[Psycho-Pass] Princess Disease

Madam Kozaburo Fujima has never been able to see him, so he lives like a ghost. The only ones who can see this ghost are his father, his sister, and me.The rest of the servants were able to pass him by as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see him.

But I can't choose to ignore him.

I have put in a lot of effort to come to this family from a welfare institution where strange incidents often occur, and to get a better life in a sense.

In order to fight for such an opportunity, and to protect myself before that, I have made unimaginable efforts.

Aiko didn't refuse my approach from the beginning, because I had the sweet smell of "strawberry cake" - of course it couldn't be the real rich cream and fresh strawberry smell.

I hate sweets and anything that reminds me of something cute and cozy.Because from birth, I couldn't get anything like that.

The grown-up Aiko is not as cute as before in my eyes.

At first, she was a ghost locked in the wall, without a name, without an identity, a person who did not exist at all.

But now, Mrs. Huazi gave her everything as a human being, and gave her a human mask.

It looked like she was free, but in fact the shackles were taken from a house to a body, and she was trapped in a human identity and body.But never resisted.

Strange qualities are bound in a docile and beautiful exquisite cage, and I feel deep regret and unhappiness for the person who never resists.

One day, the master had a big quarrel with Mrs. Huazi, and then he took the lady by the hand, took her back upstairs, and locked the door of the study room with countless locks.

The reason for the quarrel was very boring. Mrs. Huazi said that she should choose a school for her child and let her stay away from home.

The master, who has become more and more depressed and weak recently, became angry, and he and Mrs. Huazi brought up the past events one by one like children arguing, and blamed each other.

At last he shut the young lady into the study with him.

When I found Kozaburo Fujima, he was sitting in a corner at the corner of the stairs, looking expressionlessly at The Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith.

He saw me and smiled, and in the past two years, he has almost never been rude to me.

If it weren't for my keen intuition for dangerous things, I would have been fooled by him long ago.

After listening to my report, he stretched out his fingers and flicked the dust on the cover of the left wristwatch. Just this watch is enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life, but it doesn't mean it is valuable to him.

He commented lightly on his father's actions: "He is worried that after he dies, no one will be able to protect us. This kind of worry makes the toxins in his body work faster and makes his nerves more disturbed. That's why he made such a reckless move." move."

I don't know why he doesn't care so much, even though he doesn't regard the master as his father, and he may even regard the young lady as a slightly more delicate pawn, but he doesn't know who he relied on to guarantee his stable life in the past two years Well, even his ability to receive education in all aspects is completely dependent on the master.

If there is no master, he will still be alive like a ghost in the desolate Ogi Island, and may even die due to the shortage of food.

"If the master is really gone, you will be the one who will suffer the most. Madam may continue to raise the young lady, but she will definitely not let you stay any longer."

He seemed to feel sincerely ridiculous about these remarks, shook his head slightly, and said happily and softly: "So, what have I gained in this world, and what is there to lose?"

The smile on his face is full of self-deprecation, but it seems to be mocking me, a person who puts all his own values ​​on him, which makes me feel ashamed for no reason.

"No matter where I go, it's the same to me." He stared at the pages in his hands with a docile expression, and turned a page gently.

……

...

Three days later, in the middle of the night, the young lady jumped out of the window of the study. Although the fall was not clear, she was not disabled.She limped to my servants' room for comfort.

"Father has been talking about him for the past few days, repeating those things, I think his nerves may be a little unclear." She hadn't eaten for three days, her face was pale, "Of course I know about him, But I have never heard him so clearly. He has been holding my hand, treating me as the reincarnation of that woman, crying and confessing to me, and telling me about their childhood..."

The more she talked, the more excited she got, she stood up suddenly, picked up the knife used to peel pineapple on the table, and chopped it on the vein of her own arm. The bright red blood kept gushing out, and she still used the knife to cut open the vein on her own arm. skin so that the blood would come out faster.

"When he said that to me, there was something flowing in my blood. What if I met his expectations and became that woman? I live in a clean ice and snow country, and I don't have that in my blood. What's more, I have already decided to live in the Ice Kingdom forever, how can I become like them."

"Because the blood is hot, they can't be on my body." She watched the blood gushing out with a desperate expression, but the hot red liquid did not turn as cold and pure white as ice and snow as she wished.

I immediately called Fujima.He is the only one who can stop her atrocities.

"It's okay." Fujima took her into his arms and stroked her hair gently, "It's okay."

He lowered his head and kissed her hair, his eyes were as moist as water, his demeanor was peaceful and soft, and the tear mole under the corner of his eyes added a layer of strange softness to that layer of tenderness.

