Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Psychiatric patients are very special.

Their mental state is unstable, making them easy targets for exploitation.

If you observe carefully, you'll often see attractive, stylish young women near psychiatric clinics.

They often suffer from mental illness due to emotional, familial, or even genetic reasons.

Because of their condition, they find it difficult to get along with ordinary people, but they easily trust and depend on others.

This will put them in a vicious cycle.

This is known as regression.

It is also one of the principles of mind manipulation.

Yukinoshita Yui listened to Fujino's explanation and nodded repeatedly.

It turns out that Fujino-sama was mentally manipulating me.

Just like he said, I depended on him and didn't want to make decisions for myself...

She even enjoys the feeling of being ordered around by him.

Is this manipulation?

But she smiled to herself, without revealing her true feelings:

"Fujino-sama, the point isn't whether you did it or not, but how you prove you didn't, isn't it?"

Fujino felt that there was something hidden in the other person's words, but he didn't know what the problem was.

On one point, Yui did hit the nail on the head.

He must prove his innocence.

Another self-proving trap!

In those posts from my past life, it was repeatedly said, "Don't fall into the self-justification trap."

Why doesn't anyone teach those who are already trapped how to climb out?

But Fujino quickly forced himself to calm down.

He asked the coffee shop clerk for a piece of paper and wrote down a few key points on it.

1. Patient's medical records and examination records

2. Surveillance video and audio recordings

3. Third-party testimony

4. Informed Consent Form for Treatment

These are essential if you want to truly prove your innocence.

However, because it involves "psychological manipulation," the most reliable "personal testimony" has been marginalized.

Of all these things, only video and audio recordings are authentic, but Fujino's clinic only has surveillance cameras.

He didn't initially have the habit of saving recordings of his patient consultations.

Then we can only focus on "3. Third-party testimony" and "4. Informed consent form for treatment".

What constitutes compelling third-party testimony?

At the very least, they should be someone you can rely on.

For example, Ukyo Yamayama.

And the "informed consent form for treatment" goes without saying; it's filed along with the medical record and kept in the hospital's archives, safe and secure...

and many more!

He suddenly realized something.

Is it kept in the archives?

Isn't that just being undefended?

In the hospital's archives, anyone with a note can come in.

And Tatsuki Takanashi will definitely be able to get this permission.

If someone hides the consent form, let's say it was that bastard Mitsuki Takanashi who did it, wouldn't that be the end of everything?

If there really is such a risk, then don't blame me for resorting to some underhanded tactics.

If you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust!

Thinking of this, he immediately stood up.

This action startled Yukinoshita Yui, who jumped back in surprise: "Fujino-sama, what are you doing...?"

A dangerous glint appeared in Fujino's eyes, and his tone was unfriendly: "Yui, I need to go to the hospital records room."

"Can you help me get this sorted out?"

Yui realized that this ferocity wasn't directed at her, but Fujino's...

It made her feel somewhat unable to stop.

That's too aggressive.

Her little face flushed, and she nodded slightly: "No problem, Fujino-sama. I'll figure something out."

Upon hearing Yui's affirmative answer, Fujino could no longer contain his anxiety and immediately walked towards the door.

Without hesitation, Yui caught up with Fujino and took his arm while still on the phone.

This time, there was no guidance from myself.

Fujino has already started giving her orders.

Yui kept her head down, talking to her older brother on the phone, but in her heart she was overjoyed.

Despite the urgency of the situation, Fujino eventually accepted their way of getting along.

Koki Takanashi...

I'll credit you for it.

Soon, Fujino returned to the hospital.

Having received permission, he went straight to the archives.

It was followed by a little tail.

Yui timidly tugged at Fujino's clothes. The semi-basement was still quite dark, and the air smelled musty.

This made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Fujino patted her head.

I grabbed two disposable masks from the nurses' station at the corner of the stairs and put them on Yui.

Indeed, this musty smell makes it hard to breathe.

Moreover, wearing a mask can also prevent potential enemies, such as Takanashi, from spotting him directly.

After all, there's a layer of fabric covering it, so it's not immediately recognizable.

However, a little tail was following behind them.

Saki had just come downstairs.

He was still muttering things like, "Why did Fujino-san disappear?"

She was genuinely disappointed, as if she had been abandoned again.

Last time it was his father; Fujino gave him the warmth of home.

But Fujino... if Fujino abandoned her, who would take her in again?

She dared not think.

Or rather, she doesn't think it will be like that!

She has already learned a lot of skills and procedures from literary masters.

Now, she can say that she knows exactly what she's doing.

She and Fujino were still living under the same roof, so her chances were limitless.

She has a much better advantage than any Hanako-sensei or Yui Yukinoshita...

Who is that?

Saki walked up to the second floor and saw a dark figure rushing into the outpatient building. Behind him was none other than Yukinoshita Yui.

She squinted.

That dark figure in front of me is a man, right?

Is Yui Yukinoshita playing the double game?

Tsk tsk.

Saki's face showed a knowing look.

I've finally caught you red-handed.

If she just follows them and films them together, wouldn't that force Yukinoshita Yui to leave Fujino?

At this time, the sun is setting.

The hospital had already closed for the day, and most of the lights in the outpatient building were off, except for the emergency department, which was lit up with a large red cross neon light.

The footsteps sounded like they were heading underground.

Saki excitedly gripped the hem of her skirt and clutched her phone tightly.

Why would a lone man and woman specifically seek out deserted places like basements?

She had read the novel.

In this situation, it wouldn't be excessive to give it a try.

handle!

Absolute leverage!

Without hesitation, she tiptoed after him.

Humph.

Do those two scoundrels even know to wear masks?

You know this kind of thing is shameful?

Saki held up her phone, waiting to capture a clear picture of Yui Yukinoshita's face.

It would be best if she still had her ahegao (a type of facial expression), then there would be no room for argument.

You'll definitely get it eventually, as long as you're patient enough!

Saki mentally encouraged herself and lowered her body.

Looking at the phone's video recording interface, ready to start recording the crime at any moment.

And half a floor below her.

Fujino and Yui hesitated.

They were oblivious to the pursuers behind them, their attention completely absorbed by the scene before them.

The door to the archives was ajar.

There are already people inside.

He pressed his face against the window of the archives room that opened into the corridor, trying to see what was happening inside.

But this is probably old glass from over a decade ago; it's translucent with a bluish tint.

The other side of the window was covered in cobwebs and dust.

It's not clear.

But Fujino vaguely saw a person sitting at the table, moving around.

The other person seemed a bit restless, standing up and sitting down intermittently.

The voice sounded faint, as if the other person was muttering to themselves.

Fujino smiled.

There really are fools who like to talk to themselves.

Isn't it my turn now?

He put his arm around Yui and made her squat down beside him.

This is to avoid alerting the enemy.

He pressed his ear against the cold, green-painted wall.

I've decided on you!

Go on!

Activate the stethoscope.

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