°Yandere Zhongli x Fem! Reader°

- Chapter 11 -

Zhongli and Y/N ate quietly, while Zhongli talked occasionally.

'You're still going to go to school, alright? Things are okay now. They're always going to be okay. Also, can you give me the USB back now?'

'I'm... going to keep it.'

'Give it to me.'

'Please? I'll be good. I won't do anything to upset you. Trust me.'

'...Alright then.'

Once they finished eating, Y/N went to her room. It felt like ages since she had been there. Her side still stung and she could barely walk, however. Zhongli offered to tend to the wound and soon she felt better, or at least good enough.

The next day arrived and Y/N woke up as Zhongli was making breakfast.

'Are... you going to be living here? Forever?'

'Maybe. But for now, yes.'

'What about the stuff at your house?'

'I have it. Or will have it soon enough. Eat your breakfast now. I have to leave in around ten minutes. You can go later, okay?'

'...Okay.' Y/N didn't know what else to say. She ate the eggs and toast she was given and soon Zhongli left the house. 

After a while of not doing much, Y/N began to get ready to leave. Her uniform was still ripped, but it wasn't easily visible much at all. She grabbed her bag and checked the room for the keys.

Zhongli probably took them...

And Y/N left the house, beginning her journey to school like any other day.

Her mind was crammed with worries as she walked the usual path. The weird recording, Xiao finding Venti's lyre, Venti's death overall, Childe, Zhongli, everything. Y/N made a mental to-do list.

I'll first talk to Xiao at school and then I'll hopefully figure out stuff about Venti. Childe seems fine though... and I can always talk to Zhongli at home. Diluc could have some answers but I doubt he's going to tell me... And the whole thing about four traitors working for that secret organisation too... who could I ask about it? 

Childe? I mean, we're friends after all, so... But I haven't even told him about Zhongli. I'll tell him everything today.

Y/N entered the school and after two lessons break began. She decided to go over to Xiao first.

'Xiao. We... need to talk.'

Xiao looked at Y/N then led her to the courtyard outside.

'It's about... his lyre I assume?'

'Yeah, you still need to tell me, Xiao. I don't care what you say, we're still going to be friends.'

'You can't be sure of that.' Xiao stared at Y/N.

'Okay.' This wasn't getting anywhere.

'Why did you decide to take it here? Wait, where is it now?'

'Under this bush.' Xiao dragged out the lyre once again with his foot.

'Okay... so about this...' Y/N leaned down again.

'Wait. This... this isn't Venti's lyre.'

'Huh?' Xiao bent down along with the girl. 'It's... not his. Someone must have switched them. But who...'

Y/N picked up the lyre. 'It's definitely not his. Did someone see us?'

'I don't know.'

'We won't figure it out until you tell me where you found this and why it's here.'

'Fine. Fine then. A man gave it to me.'

'A man? Who?'

Xiao stayed silent for a second.

'I can't tell you the direct source... but someone involved is a man called Kaeya. Kaeya Alberbich I think.'

'Kaeya? I haven't heard of that name...'

'Yeah, well, that's all I'm telling you.'

'Right...'

'Five members of that high school are on our side.'

'I did get an assistant to kill a student in return.'

'We have two students within the classes on our side.'

'Anyway, if that's it, I'm going.' Xiao walked away once again.

Xiao can't be a traitor. He's not. There's a very small chance... but... I still have to try. If he is, I need to figure out why and who's running this organisation. Because... because... I need to. There are people dying... and I could be one of them. So, if Xiao really is -

'Y/N? Are you okay? What's this... lyre doing here? You look dizzy.'

Childe. Again?

'You didn't come to meet me after school yesterday. I told you, didn't I? Well... I was wondering whether we could today. I couldn't find you for a while, but then I thought of checking here... What's that lyre doing anyway? On the ground?'

Oh.

'Oh... I don't know. That's weird. Oh well.' Y/N picked it up and left it on a bench.

'I'm sorry, I forgot about yesterday. I was just really busy - '

'Really busy doing what? You never have clubs and you weren't doing anything after school. Am I not... important, Y/N? Am I that easy to forget?'

'I'm sorry, I - '

'Forget it.' Childe turned and walked away again.

I hate this.