He rolled his eyes and his voice was soft.

"As long as he's gone, nobody knows what's going on. The past is something that can be rewritten so easily."

She raised her face and met his soft eyes.

A gentle, slightly ironic, encouraging smile appeared on his face.

She firmly grasped his skirt: "It's not like that..."

"But he scares you, how terrible, he can actually get into your brain and tamper with your thoughts." He slid his finger across her bleeding arm, and a few drops of blood stained, "Those things you couldn't understand at first that is now running in your blood, lingering. It is the poison of the world beyond your castle, and it will destroy your kingdom, and it will destroy your life. Castle, your heart is in that snow country, but the toxin will destroy it along the blood. Didn’t he already destroy my castle, and he will let the toxin penetrate into your skin like this. run in your blood, and make you no longer know who you are..."

His voice gradually lowered, almost whispering: "Only when he is gone, you will not become someone else."

"No, he does want to turn me into someone else. But you, you just want to find someone to kill him. You have waited for two years, and finally you have the opportunity to manipulate me."

He didn't answer, just licked the blood from his hand into his mouth, then lowered his head and fed it to her.

"You are such a clown wearing a hypocritical mask, you lazy child." He looked at her who gradually opened her eyes, showing a helpless smile, "Not only do you want others to do all the bad things for you, but you also have to put on a face. An innocent gesture."

She trembled all over, frowned slightly, and finally showed a slightly surprised and unhappy expression.

He still looked at her with a sweet smile.

She frowned, and an angry look gradually appeared in her eyes.Then she quickly showed a calm smile, she raised her head, and looked at him with a sweet smile on her face: "I am the master of Snow Country, I can't get blood on my hands, because doing so will pollute the pure and innocent place." Fortress."

"Look, you said that I want to manipulate you. But don't you also want to fake my hand? Even this bloody self-mutilation is from your acting skills?" He looked at her unrelenting attitude calmly. Bright smile.

"I really want to do this once and see." She looked away a little at a loss.

"Poor acting skills." He smiled slightly, and he didn't look unhappy about it. "It's really a very poor disguise."

"Indeed, the first time I saw you, I felt very angry. But one thing is serious, I am the master of the snow country, all I have is a cold back and a cruel heart, but the composition of the world must be There is another person's approval. So I sincerely extend an invitation to you, you, do you want to come to my world and be with me?"

The smile on her face faded, and then she took the skirt of the dress with both hands, and bowed to him gracefully: "Although the Snow Queen will take away the person she likes domineeringly, and then dig out his heart. But I am She is a pure, kind, innocent and beautiful girl, so she will propose the invitation in an intellectual and calm way. Then... As for whether you want it or not, it is your own decision."

Fujima looked at her, then reached out to help her press a few strands of hair behind her ears, and he left without saying anything.

And when she raised her head to look at his back as he turned away, there was a flash of frustration in her eyes that was almost disappointed.

Is that also her disappointment in disguise? Maybe, maybe not.

But it finally dawned on me that the siblings had never really been intimate for a single moment since they first met, and that they had simply transformed what had started out as a violent game into a more subtle form.

But I was deceived by the appearance of getting along well, thinking that they really got along like brother and sister.

Kozaburo Fujima knew that his father's love for her was abnormal, so he had the intention of letting her kill his father from the beginning, so that his father could experience the pain of being killed by the person he loved.

And she refuses to let anything from the outside world damage the country in her heart. Even if she is dissatisfied with her father, she also looks forward to using Fujima to remove the obstacles in her eyes without getting her hands dirty.

Now she stood quietly where she was, with a deep sense of bewilderment in her eyes.

Perhaps, at this moment, she was really disappointed that she couldn't draw him into her own world.

Or after failing to deceive him this time, trying harder to act?

The author has something to say:

Sansan Fujima and Junmei didn’t achieve the lost HE ending, because in the Snow Queen in Andersen’s fairy tales, there are only the Snow Queen and the boy who was snatched by her.

In fact, Sansan’s twin sister, the princess, has a personality of a super domineering queen (after all, after Mama’s death, she was the one who supported herself and Sansan)

In fact, for the perverted Sansan and Chunmei's worldview, BE and HE do not exist in the first place.

Just have fun☆

Fujima Sansan himself has no regrets about his choice to join Bainaohui =w= On the contrary, he got empathy after entering (would you be afraid of death when you die?)

If you give them heaven, they will cry because they can't survive, so why not just fall into the pit of hell.

PS, the official release of the specimen incident is great, I can hear Sansan's voice.