Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 174

At the DE Team Clubhouse—

Whether it was the main roster, the second team, or even the trainee squad, their collective mood lately could be summed up like this:

The sky is falling.
The sky’s patched up.
The sky’s falling again.
The sky’s patched up again.
The sky’s now full of holes—and they’re scrambling to mend it.

Good news: The captain was discharged from the hospital after his car accident and would be returning to train soon.

Bad news: The captain knowingly became a homewrecker. The captain is dating a fan. The fan he’s dating turns out to be a private-stalking fan. Oh, and this girlfriend writes RPF fanfiction… about him.

What kind of team owner-captain combo manages to serve up this many jaw-dropping scandals in just two weeks?

Seriously, just look at that list—was there even one thing remotely respectable?

Whenever Coach took them out for scrims lately, they were all wrapped up in ball caps and black masks, armed like fugitives, practically wishing the earth would swallow them whole.

To sum it up: DE Team’s impression of their future “sister-in-law” was overwhelmingly negative.

To start with, being a sasaeng (stalking fan) was already enough to make people bristle. Anyone who’s experienced that knows—no one enjoys being shadowed and spied on by some creepy obsessive.

Except for You Che.

He was absolutely addicted to his sister’s possessiveness. Forget invading his work and private life—if she wanted to cross the final boundary and invade him physically, he’d welcome it with open arms.

Other fans claimed they “liked” him, but they couldn’t even figure out what hotel he was staying at.

Only his sister truly loved him. So what if she stalked him? So what if she took secret photos? That was just how she expressed her love!

Anyone else doing it? Legal action. Perverted. Gross. No boundaries. They could rot in jail.

Before returning to the base for training, You Che gave Coach a quick heads-up.

“Tell the team to get it together and show some spirit today. My sister’s—”

He paused.
“—Let’s just say the boss lady’s coming by for an inspection.”

Most of the DE base was male, with just a few female trainees. You Che had always hesitated to bring his sister there—but then again, he also couldn’t stand the idea of her being out of his sight, giving anyone else a chance to sneak in.

He’d been mentally prepared to beg, whine, throw tantrums if needed—anything to convince her to come stay at the base with him.

But she’d agreed after he mentioned it in passing.

She really did love him so much!

“…Got it, boss,” Coach Sun replied, barely holding back a sigh.

Seriously, bringing a sasaeng into the team base—was that even remotely appropriate?

The players were just as close to losing it.

But very quickly, they all realized—

This was more than appropriate.

Before You Che brought Su Ci over, he had housekeepers from his old mansion come and prep the room. In addition to daily necessities, they brought over boxes and boxes of… strange things.

Jungler Shang Xue snuck a peek inside one of the boxes and was stunned to find…

Photos. Hundreds of photos. Of their team captain, spanning from childhood to now.

“…What are these for?”

The housekeeper didn’t really know either, but still replied politely:

“Young Master instructed us to wallpaper Young Madam’s room with these photos. Some custom ornaments and wall décor are still on the way. I hope we haven’t disturbed your training.”

The players all sighed in unison.

Yup. Their captain’s illness had reached the terminal stage.

At 4 PM, Coach Sun called everyone to pause training, straighten up, and look presentable. A few clerks arrived carrying a lavish afternoon tea spread.

Standing at the doorway, You Che held Su Ci’s hand, a little nervous.

He was worried his idiot teammates might embarrass him.

“Sis, don’t pay them any mind. Just treat this like your own home. Feel free to do whatever you want…”

“Okay.”

Su Ci gently hooked her fingers around his pale knuckles—her hands were smooth and cool like jade, a hand fetishist’s dream.

“Screech—”

The grating scrape of a chair broke the moment. Shang Xue’s eyes went wide as he pinched his own arm hard and gasped:

“Holy shit—it didn’t hurt!”

He must’ve been dreaming.

Because there’s no way a sasaeng looked that much like a fairy.

And even if she really were a sasaeng… how could someone so beautiful possibly need to stalk anyone? Their captain must’ve saved a galaxy in his past life to land a goddess like this.

Midlaner adjusted his glasses and sighed.

“You didn’t pinch yourself. You pinched my arm.”

While they were still busy questioning reality, their top laner had already gone full traitor.

Cradling a slice of tiramisu, he slid dramatically across the floor, kneeling before her like a simping servant.

“Good afternoon, Sister-in-law! I’m DE’s top laner, Qing Jian. Nice to meet you, please take care of me!”

“Let’s exchange numbers and add each other on WeChat. It’ll be great to discuss life goals and shared hobbies—I’m an Aries, born in the Year of the Dog, third-gen only son—”

“Get lost!”

You Che didn’t hesitate—he kicked him away on the spot, shielding Su Ci from view with an innocent smile.

“Ignore him, sis. I have no idea where this delusional sasaeng came from. I’ll have security toss him out.”