The Equation of ES (Part 1)

Eleven years ago.
Aharia... Asobastmasanu... Difnovarayani...
From the deepest recesses of his ears came a strange, unfamiliar sound, unlike Japanese.
Clack clack clack clack...
Was that footsteps? In his dazed state, he seemed to hear several people running around frantically.
...Dakhenhaidra Omikami
Olimashuu... Shilimashuu...
The incantation piercing his mind was suddenly interrupted by the voices of adults.
"That guy probably escaped somewhere, right?"
"You, you stop making noise!"
"Ah, this guy seems to be awake!" "
Really? He's not dead!"
"Hey...hey! Wake up! Can you hear me?"
"Did you see the culprit?"
The culprit? What...what happened...?
(The boy) knew nothing. No, it was because he knew the whole incident too well that his defensive instincts stopped his mind from thinking.
"There's only this guy here. The Cloud God! The Cloud God!"
"He did all this, didn't he?"
"Is Tsuruno possessed by some god?
'Yes, he did this to his sister...' '
He's a demon! A demon!!'"
Various voices rang in his ears, but he paid them no heed. His face was expressionless as he stared wide-eyed ahead. He said nothing, unable to answer. But, in his heart, he murmured: "As expected... (As expected, what I saw wasn't a dream...)"
At that moment... the villagers who had rushed over were too terrified to run away. When they came to their senses, (the boy) was facing the man's back.
Beside the railway tracks, bathed in the dim moonlight. Scattered around the man were the corpses of several young men, most of them half-naked. The lowered fence cast a flickering, hellish light. But he felt no fear towards these gruesome corpses. Perhaps he was afraid of breaking the eerie silence? He should have heard the fence! But he seemed to have lost his hearing; he couldn't hear anything.
The man was about the same age as the boy. Judging from the rumors of the past few days, he must be the Cloud God. The man sat by the fence, muttering to himself. A beautiful girl leaned against him with her eyes closed; her blood had dried. Her fair skin and slightly flushed cheeks made her seem to be peacefully asleep. The man gently shook the object in his left hand, while his right hand gently stroked the girl, his face full of happiness.
"I understand. This way... we can be together forever!"
The boy's memories returned instantly. The object in the man's left hand was connected to the girl's abdomen by a thin, blood-stained white cord... it was the umbilical cord. The man's left hand held the fetus the girl had given birth to. Upon closer inspection, the girl was already dead; her arms and legs had been cruelly severed at the base... but her beautiful face was extremely peaceful, like a doll's expression.
His consciousness gradually faded again, leaving only the girl's face deeply imprinted in his mind. For some reason, a strong feeling welled up for that man—envy…and jealousy…
Time rewinds to the present. June.
The weather has been cold and persistently rainy lately…it's the rainy season. But this afternoon is sunny and warm. Kusanagi and Fuyukawa Nozomi walk along the streets of Shibuya. They've been so busy with chores lately that they haven't even had time to sit down and chat.
Kusanagi used to be a psychiatrist. He's currently an important partner of Ryosaki, a private detective who was once his patient. His job is to conduct psychological analysis on criminals and clients. He doesn't think he has the temperament or skills of a detective. But Ryosaki said he could act according to his feelings, so he stayed at the agency. Later, in the "Black Fragment Murder Case" that happened half a year ago, he solved a series of murders spanning Japan and the United States, which gave him confidence as a detective.
Since his student days, he has lived a very disciplined life. But working as a doctor requires dealing with the unpredictable human psyche. When his work performance is poor, he is also scolded by his supervising professor. Even when working as a detective, he was often mocked by Ryosaki: "You worry about such trivial things, you're such a masochist!"
In reality, Kusanagi was having a subtle relationship with Fuyuyama Nozomi. He and Nozomi met because of the "Black Fragment" incident, and their relationship progressed rapidly. Nozomi's parents were used as experimental subjects by the mastermind of the incident and were subsequently murdered. Afterwards, Nozomi's tutor and guardian, "Hayami Haruka," took on the responsibility of caring for her. Although Nozomi was sometimes saddened by her parents' death, her feelings for Kusanagi greatly soothed her grief.
So far, the two had not had a physical relationship. Nozomi didn't say anything, but she was anxious about it. Perhaps it was because Kusanagi wasn't very adept at romance? Nozomi knew this, but Kusanagi felt that he was much older than her and couldn't properly guide their relationship, so he began to dislike himself and sometimes acted awkwardly.
