[Psycho-Pass] Princess Disease

After entering the main entrance of Yingshuang College, bypassing the sculpture fountain in the center, you can see the teaching building where the students attend classes.On both sides of the teaching building are facilities such as libraries, activity centers, and office buildings. Behind these buildings are green belts such as botanical gardens and forests scattered around the huge lake.

There are also places dedicated to keeping animals.

"I don't like to read famous books, I only like to read library books, especially sensual novels." During her lunch break, she was reading cheap and high-quality library books under a tree. Miss Sakura, the minister of sports, would be puzzled when she passed by Xie stared at the fancy cover, so Chun closed the novel, squinted his eyes lazily under the shade of a tree, and explained softly, "Do you want to read it, senior?"

Even in this kind of school where everyone is famous, Sakura Ryoko's background is a bit weird.Her father was the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

The noon sun shines on the face of Sakura, who is wearing a black and white senior uniform. Her skin is soft and white. Although she looks calm and graceful, she has a majestic aura. She has a strong sense of presence wherever she goes. Intimidate the audience.

"Won't the hue be muddy? Look at this kind of thing."

"No, the hue check has always been pure white, and the result couldn't be better." No matter what I do, the result is the same.

"If you can't be seen by the dean of students, it will be confiscated." Ryoko Sakura showed a very trustworthy and friendly smile, and left her.

Looking at the back of Sakura going away, Jun put aside the cheap novels, opened a bento box on the side, and started to eat lunch.

In the early autumn when the afterglow of summer has not completely left, people who are afraid of being sunburned are not very willing to contact nature at noon.

The instructor, who was always hostile to all the students, was not afraid of his fair skin getting hurt, and was sweating profusely as if he was chasing something under the hot sun.

Pure sat up straight, and kept feeding food into his mouth with chopsticks, admiring the scene.

He was indeed chasing something.

"What is he chasing?" She asked Kosaburo Fujima, who deliberately slowed down after running with the instructor for a while, and walked leisurely to the tree where she was hiding.

"A cat." He said, "I just pretended to help, because I could see you hiding here from the window of the office building, so I said I wanted to help and went downstairs together."

"It seems that your life is also quite boring. When you go to work, you are either in the classroom or the office. After work, you also hide in the staff dormitory. You live a life like a prisoner." She picked up the prunes on the white rice with chopsticks, and took the only The side dish is stuffed into the mouth.

"Why do you say 'also'?"

"For a young girl who has infinite longing for life, staying in this kind of place all day is like going to jail, isn't it?" She ate a few more mouthfuls of rice due to the sourness of dried plums, "However, this is They often complain. I am quite satisfied with my current life, and it is precisely because I am so satisfied that I don’t know what to do.”

Feeling full, she put her lunch aside, picked up her book again, and looked lazily.

Fujima didn't speak anymore, he walked to her and sat down next to her.

She turned a page and caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye that he was silently eating her leftovers.

An indescribable feeling of unhappiness washed over her face, her pale face flushed slightly, she accused him tremblingly: "What are you doing?"

"Because I'm hungry." He said deadpan.

"No, didn't you have lunch?"

"Well, I forgot." He said softly, fully concentrating on the meal.

"But, these are my chopsticks... I've eaten it and haven't washed it. Mr. Fujima, it's not good for you to be seen like this."

"You are very hungry." He finally looked at her, "I mean, isn't there your saliva on the chopsticks?"

"It doesn't matter to me, but won't you make yourself sick by saying that." Chun took the library book and moved away from him, "And you should also pay attention to your image, being seen by others is like sexually harassing a female student Same."

"Except for you, no one will think that I am a pervert. At this time, no one will see it." His eyes lowered slightly, "And even if you know that I am a pervert, you don't hate it at all. "

"...Because I am a normal person, I will definitely have sympathy for people like you who have an unhealthy growth experience and an unhealthy personality. This is what proves that I am a normal person." She said dumbly , "You grew up in a welfare institution, so you don't know who your parents are, and you don't know your real age?"

"Fujima Gakuen is the name of that institution, so this is the last name."

"So Kosaburo is the third surviving child..." Thinking of what she had heard in the dream, she answered in a low voice.

