half-yelling, half-choking on disbelief.

But Sakura just smiled even more as if nothing was wrong. Her expression looked relieved, almost proud, as she tilted her head with a teasing grin.

She had almost worried, you know?

She had almost thought she’d lost her beloved Senior... to this shameless witch!

But now? Now it seemed like it was all just a false alarm.

There was no need to panic anymore.

Her precious Senior... still had his V-Card.

"Sigh... thank goodness," Sakura exhaled dramatically. "You should’ve just said that from the beginning!" she added with an exaggerated tired face, wiping imaginary sweat from her forehead like she had just survived a war.

Her chuckle was full of amusement, lips curling in satisfaction.

She seriously couldn’t believe she lost her cool like that!

If her beloved had seen her just now... with those dark eyes, wild hair, and knife-happy hands... wouldn’t he have been scared of her?

’Ugh... I need to control myself...’ she thought to herself, pressing a palm to her forehead with shame.

Meanwhile, Valra’s lips twitched hard. She stared at Sakura in silence, clearly annoyed, watching her act like she was the victim in all this. Not even one apology for trying to murder her?

’Whatever... First, I need to leave this place...’ Valra sighed inwardly. Her muscles were tense, her mind already preparing to walk away from this insanity. She turned on her heel, ready to leave.

But just before she could take a step—

"Wait! Then what the hell were you trying to do with your fingers?" Sakura suddenly frowned, her tone sharp again, pointing suspiciously at Valra’s hand.

If they didn’t "insert" anything into the cave... then what exactly had she been doing, huh?

Valra let out a long, irritated sigh. She’d rather just tell the truth with her own mouth than suffer another round of Sakura’s twisted imagination. "We just kissed—" she began, exasperated.

Thud!!

Something sharp sliced the air past her cheek.

Valra flinched violently. Her eyes widened as she glanced behind her. There, stabbed deep into the wall... was another knife, still vibrating from the force of impact.

Slowly, cautiously, she turned her head back toward Sakura...

And what she saw made her soul drop.

Sakura’s eyes... were getting dark again.

’Argh! Not again!’ Valra groaned inwardly, already bracing herself for round two of this psychotic storm.