Yukiteru's combat intelligence wasn't low.
Strategy, quick thinking under pressure, even flashes of inspiration for counterattacks in desperate situations…
In the original anime, he was often the one to handle many situations.
After receiving the memories provided by Hattori, Yukiteru became as cunning as a fox.
He calculated all possibilities before finally making his move.
"You... such a vicious method... just who are you..."
Black blood continuously spilled from Tsubaki's mouth, and she didn't even have the strength to call for help.
Her gloomy pupils were filled with unwillingness.
She was so close to the path to godhood, already one of the twelve in the Future Diary game, yet she had become someone else's stepping stone.
Before dying, she just wanted to know which number this man, who had calculated everything, was.
"In this game, the thing I've learned the most is not to reveal my identity."
Yukiteru looked at her dying expression.
Although he felt some sympathy inside, he still spoke coldly.
Tsubaki's pupils contracted slightly, a self-mocking smile appeared on her lips, and her heart found release.
Yes.
In this game, everyone was trying their utmost to survive, so who had any obligation to tell others their name?
She had been presumptuous.
In this world, there were no truly pure people. Everyone came for profit and died chasing profit.
The only thing she couldn't let go of in her heart was...
"You've won. I only ask one last favor. Take 'Ware Ryuuki' out of the cult, find him a safe place to stay."
Tsubaki smiled weakly, her consciousness already fading.
She looked in Yukiteru's direction, using the last of her strength to whisper faintly.
"Please... consider it the final wish of a weak woman."
With these words, she used the last of her strength, her head lolled to the side, and she collapsed onto the ground.
Black blood seeped into the floor, spreading everywhere.
Yukiteru watched her, maintaining a stunned posture, unable to recover for a long time.
In the group chat, Yukiteru opened a private chat and clicked on Hattori's avatar.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: Group Owner, I followed the memories you provided, killed Kasugano Tsubaki, and completed my first assassination.]
[Dark Group Owner: Oh? That's good, isn't it? It just verifies the reliability of my intel.]
Leaning on the sofa, Hattori smiled slightly.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: Indeed, the intel provided by the Group Owner was very precise, without a single error. Although I don't know how you managed it, it must be a method on the level of a god.]
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: But there's one thing I don't understand. In the memories you gave me, Tsubaki was clearly so evil, so hysterical, recklessly controlling the lives of her followers, and wouldn't hesitate to strike against me and Yuno. But... at the very last moment when I was about to kill her, she was so gentle towards a boy she had only met once. Why?]
Yukiteru couldn't figure it out.
According to conventional theory, Tsubaki should have been completely 'darkened', right?
Bullied in her childhood, her personality gradually warped as she grew up, imprisoned in a cell, becoming an object for others to vent on freely.
But…
It was precisely this completely darkened Kasugano Tsubaki who could feel gentle compassion for Ware Ryuuki, whom she had only met once.
Why did someone like her have to die?
As Yukiteru typed with his mind, tears streamed down uncontrollably.
In this game, it was the first time he felt deep sorrow and sympathy for an opponent's death.
[Dark Group Owner: So, do you want to change everything?]
[Dark Group Owner: Becoming a deity cannot bring everything back to life. Not Tsubaki, and you cannot survive together with Yuno either.]
[Dark Group Owner: Only by accepting the true reality and enduring it is it possible to find a way to resolve and change everything.]
'The true... reality?'
Yukiteru's heart throbbed, his fingertips trembling slightly.
'Is it finally coming?'
He knew clearly in his heart that there's no such thing as a free lunch.
The Group Owner pulled him into the chat, gave him so many benefits and information… there must be a purpose.
And the true reality was likely the Group Owner's purpose for him.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: Group Owner, I am willing to accept it.]
In the end, Yukiteru nodded and sent the message.
He wanted to change everything.
Yuno, Tsubaki, this damned game...
He was inherently a somewhat overly kind personality. If it could make everything better, Yukiteru would rather sacrifice himself.
However…
The direction Hattori wanted him to transform wasn't about sacrificing himself for everyone.
So-called darkening is more like rationalization, using the smallest cost and the most efficient means to accomplish what one most desires to do.
[Dark Group Owner has sent a memory fragment.]
[Dark Group Owner: After watching this, tell me your thoughts again.]
Yukiteru looked at the memory fragment with a black border flashing before him and swallowed hard.
'It wasn't the time to watch the video yet.'
He gently dragged Tsubaki's body out. The numerous followers outside, having lost their master's signal, had all fallen unconscious.
Yukiteru dug a pit in the courtyard and buried Tsubaki.
He erected a tombstone with a rock, inscribed with 'The Grave of the Saintess, Kasugano Tsubaki'.
'Defiled in life, you should be able to become a true saintess in death.'
Yukiteru prayed in his heart.
After finishing all this, he returned home, and called Yuno to let her know he was safe.
Only then he took a deep breath and opened the memory fragment sent by Hattori.
A dark room, a chilling atmosphere.
A girl, holding an axe in her hand, a sickly smile on her face, slowly entered the room.
"Yuno?!"
Yukiteru exclaimed, as the person in the fragment was indeed Yuno.
However, unlike the Gasai Yuno in his impression, which is timid, shy, extremely dependent on him (the one he knew is the First World Yuno, not yet fully yandere), the Yuno in the footage had an expression as cold and ruthless as Tsubaki's.
She slowly walked into the room and opened the stove door.
A shocking scene appeared.
Two emaciated middle-aged man and woman, starved to skin and bones, struggled and screamed in a cage, looking as if they had been starving for many days.
Yuno showed no other expression about this. She just threw the axe on the ground, a sickly smile curling her lips.
"Soon, I'll be with him."
"He did so many brave things to protect me today. I really, really like him so much. He's a boy who's even afraid of the sight of blood, yet he acted so bravely in front of me. Ah, Yukiteru..."
Yuno's voice, starting as a soft murmur, gradually became coquettish and charming.
Her body began to twist, as if stirred by a carnal heat, a flush also appearing on her face.
Just by thinking about Yukiteru, about those scenes of him in front of her, Yuno uncontrollably reached the peak of pleasure.