That day, Kusanagi went to Shibuya to pick up newly printed business cards. He was terrible with directions in this area, so he could only rely on the map, hoping that his date with Nozomi would go smoothly... Nozomi was also looking forward to this long-awaited date. But half an hour had passed... and the atmosphere remained cold and indifferent.
Kusa didn't even hug his "lover" beside him, not even holding her hand.
"Hmm... Hasn't Asuka-san returned from her business trip yet?" With no other topic, Nozomi asked helplessly.
Asuka was an assistant at the Ryousaki Detective Agency. Her parents were brutally murdered by the same killer in the "Black Fragment" case when she was fourteen. Afterwards, she became Ryousaki's adopted daughter. Six months ago, when she turned twenty, she severed her adoptive relationship with Ryousaki and began working at the agency. Asuka and Ryousaki's relationship had evolved into that of lovers.
"Yeah, this investigation will take a long time. It'll be another three or four days before we get back from Toyama, right?"
"Three or four days? Then... what will we be doing?" Nozomi asked shyly, but the noise from the street made it hard for Kusanagi to hear her clearly.
"Huh? What did you say?" Kusanagi asked, when a huge object crashed into him from behind, causing him to fall hard on his backside, scattering his business cards everywhere.
It was a girl with glasses and cute eyes. She was wearing the same school uniform as Nozomi and also fell to the ground. Then, a thug with a loud accent and trendy clothes rushed up from behind. The girl must be trying to escape his pursuit!
"Wait! You're running really fast... Listen to me, Nozomi!" the thug called out, his thin eyebrows furrowed into a "V" shape.
"Didn't I say no? Even if you offer me more money, I won't do it!!" The girl twisted her left ankle and refused with a pained expression. Judging from this, the thug might be some kind of suspicious entertainment industry "agent.
" "...Kusanagi...Mr..." Nozomi's expression was timid, but her eyes clearly betrayed her need for Kusanagi to help the girl.
"Hey, you..." The thug's sharp gaze fell on Kusanagi.
"Ah, you...this..." Kusanagi hesitated, but the girl had already taken the opportunity to escape.
How to deal with a thug? Just when he thought he'd cause trouble, he stared intently at Nozomi and said, "Ahhh~ That's great!! I never thought such a cute girl would be walking with a panda like you. Ahhh... no, you're a man among men. If I were a woman, I'd fall in love with you at first sight, really! Ah, I forgot to introduce myself: my name is Kiba Ryoji... What's your name, miss?"
Kusanagi was about to stop him when Nozomi gave her name.
"Miss, do you need some pocket money?"
"Eh..."
"I'm looking for... these pretty girls. Want to listen if you're interested?"
"Ah, no thanks..." Nozomi stammered. This must be the current trend of students illegally working, right? Just as Kusanagi was about to stop Nozomi, Kiba's cell phone rang.
"What, at such an important time... Excuse me, I need to take this call." He said, walking a few steps away, turning his back to the two of them to finish the call, and then loudly said, "Sorry, I have something urgent to do right now. Um... give me one!" Kiba grabbed the business card that Kusanagi had dropped on the ground and quickly ran away.
"What's going on..." Kusanagi muttered to himself.
"That guy, he was like a storm!" Nozomi complained.
"Right, I didn't hear you clearly just now... What did you say?"
Nozomi shook her head slightly.
"Well, just before that girl bumped into me..."
"Hmm... What should we do now?"
Nozomi seemed to remember something and lowered her head embarrassedly. She took a deep breath, looked at Kusanagi's face, and said, "Asuka's not home, what are you going to do for dinner...?"
"Oh, this is a mess. Two old men, arguing even while cooking!" Kusanagi, unaware of Nozomi's intentions, laughed and said, "Last night was really ridiculous! I told Ryosaki to turn on the rice cooker, but he forgot. When I came back from the convenience store, the rice was still soaking in the pot!" "
Just as I expected."
"What?"
"I'll cook for you two until Asuka gets back!" Nozomi made her offer clear. Nozomi, who rarely expressed her feelings, surprised Kusanagi with this decision, but also felt a surge of joy.
