Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Fujino was the first to arrive at his post today.

This is not because he found a love house to stay in Akihabara yesterday.

In fact, they parted ways after that sukiyaki meal.

His relationship with Hanako gradually became closer to the way normal people communicate.

Of course, everything comes at a price.

Hanako can now talk to Fujino about the past and their hobbies, all because of the humiliating treaty Fujino signed.

Yesterday, he overheard Hanako's whispers and, in a daze, agreed to go on dates with her every month... Ah, a day of treatment.

This is one of the reasons why he couldn't sleep last night.

He kept punishing himself.

Your willpower is too weak, you bastard!

The assistant professors hadn't arrived yet, and Fujino was pondering Yui's situation alone.

Logically, orthopedic surgery should have been scheduled for today.

They also need to speed up the process and advance the healing on a spiritual level.

He knew very well that Miss Yui's problem mainly lay in two aspects.

First, those damned bipolar disorder and paranoia are both extremely difficult-to-cure mental illnesses; second, he had no way of knowing what Himegami Ayame had said and was unable to counter her moves.

Fortunately, today is the day when the young lady can open up and talk about what kind of bewitching potion that wicked woman, Himegami Ayame, has given her!

Feeling rather listless, Fujino followed the professor on rounds and reported the treatment plan to Professor Kobe before heading to the Yukinoshita family's private VIP ward.

Miss Yui has woken up and is grimacing and complaining of leg pain.

However, she immediately shut her mouth when she saw Fujino, and while looking down at him, she also reached for the table.

Hey, are you the Stone Thrower?

I have to throw something at you every time I see you to feel happy.

After urging the nurse and the maid from the Yukinoshita family to leave, he sat down next to Yui and said in a slightly encouraging tone, "That's great, Yui-san. You managed to resist the urge to throw things."

"Hmph, that's—no way! Mind your own business!!!" Yui crossed her right arm over her chest, and after swaggering around arrogantly, she realized what she had done and said fiercely to Fujino.

Fujino didn't say much, he didn't care about this or that.

Hypnosis

"Hey! Hey!" Yui's exclamation was cut off by dead silence before it could even escape her throat.

"Ms. Yui."

Yes, I am here.

"What exactly did Princess Ayame tell you?"

Fujino clearly noticed the struggle on Yui's face.

But in the end, she told the truth: "I told you...I told you, about my pitiful state."

"Do you need someone to tell you how pitiful you are?" Fujino quickly seized on the logical flaw.

Is the "pitifulness" that the person involved is unaware of, and that requires a third party to dissect and analyze, truly pitiful?

"Yes, I am pitiful. Although I am very rich, live a comfortable life, and have a happy family, I am still pitiful."

Upon hearing this, Fujino almost threw the medical record book in her face.

Is this even human language?

Am I, a wage slave earning 20 yen a month, listening to you, a pampered young lady, lamenting your "pathetic" situation?

Fujino took two deep breaths and patiently asked, "What did she say?"

"I have no freedom, I have no human rights."

wtf?

Has the left started attacking so early?

This was only 2005, a time when people in Japan still held onto illusions after the bursting of the bubble economy.

Let alone Europe, the total value of real estate in Tokyo could still buy half of the United States.

"You have the freedom to choose everything, but not the freedom to leave your parents?" Fujino rubbed his temples, trying to calm himself down.

"right."

Is it possible for this thing to be called "self-reliance"?

Not receiving a reply from the young lady, Fujino continued, "What about human rights?"

"I have no right of inheritance. That's a basic right, as Lady Himegami said."

A hint of confusion appeared in Fujino's eyes.

"Miss, you are only 21 years old, while your father, Mr. Heiji, is only in his sixties."

In Japan, it's common for CEOs and politicians to work until they're 70 or 80.

"What's the rush?"

Before I received a reply, the time was up.

Yui's eyes gradually cleared, and she pursed her lips: "What did you just do to me?"

"I just wanted to have a good chat with you. Since we're on the topic, please continue." Fujino fanned himself with his medical record book; although the room was only in the teens (Celsius), his face was flushed. "Maybe I can help you?"

Fujino saw the conflicted look on the young lady's face, but that look quickly turned into a firm decision: "Alright, Mr. Fujino."

"My eldest brother inherited political resources, while my second brother inherited the company."

Fujino sensed that what she saw in her eyes was not just greed, but also fear.

"And my mother and I have nothing. Lady Himegami said that with just a will, I can lose everything I have now."

"My life, my bags, my house, my car will all turn into bubbles. Just like the money in the Japanese stock market a few years ago, it will all disappear in an instant."

Well, I really have to applaud you, Himegami Ayame!

Fujino drew irregular circles in his notebook.

It must be really hard to find a young lady like this, who's like a chrysanthemum green, with an empty center.

On the surface, he appears glamorous, but in reality, he has no support. He is young and inexperienced, and after hearing two legal terms, he fantasizes about his tragic fate, suffering from paranoia like a quail that shrinks into itself.

perfect.

Who says there's no such thing as a perfect crime?

"And what about the courtyard?" Fujino sighed. "Just because you thought you wouldn't get it, you set it on fire?"

Yui shook her head repeatedly: "I don't know, Princess Himegami said she would help me."

He put down the medical record book and spread his hands: "If, I mean if, your father just felt that you were still too young and not independent enough, so he didn't think about this aspect."

"And you, for such an absurd reason, colluded with outsiders to burn down your house." Fujino watched as Yui's face stiffened, but his speech did not slow down in the slightest.

"Do you think the old man will still pass on the inheritance he originally intended for you?"

"Fujino-san..."

Miss Yui isn't bad, she's just stupid.

She didn't even have the brainpower to think about what she should do. Just considering the possible consequences would have already exhausted her computing power.

Fujino waved his hand, interrupting her.

"I also won't say stupid things like 'Your father will definitely leave you a sufficient inheritance'."

"But at least, your family seems quite harmonious."

"Himemiya Ayame once again said something that was only half absolutely true, and half an exaggeration."

"At least, as the child of a second wife, it's understandable that you'd consider this. But you also need to consider the timing; you're only a junior in college and don't have the capacity to inherit your family's estate."

Yui nodded: "Then what does 'again' mean?"

Fujino told Yui about Lemon's experience, making no attempt to hide Himegami Ayame's opinion of Lemon.

"The idea that bad people are bound to be bad people is just too similar to your talk of freedom and human rights." Fujino put one hand into the pocket of his coat, clutching the medical record book tightly.

"Working women without knowledge were deceived by her statistical knowledge, while naive rich girls were confused by her complicated legal terms."

"You and Miss Nadeshiko are quite a pair of star-crossed lovers."

Fujino added in his mind, "Besides the two of you, Himegami Ayame also instigated a mentally ill person who knew how to break the law and a bankrupt heiress who planned a honey trap."

The immortals are numerous and numerous.

"Thank you, Fujino-san." Yui was clearly a little guilty at this moment, and she lowered her voice timidly, "You'll keep my secret, right?"

Fujino smiled.

I'm good at this job.

He pulled out a voice recorder from his pocket, and whispered into Yui's ear, which wasn't bandaged, as she stared at him with a livid expression.

"Young lady, you don't want Heiji-sama to find out about this, do you?"