"Hmm... and then uniformly stipulated that the birthday is Christmas. In this way, Kosaburo Fujima was created." His voice was a little lazy.

"However, you can change your name now."

He looked at her with the look that you are so funny: "do you think I don't like such a name."

"Of course I don't like the result of self-assessment." He obviously didn't like it, she was very sure,

"I'm very satisfied with this. Just like you are very satisfied with your life." After expressing his position in a flat tone, he showed a smile that seemed gentle to others, but very perverted in her eyes.

'I'm not really happy with my life at all. ' she said in her heart.

"You lied," she said.For some reason, the words of rebuttal jumped out immediately, and she really wanted to swallow every word she said.

"why."

"I just think that if it were me, I would definitely hate it. That kind of self-righteous kindness is not necessarily what I want." She spoke slowly, her voice lowered without confidence.

She didn't want a name like Aiko, and she didn't want a birthday that wasn't her Christmas at all.With such a name and such a birthday, I feel that my existence is like a vain joke.

The founder of the welfare institution, the benevolent philanthropist, or the ulterior adopter, these guys represent her at once.

But she can't use her own thoughts to guess Fujima Kosaburo's thoughts, and she can't use her own views to represent him either.

"You once asked me why I was interested in Hitoko Kirino." He put away the lunch box, wrapped it in cloth and put it gently in front of her, "Ten years ago, her father found her from the abandoned area." I sent me to a welfare institution. At that time, I met Hitoko Kirino who was taken by her father. Because she has a different feeling from us, I think she is perfect."

'When I see her, I feel an uncontrollable longing in my heart. Thinking like this, Chun seems to understand the meaning of "perfect", because Tongzi has something she lacks in her body, but she can't think of what she lacks.

"So this is ah……"

"I told the truth, it's your turn." He approached her with an ice-like breath, and she smelled the sweet and sour smell of strawberry cake again, "You..."

He pressed her lips with icy fingers, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes that made it impossible to look away, as if a snake was staring at its prey, firmly grasping her gaze.

"Are you really satisfied with your life?"

"Stop making trouble, you pervert." She calmly pushed him away and put the bento box into her bag, "Your method may be useful to others."

’ But I know too well how this demagogic magic works, there’s nothing magical about it. ’ Thinking of this, she realized that perhaps it was because she had mastered this 'magic' that she was missing something.

She turned around and saw Fujima staring at her with that sticky gaze again, she said: "Sometimes, your eyes are so strange."

"I borrowed this book. If you want to get it back, please contact me with the number I wrote on the collar of your uniform." He looked away, picked up the library and stood up, "And , you have been eating rice with only one prunes for a week, and you can’t finish it every time. You will be malnourished, and your menstrual period will not be normal..."

He patted off the dead leaves stuck to his shirt, and noticed her confused gaze: "I can observe you from the office window every day at noon, and this has almost become my only pleasure."

"That's not rice with only one dried plum, that's Sun Flag Bento." She stared blankly at him, wondering why such a person didn't go to a correctional facility, but survived to teach and educate people in the world, "and I don't want you to care about my menstrual period. You must be..."

She slowly clenched her hands into fists and raised her eyes to look at him: "You just want to do nasty things with me."

"Such things... haven't I said it long ago." He said in his usual soft and perverted tone, "I wanted to spoil you when I first saw you, but that's not Physiological needs."

"What is that?" She hated herself for always following his pace so easily.

He smiled gently and slightly shyly, with an extremely gentle look in his eyes, as if he was explaining a plain and simple question in class.

"I want to eat you. It's not burnt to ashes and eaten, but swallowed completely. Even the bones and flesh, including the soul inside, all become mine... Such a feeling is really troublesome. At any rate, please understand the hard work you have endured and my sincere concern for you, princess."

After saying this, he picked up the thin library and turned to leave.He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he looked through the world with a careless expression, which was really similar to hers.

These crazy remarks were obviously perverted words, but...she felt an unknown intimacy.

What is wrong?She felt a slight heat on her face, there must be something wrong with her.That man, apart from being perverted and insane, is indeed familiar and kind to her...