At that moment, a strong gust of wind blew, sending several business cards flying into the air. The paper reflected the sunlight, making Kusanagi feel a crimson glow. He also felt slightly dizzy. Time seemed to stand still. (This...this feeling is!?) It seemed like some kind of memory was reviving in his mind, a hallucination. Kusanagi shielded his eyes with his hand, squinted, and looked up at the summer sun.
Chapter 1: A Mistake
After walking through the bustling streets of Shinjuku, it became very quiet. In the suburbs of Hyakunincho, the "Ryousaki Detective Agency" was located. They had only moved here half a month ago. Unlike before, when they were in an old building. This three-story old building was Ryousaki and Kusanagi's home and office.
Looking around, the low buildings surrounded by some towering buildings gave people a sense of oppression... For Ryousaki, who never had any free time and considered work his only pleasure, even during the bubble economy, buying this building was not so easy. In fact, the complicated inside story (or some kind of ridiculous conspiracy) was unknown even to Kusanagi.
"I played the lottery a while ago and accidentally won a lot of money!" Ryousaki explained with a smile.
Although Kusanagi and Asuka were close, they didn't say anything, secretly thinking, "Just as I thought!" But in reality, they still didn't understand the details.
"But, such a big place... isn't it a waste that only the two of you are using it?" Nozomi poked her head out from the kitchen, looking at the space that served as the office, which was about twenty tatami mats in size, and exclaimed in amazement. She had an important decision in her mind.
"There are still a few empty rooms! Asuka and I suggested that we could rent them out to others." "
Really... there are still empty rooms here... um..."
"Huh? Are you interested?" Kusanagi asked Nozomi, who seemed to be thinking.
"No, there's something... I haven't discussed it with Haruka-nee yet, so I can't decide yet." Nozomi said, blushing, and hid in the kitchen. Kusanagi was a little surprised, but didn't pay much attention. He checked the phone message and wrote down the case he had been asked to handle. A little while later, Nozomi took off her apron and came out, saying, "Just simmer it over low heat..."
She sat down on the sofa next to Kusanagi, stretched lazily, and murmured, "Summer's almost over..." As she stretched, Kusanagi stared at her exposed white neck, unable to look away.
"I hope the rainy season ends soon!"
"Yeah..."
The two talked about the weather, and later about Nozomi's school, grades, and so on. Kusanagi noticed that Nozomi seemed worried about what would happen after graduation. Nozomi's grades weren't a problem for getting into her ideal school. The problem was Haruka, who was currently living with her. But Nozomi wanted to free Haruka from the responsibility of taking care of her. The main reason was that Haruka seemed to have a boyfriend recently.
"Haruka-nee sacrificed her youth to take care of me. Although she jokingly said she hated men, I think she lost the opportunity to date because she lived with me..."
"Hmm. I know why you're interested in the empty rooms here."
"Hmm...yes." Nozomi said, lowering her head shyly.
"Want to live alone...?"
"I haven't told Haruka-nee yet, but this is for the best. That way she won't have to worry about me and can go out with guys! Someone as pretty as her, it's no wonder she has a boyfriend!"
"No... has Grandma talked to Haruka about this before?" Kusanagi asked Nozomi cautiously.
"No. She wouldn't admit that taking care of me is a hassle." Nozomi shook her head, completely believing that. In reality, she completely misunderstood. Although Haruka was beautiful and popular with boys, she absolutely did not have a boyfriend... no, she was incapable of dating men. Because she was completely lesbian and deeply in love with Nozomi.
Haruka didn't want her existence to cause trouble for Nozomi, who held a normal view of love, and was uneasy about it. She pretended to have a boyfriend in front of Nozomi. Nozomi believed it and was troubled about what to do.
Kusanagi had asked Haruka about this, but she asked Kusanagi not to tell Nozomi the truth. (How can I comfort Nozomi...?) He moved closer to Nozomi's face; her rosy lips were captivating Kusanagi.
"Grandma...you're overthinking it! Aya doesn't have a boyfriend because...it's just not meant to be! That must be it. And..."
"And?"
"She's also worried about: a bad guy like me bothering Grandma?"
Nozomi laughed and denied it: "But, Aya-neechan often teases me, 'Go and Mr. Kusanagi soon...xxxxxx!'"
Her face was as red as could be, and she murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Go to bed." She rested her head on Kusanagi's shoulder, the scent of her hair filling his nostrils. Kusanagi's desire was aroused, and he gently kissed Nozomi's lips. Nozomi was surprised, but overjoyed.
