Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Saki stayed on the hospital rooftop for a long time.

She didn't know whether she should show these things to Fujino.

Takanashi Mitsuki is alright, but Yukinoshita Yui, isn't she somewhat ambiguous with Fujino?

Just moments ago, she was standing behind that man, watching him assault Dr. Mitsuki.

It was hard for her not to wonder if Yui had taken things further with that man.

Just like it's written in the book.

Just like what Mitsuki Takanashi did earlier.

Would Yui also neatly take off her clothes, fold them, place them beside her, and then respectfully serve that strange man?

Isn't this too cruel for Fujino?

She gripped her phone tightly, her mind unconsciously conjuring up images of Yui interacting with the man whose face she couldn't see.

They embraced, learning from each other's strengths and making up for each other's weaknesses.

Saki knew she shouldn't get excited about such immoral fantasies, but she couldn't control herself.

Soon, the man's face in her imagination gradually transformed into Fujino's, while Yui's face became Saki's own.

She pursed her lips.

What if it were me and Fujino in that situation?

Does this kind of thing really bring happiness?

She thought of Takanashi Mitsuki's expression just now, a complex expression of pain mixed with pleasure.

What if it were me?

Will Fujino treat me more gently?

It has to be said that skirts are convenient.

Saki is wearing over-the-knee socks today, which are especially convenient.

She leaned against the wall, her hand unconsciously reaching towards the spot where Mitsuki had just been touched, as if an unseen hand was guiding her.

If only that person were Fujino-san.

Unlike Yui, who only has Fujino-san in her heart, I don't think I am like that.

Just moments ago, she was with another man, looking down at Kotori Mitsuki!

She slowly sat down on the ground and took several minutes to catch her breath.

Saki made up her mind.

She wanted to do something for Fujino.

She also wants to protect Fujino.

She won't let Fujino see this video; it would hurt him.

She would only drive away that shameless woman.

Saki stood on the edge of the rooftop and watched as Fujino and the other two walked out of the University of Tokyo Hospital and went their separate ways.

Yui Yukinoshita, the price you pay for deceiving Fujino is that you don't deserve to be by his side!

......

Koki Takanashi doesn't know how she left.

She was still in a daze even after parting ways with Fujino and the others at Hongo 3-chome Station.

The stimulation just now was too intense, not only physically but also mentally.

She can even feel her body contracting in waves.

Sitting on the tram, she was still a little scared.

What would have happened if I hadn't seized the opportunity and received a positive response from Fujino?

She dared not think.

Kotori Mitsuki looked up.

Her face was reflected in the gleaming metal roof of the tram.

She could hardly recognize the woman.

Haunted, weak, and huddled in his chair, he exuded an aura of misfortune.

She was completely different from her usual spirited self.

At that moment, the wind around her appeared gray, and the crowd seemed to be filtered through a layer of gray mist.

She is a psychiatrist.

Koki Takanashi knew exactly what this was.

Depressed mood.

She can even diagnose herself.

Fearing retribution from Fujino after she murdered him, she transferred her affections to him, clinging to him as her lifeline and begging for his forgiveness and mercy.

She would advise such patients: You must actively seek solutions to the problem! Don't sit idly by and wait for death, especially Fujino who has the evidence. Try to meet his needs from another angle.

Yes.

What else can we do besides meet his needs?

I used to be so used to being superior.

When you actually encounter something like this, what good are all those empty words?

She suddenly covered her face and began to cry silently.

Tears seeped through the gaps between my fingertips and dripped onto the floor.

Her life was over too.

He was simply locked in a cage called "Fujino".

After crying for a long time, Koki Takanashi suddenly chuckled.

Well, it's just atonement.

She knew that Fujino was an honest man.

As long as you help him properly, nothing unexpected will happen...

There won't be any surprises...

She covered her eyes again and rested her head on her knees.

This time, her eyes, visible through the gap in her palm, no longer shed tears.

He simply stared coldly at the dark palm, his eyes burning with hatred.

It's all your fault!

Takanashi Riki!

......

On the other side, Fujino stood helplessly at his own door.

He knocked on the door first.

No response.

"Look—"

"Come on, Fujino-sama. Just open the door."

Yui stood behind him and gently tugged at his hand.

Fujino looked at her rather quirky expression, sighed, and fumbled for his keys in his pocket.

He really didn't want to bring this woman home.

They didn't want to bring strangers home when Saki might be at home.

The last time he went home and bumped into Saki, it left him with a huge psychological trauma.

Anyway, he knocked on the door this time.

Saki should be able to understand what I mean.

If a stranger saw her, her life would most likely be over.

squeak-

The door opened.

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know whether I feel regretful for not seeing the scene I imagined, or relieved that I didn't see it.

The apartment is less than 20 square meters.

Only the large bed in the middle can be considered decent.

"Please come in, Yui. Please make yourself at home."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Fujino-sama."

Yui took off her shoes and stepped barefoot onto the tatami mat.

Fujino's gaze was unconsciously drawn to it.

Her feet were probably only size 33, and they didn't look like they had any calluses or dead skin, nor were they cracked from dryness.

It looks like a small, creamy pudding ice cream.

The translucent skin is crystal clear, and you can even see the blood vessels under the skin.

Yui felt right at home at the Fujino residence, strolling around leisurely.

She touched the old television and the video recorder next to it, then brushed over the various books on the bookshelf before her gaze fell on the makeshift bed next to Saki's bed.

Fujino sat on the edge of the bed and shrugged. "As you can see, my apartment is pitifully small. It's too crowded and inconvenient for Saki to stay here."

"How big is the apartment you found for me, and how much is the rent?"

If Yui hadn't insisted on seeing his current living conditions before telling him about the house she found,

He couldn't have brought the other person here.

"Tsk, Fujino-sama, has this Saki-chan been sleeping on the floor next to your bed like a dog all this time?"

Hearing Yui's nonchalant words, Fujino frowned and looked at her.

His gaze froze.

Yui was wearing casual clothes today. She had already unbuttoned her chiffon blouse, and the 0D black stockings under her short skirt made her skin appear and disappear.

She lay half-reclined on the gauze blanket, which had been partially lifted, with her legs raised high, seemingly unconcerned about the risk of being exposed.

"Yui, why are you lying in Saki's bedding?"

"Hey, Fujino-sama, you two living under the same roof, have you ever done anything like that?"

Fujino blushed, even though he had eaten imported strawberries with Saki and even seen her mining.

But it's too early to strike at the heart of the enemy's territory.

"How is that possible—"

Just then, his somewhat hoarse voice stopped in his mouth, and he could no longer utter it.

Yui's size 33 feet were placed on his lap as she slowly made her way towards Fujino's spiritual root.

"Eh..."

Yui's soft chuckle interrupted Fujino's words:

"That Saki-chan is really inconsiderate, not even paying rent."

Looking at Fujino's expression, she continued to exert force, her smile growing increasingly arrogant.

"Hey, Fujino-sama."

"Want to give it a try?"

"In Saki's bedding?"