Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Who exactly is in Chapter 102?

In the end, she stuck out her tongue.

It didn't have the sour or foul smell I expected; instead, it had a faint, refreshing orange scent.

But this could not alleviate the nausea in spring.

He was forced to lick the clitoris of a stranger.

This is not something he can accept.

"Nakamura-kun... please don't—"

Haruhi only slightly opened his mouth, as if begging Sai to let him go, but before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted.

The method is also quite unique.

Sai tensed his calves and twisted his knees hard.

The aroma of citrus filled my mouth on a spring day.

"Did I give you permission to speak, Sword Tomb?"

Her eyes were wide open, revealing a morbid madness. Her lips, painted with a grapefruit-colored reflective lip gloss, parted slightly, giving off a maniacal laugh.

"Hahahaha, you're nothing but a thief! Don't try to talk anymore, or I really don't know what I'll do."

"Hey, what do you think would happen if I gave this shirt to a teacher?"

Springtime's eyes, brimming with tears of humiliation, were filled with fear, and she instinctively shook her head.

He could only stir the citrus aroma even more vigorously to satisfy Sai.

Sai nodded and stood up.

Ignoring the wetness and stickiness on her feet, she stepped into the kidney-shaped shoes.

Sai patted the dirt off Haruhi and gently hugged him from behind.

I was slumped over in spring, never expecting this unexpected turn of events.

What exactly is she doing?

Aren't they just perpetrators of violence, like those delinquents?

What are we doing now?

He dared not think whether Sai liked him, after all, someone like him was not worthy.

The scent of citrus filled his body, and Sai's voice came from behind Haruhi's head. The warm breath mixed with the smell of orange soda blew on his earlobe, raising goosebumps.

"Shinya, did you see that? You're a pervert, a gym uniform thief pervert who'll do whatever you're told."

"And so am I. I'm a blackmailer who uses leverage against you."

Haruhi turned around in disbelief, only to meet Sai's gentle eyes.

......

"So, under these circumstances, you can still kiss?"

Fujino adjusted his glasses, looking incredulous.

Haruhi said that was his first kiss.

At first, Fujino could understand, after all, as a Yin-Yang person, this thing should have been preserved until he was 30 years old without any accidents.

But kissing, he couldn't understand.

She just put her foot up your palate, bro... how could you kiss her like that?

However, from a professional perspective, Fujino had to admit it.

That guy did a great job.

A perfect example of PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics.

First, by finding a weakness that made it impossible for them to turn things around, they forcibly bound the two together.

Sai then trampled on Haruhi's dignity and even made him do things he didn't want to do.

In his most desperate moment, Sai used a sentence composed of similarly derogatory words to express a core concept—

"You're scum. But I don't despise you. Because I'm scum too, we're the same kind."

Let alone someone like Xiao Chunan, who is of the same caliber as Haruhi, Nakamura Sai's combination of moves would be just as effective against those 30-year-old office workers.

Of course, this is all predicated on the premise that this "handle is impossible to turn the tables on".

If spring doesn't provide this leverage, then everything is just castles in the air, and there's nothing to talk about.

Fujino glanced at Haruhi with a hint of regret.

Can this be described as being trapped by one's own actions, or reaping what one sows?

If he hadn't stolen the clothes, he wouldn't have been trampled on by Sai.

So, even though Sai is 99% wrong, does that mean you, Kasuga Shin, aren't 1% wrong too?

But he certainly wouldn't say that out loud.

Being complained about by patients for making careless remarks is not something a qualified psychiatrist should do.

But Fujino was still somewhat confused.

If that's all, it's just that the BDSM community has gained a new pair of besties.

It seems that not only has Chunri gotten out of this mess, but she has even found a new girlfriend.

He immediately made a judgment—

When this happens, it means that the patient has concealed a lot of information.

Could it be that he's eager to end this abnormal relationship and therefore wants to seek help...?

Or perhaps he has unilaterally severed ties with Sai, but finds himself unable to forget the former Chu Ren?

