[Psycho-Pass] Princess Disease

"From a formal point of view, development is spiraling upward or advancing in waves..."

Everyone in the classroom looked down at the screen on the desktop and listened carefully.

She was no exception, with her right hand supporting her chin, her eyes drooping, and the warm breeze blowing in from the window, blowing away her unruly long hair, and the fine, soft hair brushed against the side of her face.

Holding a pencil in his left hand, he is lazily sketching something in an open notebook.

She has no interest in the content of the class.Concentrating on the painting in front of him, a warm smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She was so absorbed that she was completely unaware that the young teacher, explaining the law of negation of negation, passed her in the aisle and stopped.

When she realized that the lecturer's voice was beside her, she looked up at him with a slightly puzzled expression as if she had just woken up.

Then, her gaze followed his, returning to the open notebook in front of her.

Although the painting skills are clumsy, it can be seen that the painting is a man who is giving a lecture in the classroom.

Her features are soft, which makes her look very gentle.

A child who looks like this, if the teacher finds out that she is drawing him, will feel very embarrassed and wish to disappear immediately.

She also lowered her head at this moment, and slowly closed the notebook, and the screen in front of her was not even connected to the teacher's terminal.

However, the young social science teacher did not discipline the students because of their wandering. After they looked at the portrait she drew for him together, he calmly turned his eyes back to the book in his hand, as if there would be no one in the world. Anything worth his time wasting saying something that had nothing to do with the class.

He left this strange female student, and slowly walked back to the podium while speaking the next paragraph.

The sunshine in early spring and March shone in from the bright and spacious glass windows, casting a warm and transparent light on his body, and his face looked a little too pale in this light.

He had just graduated from Nitto Academy not long ago, and was assigned by the miko to teach sociology at this prestigious girls' high school.Today is his first day teaching.

His body swayed slightly, but fortunately no one could see it, because he put a hand on the edge of the podium in time to borrow strength.But the book in the other hand was not steady and fell on the podium.

He looked at the female student again.

At this moment, she straightened her back and sat upright, as if she had completely devoted her attention to the screen in front of her.

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In the dark underground passage, he frowned slightly, and finally reached out to open the refrigerator, and the cold air hit his face.

Seeing what was inside, he showed a relaxed look.

After a while, he left as usual.

Someone was waiting for him in the rugged and dark tunnel, and she leaned against the dark and dirty wall, kicking the stones on the ground carelessly with her head down.

"What's in there?" she asked him in a soft voice.

He didn't answer her.It was obvious that she had followed him all the way here, but he hadn't noticed it in the slightest.

"Sir..." she said in a low voice, then sighed softly, and walked in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment, followed her, kept a distance of several meters, and left the tunnel.

She stumbled to open the way ahead, and there was a sound of collision with something from time to time.

When she felt him put his hand on her shoulder, she showed an unbelievable expression, as if she was a small animal who had done something wrong and been neglected by her master for a long time, showing a flattered look.

She turned around, in this narrow and dark tunnel, she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.She reached out clumsily and hugged his body to tell herself that it was not a fantasy.

When they came back to their senses, they were already kissing each other wantonly. It was unknown who started this move first, and of course it didn't matter.In a small place, they were entangled together like beasts, and the kiss was so intense that it almost wanted to kill each other. It was not so much the comfort of reunion after a long absence, as it was a wayward venting of the dissatisfaction hidden in their hearts.

The bow tie on her chest was roughly torn off, and the outer shirt was gradually peeled off from her body, and gradually she could feel... the frank encounter between her body and the damp and cold air.

In this dark place that blocks light, a lot of shyness can be reduced, not to mention, she is not born with so many sensitive thoughts.

No one minds a damp, cold space filled with corrupt air, and the pitted, inhospitable ground beneath them.Anyway, she was the one who was being suppressed.Pain... She felt this way when her consciousness became a little clearer.She had never experienced such pain before, and only then did she realize that pain from the outside can penetrate deep into the soul.

In the darkness, they must have shed that layer of skin that was used to show people, and turned into something terrible.That's why we can do something like this.

After venting like a storm, she calmly put on the clothes she had taken off one by one, and then left the tunnel with him.

In the soft light of the evening sun, her wrists, ankles, and exposed skin on her limbs were all bruised to varying degrees.Under the short skirt of the uniform, the slender and straight legs were stained with a little blood.

That beautiful and upright face, always reminiscent of a French doll, also had a slightly distorted expression, as if enduring some kind of discomfort.

"You go away first, you don't want to be seen with me." The girl flicked her long chestnut brown hair with her sickly pale fingers, lowered her eyes, and said in a calm and slight tone .

"I know you won't be comfortable." He put the suit jacket on her shoulders, just enough to cover the faint bloodstains on her thighs, "I'm sorry, I thought you were already... Maybe I made a mistake gone."

She felt a little weakness in her legs and almost fell to her knees immediately.She didn't know why in those erotic books, everyone took pleasure in it, and even some people's eroticism exceeded the height of philosophy, such as the Marquis de Sade.

"I don't care about this, and I don't think it means anything. So you can leave... You shouldn't be leaving the faculty dormitory at this time..." She was a little annoyed.Because she knew that she didn't like this kind of feeling very much, the feeling from inside the body, if she could, she would never do such a thing again in her life.

She was irritable, really irritable, never irritable.Even if he did such a thing to her, he felt very irritated.

She lowered her head and, with an annoyed heart, looked at the ground with a calm expression.Then, she felt a sudden lightness in her body.

He held her in his arms on his own initiative, as if treating an unreasonable child, and helped her button the suit on her body.

She is indeed like a French doll, delicate and soft, with her head bowed without any expression, her eyes open, and her large coat covers her scars and blood, making her look complete.

Although she didn't want to be so obedient, her physical strength was really not enough for her to hold on anymore. In his arms, she quickly fell asleep drowsily.

She was originally a koala-like creature, sleeping at least twenty hours a day.And the physical strength consumed by today's activities is about the amount she has accumulated for a month, which is indeed an excessive burden for her.

The author has something to say:

Stalker and Paranoia are prequels, stories of the real world.

The present article is about the unreal world after reality.