Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

The consultation room was silent.

As Fujino listened to Haruhi's voice growing fainter, he began to understand.

He knew all too well what was going to happen.

How much can Nakamura Sai manipulate a clueless, possessive young lady?

Fujino didn't even dare to think about it.

So far, everything is going according to Nakamura Sai's plan.

First, by using Haruhi's weakness as leverage, they forced Haruhi to confess his feelings to Nyaruko.

After Haruhi successfully paired up with Nakamura, Nakamura Sai followed her around like a shadow, constantly reminding her that he was in danger, making Haruhi feel a sense of crisis.

This led Nyaruko, a girl blessed with good fortune, to feel that "her boyfriend was revolving around other women." This caused her endless panic and a strong desire to win.

and then?

Fujino took a sip of water.

It's about time for the young lady to catch up, only to find that she and Haruhi are drifting further and further apart.

This is a near-perfect design.

Nakamura Sai didn't even need to say a single word to Nyaruko about Kasuga, whether it was good or bad.

She only needed to stand there, like a magnet, to make Haruhi herself become the executioner who tore this pure love apart.

He would begin to seek a sense of security and a somewhat perverse sense of satisfaction from Nakamura.

This also means a mismatch in relationships.

Nyaruko originally regarded Haru as a personal work of art that she could dress up, decorate, and modify. This condescending desire to save her inherently carries a strong sense of possessiveness and control.

When she realizes that Chunri is spending her days listlessly circling around another mediocre girl, her pride as a young lady and her possessiveness as a girlfriend are pushed to the brink of being out of control in an instant.

Faced with this unseen provocation, Nyaruko, even if naive, wouldn't sit idly by. She would only throw herself into it even more frantically, even doing things that seemed irrational to him.

What Nyaruko and Kasuga didn't realize was that the nature of the relationship between Kasuga and Sai had already changed.

From the moment he began seeking security from Nakamura Sai.

This is pathological dependence.

Stockholm syndrome.

He thought he was just going along with it, but in reality, he had developed a psychological dependence on his abuser. This is a classic example of masochistic dependence. He began to seek a sense of security from the person wielding the whip, and even derived a perverse sense of satisfaction from the unbearable feeling of being completely controlled by her.

Only in front of Nakamura Sai, the perpetrator, could he remove all his social masks and get a chance to breathe.

This is pathological attachment.

Can Sato Nyako, the poor high school girl who is placed on the other side of the iron curtain called "Nakamura Sai", feel at ease?

Deeply influenced by her controlling father and forced to study law, her suppressed desire for control was unparalleled.

She had been obedient and perfect enough, pouring all her rebellious spirit and passionate first love into Chunri, only to be met with his inattentiveness and absent-mindedness.

This was enough to drive her to become a pervert.

Is it a story of three perverted and twisted love triangles?

Fujino glanced at Haruhi, a sense of melancholy washing over him.

That's outrageous.

More importantly, who exactly is behind Nakamura Sai? What role did Himemiya Ayame play in all of this?

He hasn't realized it yet.

But he had a feeling that the turning point was coming soon.

He asked softly, "During this process, didn't you realize something?"

"Hmm?" Haruhi looked up, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Fujino's voice carried a hint of doubt, as if he were asking Haruhi as well as himself:

"Nakamura exploited your inferiority complex and Nyaruko's desire to save you, maneuvering between you using information asymmetry. Is that really something a high school girl could master without a teacher?"

This approach is all too familiar.

Fujino really suspects that Himegami Ayame herself is behind it... but the age doesn't match.

Hanako said that Himegami Ayame was 26 years old three years ago. Even if her voice on the phone wasn't accurate, she must have been an adult.

It doesn't match Nakamura's age.

Does this mean that Nakamura is Himegami Ayame's successor or perfect disciple?

So what exactly does she want?

Is it just manipulating people's hearts?

Are high school girls really that bored?

Haruhi's reply interrupted Fujino's boundless thoughts, filled with fear and trembling: "Fujino-san...you're probably overthinking it."

"She might just be a born devil."

......

After realizing the sense of crisis,

Nyarko's response resembled that of a high school girl.

She chose to respond with double the gentleness and double the intimacy.

As the campus goddess, she actually went so far as to publicly announce her relationship with Haruhi on campus, telling the boys to stop writing her love letters, as it would cause trouble for her and her boyfriend.

She brings two lunch boxes to school every day, always eats lunch with Haruhi, and waits for Haruhi to go home together after school.

On weekends, she would take the initiative to go on dates with Haruhi, going to a used bookstore, the beach, the movie theater, karaoke, and taking the Shinkansen to Tokyo...

Even in the dark movie theater, Nyaruko kissed Haruhi's cheek for the first time.

Amidst Chunri's astonished gaze, Sato Nyako smiled radiantly, her beauty as captivating as a pool of spring water.

Springtime still lingers on my cheek, carrying the warmth of her lingering lips.

He was somewhat captivated by this tenderness... if it weren't for the text message coming from his phone ringing...

"Kasuga-kun, was the movie good? In the movie theater, you should put your arm around your sweetheart's shoulder and kiss her, right?"

Nakamura Sai's nauseating reminder made Haruhi feel uncomfortable.

Sato was the girl he loved, but he didn't deserve to kiss her at all; he was just a thief.

I don't know where it came from, but I stole the time I spent in love with Sato Nyako.

Once Nakamura exposes everything, he should return to that filthy place and become a bedbug again.

He didn't know how Nakamura knew all this.

This was all thanks to the young lady's scheme.

Her head rested on Chunri's shoulder, her smile languid and her expression tender.

Chunri's action of looking at her phone did not escape her notice, and it was also within her calculations.

Back in school, she gathered several girls to help her come up with ideas, acting as a relationship consultant.

Among them was Nakamura Sai.

She wanted to tell him frankly that she was going to a dark movie theater with Haruhi this weekend.

Whether it was a passionate, deep French kiss or an irresistible slip of hands inside each other's coats, I won't go into details.

It's all based on Sai's imagination!

She wanted to see just how outrageous this girl was, and to what extent she could interfere in a man's life when he already had a girlfriend.

The lights on the screen went out, and the audience filed out.

Sato Nyako linked arms with Haruhi, her head resting on his shoulder.

Her face was already beaming with the smile of a victor, even carrying a hint of smug provocation. She had already begun to mock Nakamura Sai, who was probably secretly driven mad with jealousy.

She was completely oblivious to her boyfriend's condition.

Springtime was as stiff as a corpse just pulled out of formaldehyde.

His first reaction after seeing the text message was still echoing in his mind.

He is a thief.

A fleeting moment in a relationship.