Fujino tries to figure out what Kasuga wants.

"So, Kasuga-kun, after listening to all you've said, what exactly do you want from me?"

Fujino rested her chin on her hand, twirling her pen, her gaze towards Haruhi somewhat lazy and casual.

This is his professional mask.

Sometimes, it's necessary to make patients feel that their past isn't so important in order to help them move on.

Clearly, this core demand energized Shinya Kasuga.

"Right! I felt something was off about this relationship. Don't you feel the same way?"

"So I want to end this, what's wrong with that? But why! Why can't I end it?"

As Haruhi looked at Fujino, the words were still on her lips when tears silently streamed down her face.

Why is she like a nightmare, clinging to me like this?

"Why is it that just when I've made up my mind to leave, I'm always given a touch of tenderness?"

That's obvious.

Fujino thought to himself, "What if you run away?"

Anyone who has ever fished knows that the correct way to fish is to use the bait to reel in the fish.

Neither letting the fish swim freely nor constantly tightening the fishing line is the right approach.

Add to that a slight Stockholm syndrome and the allure of first love...

Fujino could easily understand Haruhi's struggles.

I want it to end, but I'm also secretly pleased.

After all, she was his first love, the first woman to get close to him, and he didn't want to leave her easily.

This is all understandable.

But this is unfair to his current girlfriend.

Therefore, Fujino planned to wait for his current girlfriend to arrive so that the three of them could have an honest talk.

Let's chat for a bit now.

Before that little girl arrives, there's no need to delve into either the springtime treatment plan or the less-than-pleasant truth for her.

"Haruhi-kun, speaking of which, I didn't even know where you studied. Would you mind telling me?"

"Fujino-san, is this also part of the treatment?"

"It is possible."

Shinya Kasuga took a deep breath: "If it helps the current situation, then there's nothing inconvenient about it."

"I'm in Setagaya Ward, at Shimokitazawa High School. These things happened there too."

Ok?

Fujino scratched his head.

Setagaya Ward, Shimokitazawa?

Do you think you've heard this place name before?

First came Beast Senpai, then came Nakamura Sai.

This place really produces a lot of talented people.

Is it a place with a lot of hentai (sexual misconduct)?

With this background added, the story of spring takes on even more interpretations.

Setagaya Ward has always been a traditional elite area, with almost all families being middle-class or above.

This also explains why the heroines in Kasuga no Shita all have a delicate fragrance.

That's most likely thanks to their maid.

Her lip gloss also explains it; as a daughter of a wealthy family...

Indeed, even her behavior can be subject to some assumptions.

The young lady, who had been suppressed for too long, developed some psychological problems and liked to vent them through this channel.

In an instant, he understood many things.

However, there were too many loose threads, and he didn't know how to organize them for a while.

dong dong dong-

Before Fujino could answer the knock, he saw Kasuga Shinya suddenly sit up straight.

His body was so stiff it looked like he had been dead for half a month.

It seems he still harbors this sense of immorality and fear towards his current girlfriend.

Then we need to have a serious talk.

"Please come in."

She was a gentle-looking girl with jellyfish-shaped hair and glasses.

The winter school uniform jacket bore the name "Shimokitazawa High School," and the skirt hemline was just right, revealing knees that were slightly red from the cold. Black calf socks were tucked into almost standard kidney-shaped shoes.

Fujino stood up and asked the girl to sit down.

She bowed slightly: "I'm sorry to have troubled you. Are you Mr. Fujino?"

Fujino nodded slightly: "You're Kasuga's current girlfriend?"

Hi~ Please take care of me.

Fujino glanced at Haruhi and saw that the other person was even more nervous.

So he decided to start by talking about the simplest things.

"Miss, may I ask your name?"

"Sai Nakamura".

"Nakamura...Sai...?"

Fujino was writing in his notebook when he suddenly realized something was wrong and looked up abruptly.

Sai's smile was kind and warm.

Shinya Kasuga lowered his head, glancing at the corner of the wall.