I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 118 - 112: Yao Han’s Ultimate Move: Three-Inch Morta

Seeing Naiko doubting life on the couch.

One mont she furrowed her brows, the next she sighed, her lack of confidence spilling off the screen.

Unfortunately, this ti she couldn’t send any ssages.

Sakura could only fret from here, almost feeling like she was going to explode.

"Oi, my dear granny, don’t frown too much. It’s not that your talent is lacking, it’s that this glasses-wearing guy simply doesn’t like won!"

"Haha, this gay guy’s attitude has really shaken Naiko’s confidence."

"Sss, wait a minute, am I the only one who’s noticed sothing off here?"

"I can understand the glasses guy being gay, after all, everyone rges here, but what’s up with that uncle? Is he also gay?"

"But he doesn’t seem like it, does he?"

Could this be the so-called don’t judge a book by its cover?

"Wild guess here, but maybe this old Mu is so celibacy master who has long detached himself from worldly desires."

"Bullshit! I’d rather believe he’s been castrated than believe he can abstain from desires!"

"East rises the sun, west falls the rain, abstaining from desires is impossible!"

"And there’s the rain from the east to the west..."

"Learn more about the word ’gay,’ and one day you’ll beco irresistible?"

"One day? Concise and easy to understand..."

"Guys, please, stop showing off your literary flair."

"Tsk, anyway this Mu definitely has so secrets, it’s fishy!"

...

"Miss Naiko, would you like to clean the bathroom?"

After dinner, Aunt Xiu ca over.

[Rule Nine: Do not try to anger them; if the patients have any requests, it’s best to comply.]

And since the other is a woman, Naiko could only agree to the request as per the rules.

"By the way, no need to clean the bathroom on the first floor, check the one on the second floor."

Second floor?

Sothing feels wrong!

Naiko paused, her gaze scanning for Xiao Qing.

She really didn’t want to keep using this young boy, but...

Currently, she had no better alternatives.

Once she found Xiao Qing, she wouldn’t need his help to clean.

Even just having Xiao Qing with her made Naiko feel more secure.

Where’s Xiao Qing?

Strange?

He was just playing with plastic toys in the hall, and now Naiko couldn’t find him when she looked back.

"Miss Naiko, what are you looking for? It’s getting late, hurry up and clean the upstairs."

Aunt Xiu just watched Naiko, not giving her a chance to refuse, and handed her the mop directly.

She watched her until she reached the second floor, not allowing her any chance to slack off.

Standing in front of the bathroom on the second floor, Naiko bit her silver teeth helplessly.

Holding onto her last bit of hope, she looked downstairs one last ti.

Xiao Qing was still nowhere to be seen.

Downstairs, only He nghan and Aunt Xiu were there.

The two glamorous won were whispering to each other like gossipy neighbors, pointing upstairs at Naiko from ti to ti.

"Xiao ng, where did you take Xiao Qing?"

"Hehe, I sent him and Xiao Ran to my room."

What?

Xiao Ran was also taken away by He nghan?

"I’m telling you, if you bully my Xiao Ran, I won’t let you get away with it!"

"Cut it out, don’t you know ? I’m not interested in her; when it cos to bullying Xiao Ran, who could do it more than you?"

He nghan’s eyes flickered as she stared at Aunt Xiu, her words dripping with sarcasm.

Aunt Xiu’s face darkened, and with a cold snort, she ignored her.

"Oh co on, Aunt Xiu, just kidding. Let’s wait and see the show from the Manager~"

Speaking of watching the show, Aunt Xiu perked up.

"That’s right! Don’t they see how perfectly I’ve tid this? Just in ti, that lunatic had to go to the bathroom."

The jealousy won harbor towards each other over looks and figures is far stronger than that of n.

Even though Naiko’s attractiveness wasn’t particularly outstanding—dead even with He nghan—her figure was top-notch.

If it weren’t for the fact that Naiko wasn’t their type, He nghan and Aunt Xiu would have thought of doing her in last night.

"Ugh~"

Naiko sighed, still without Xiao Qing, deciding to clean the bathroom alone.

Not like the typical light or opaque glass door of regular bathrooms.

The door to the bathroom on the second floor was wooden...

The dark brown door appeared exceptionally thick.

Oppressive, heavy... making it hard for Naiko to breathe...

It felt like sothing horrifying was hidden behind the door.

Taking a deep breath, Naiko placed her hand on the doorknob.

What must co, will co...

’Creak~’

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Naiko’s eyes widened!

!!!!

There was nothing inside?!

She had just braced herself to see sothing utterly ssy.

For instance, including but not limited to corpses, chunks of flesh, innards, and so freaky items.

But this bathroom was surprisingly clean.

No, that’s not right...

More than clean?

Let’s put it this way, the floor was sparkling!

And the room didn’t feel chilly at all.

There was no creepy feeling, nor any hair-raising sixth sense.

Was there even a refreshing scent of lavender and mint mixed together?

Was there anything left to clean?

Hold on?

Sothing seed off about the sll.

Besides a faint scent of air freshener, there was also a stench, though light, that pierced right into the brain.

Seems to be here?

Following the sll, Jiang Xiao cautiously lifted the toilet lid.

And then she "yuck"ed in disgust.

Not to ntion the black ring on the toilet, but all kinds of ssy stuff as well.

Never mind, too filthy to discuss.

Weird really.

The entire place was so clean, why was the toilet so dirty?

Since she was here, she obviously had to clean it.

’Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~’

She turned on the tap and started to rinse the mop.

This task of cleaning the bathroom didn’t seem dangerous, did it?

Watching Jiang Xiao work at her own pace, Sakura was going crazy!

[Dear goddess! Get out of here! If that creepy old Wang catches you, you’re screwed!]

[If Jiang Xiao gets violated by him, I’ll die with you!]

[Uh, if Jiang Xiao gets molested by him, I hope it’s uncensored...]

While Jiang Xiao was mopping.

The door was opened.

Jiang Xiao only felt a darkening in the room and realized soone was blocking the light from outside.

She even stopped her mopping and stiffly turned around.

"Who?"

"Don’t care who it is, I’m not going!"

Old Wang shook his head like a bobblehead.

"What do you an? This morning I was already mistaken by Xiao Ran as a perverted uncle who eats shit, do you want to send there?"

"Baba, baba!"

"You’re right, Broken Tongue, you’re a pervert after all."

"Are you sure you understand him? Why do I feel like Broken Tongue is cursing?"

"Baa! Baa baa!!"

"Got the nerve to say? It’s probably you he’s cursing!"

A’Zhi, Old Wang, Yao Han gathered in Broken Tongue’s room.

"A’Zhi, if you don’t go, do you think Broken Tongue will spare you?"

Glasses guy remained silent.

He had clashed with Broken Tongue last night...

That’s why Broken Tongue was now bedridden, otherwise A’Zhi wouldn’t dare to enter his room.

"How about this, whether it works or not, just take him to that room and try! I’ll help you negotiate with Broken Tongue!"

Old Wang suggested a "deal" to make A’Zhi act.

"Right, you ca to us today just to get us to persuade Broken Tongue to let you off, didn’t you?"

Yao Han said indifferently.

A’Zhi sighed helplessly.

This was the only ti he dared enter the rooms of Old Wang and Yao Han during the day.

Only these two could persuade Broken Tongue to spare him.

Bla himself for being confused last night.

Damn it!

(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

A’Zhi really wanted to slap himself hard!

If he had known, he would have just made that fixture last night and let Broken Tongue pole dance on it!

"Go on, we three are deep in sin, definitely can’t go ourselves, but you...might have a slightly smaller chance of bumping into the wronged."

"Alright, I’ll go, but just so we’re clear, this Manager is kinda creepy, and this might not work!"

"Yeah, the Manager indeed has the brush, we all know it, just do your best!"

Old Wang said while subtly moving behind Yao Han, trying to rub against him.

Feeling the movent behind him, Yao Han’s face darkened, and he quickly turned around with a swift high kick aid at the groin!

"You’re looking for death!"

Old Wang seed prepared, predicting Yao Han’s groin kick, and he leaped away from Yao Han’s attack range.

But Yao Han had anticipated Old Wang’s anticipation.

With a flick of her hand, a pair of scissors from Broken Tongue’s shelf flew into her hand, following Old Wang’s movents and placing the scissors right at his critical spot!

Yao Han:

"You old fart, do you know what ’Three Inch World’ is?"

Yao Han’s voice was frivolous, and her expression was cute.

But Old Wang’s face turned deathly pale.

He felt Yao Han wasn’t joking, the scissors had already cut through his underwear...

"Hehe, you old fart, as they say, ’When you’re in the jianghu, how can you not be knifed?’ Just a couple of inches, I think you shouldn’t mind too much, right?"

As she spoke, Yao Han playfully flicked the scissors inward.