When Kusanagi's lips left, Nozomi said, "I...want more..."
This time, the two kissed each other more passionately than before.
"Hmm... Ugh..."
"Hmm... Hmm..."
The panting was mixed with sticky sounds. Just then...
"Looks like I came back at the wrong time." A deep voice came from the entrance hall. Kusanagi and Nozomi sprang up from the sofa. The other person was Detective Ryosaki, who was dressed in black from sunglasses to socks to shoes. Ryosaki smiled maliciously. He seemed to have been standing there for a while, seeing their actions clearly.
"Ryosaki, this..."
"I know, I know! If you can't grasp your opponent's actions instantly, you shouldn't be a detective in dangerous Shinjuku! Nozomi, hasn't this big brother properly loved you yet?"
"...It's only just begun." Nozomi said shyly, and Kusanagi's eyes widened.
"Nozomi, you!?"
"Calm down! It's good that Kusanagi can experience the pleasure of being a man. The scene just now was enough to make my nose bleed..."
"Ahhh~ Stop talking!!" Nozomi screamed and ran to the kitchen. The stew on the stove was burnt and stuck to the bottom of the pot. But heating up the food from the fridge and pairing it with hot rice still makes for a delicious lunch.
When Kusanagi dropped Nozomi off at the station and returned to the office, Ryosaki told him about the interview with Kinoshita. It was with a magazine called "World Tree," which had become increasingly vulgar, specializing in gossip and supernatural events.
"They wanted to do a 'Superpowered Detective vs. Ordinary Detective' story!" Ryosaki deliberately avoided looking at Kusanagi, knowing he'd be furious if he accepted such a ridiculous interview.
"Because... the magazine was willing to pay a high price for the interview, so I didn't refuse..."
"Don't lie! It was that shameless woman's request, wasn't it?"
"You guessed it!" Ryosaki pointed at Kusanagi with his index finger.
"..." Kusanagi was stunned, offering no reply. One of the editors of "World Tree" magazine, Yoko Ryuzawa, was a shameless and frivolous beauty who would sleep with men to get an interview. She probably used sex as bait to hook up with the lustful Ryosaki?
"Here we go again! Can't you...do less of the things that hurt Asuka?"
Ryouzaki glanced at Kusanagi.
"Didn't I just guess right?"
Ryouzaki looked up at the ceiling and spat out a lucky streak. The scene from two hours ago vividly flashed through his mind...
"Ah~ help me! Please?" Ryouzaki and Ryuzawa Yoko were in a cheap hotel room near the agency. Yoko pleaded in a coquettish voice that didn't match her carefree personality.
(It's definitely not going to be anything serious.) Ryouzaki had a feeling, but he didn't refuse her.
Yoko's plan was to have a detective competition between a certain superpowered person and Ryouzaki.
"It would be really popular if you competed against a detective from the Metropolitan Police Department! So I went to find Uncle Gen too!"
Ryouzaki was undressing Yoko when he heard this, and his hand stopped taking off her black lace panties.
"What...that old guy!?"
Uncle Gen was a veteran detective from the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, and he knew Ryouzaki. When his partner, the young detective Terada, met with Ryosaki, the two would inevitably bicker.
"You idiot...!" Ryosaki roughly pulled her panties down to her ankles.
"Ugh~ Don't be so angry, he coldly rejected me!"
"I knew it!"
Yoko wanted to say something, but her mouth was sealed by Ryosaki's kiss.
"Mmm... Ugh..."
Ryosaki's tongue wildly swirled in Yoko's mouth, and Yoko blushed with ecstasy, letting Ryosaki's tongue intertwine with her own. Ryosaki's mouth moved across her lips, jaw, earlobes, and neck, while he undressed himself. He made Yoko lie down, cupping her full breasts in his hands, licking her deep pink areolas with the underside of his tongue.
"Ahhh~ Ahhh... Rejected by Uncle Gen... Ahhh~ I can only beg you... Please... Ahhh~ If my project doesn't succeed... I'm doomed!" Yoko happily accepted Ryosaki's caresses, not forgetting to ask about work.
Ryosaki kneaded her soft breasts sometimes gently, sometimes forcefully. His index and middle fingers pinched her already hard nipples, and Yoko frowned uncontrollably, her back arching backward.
"Eek... ah... um, hey, did you hear me? Ahh... hey, answer me... ah~ okay?"
"Okay..."
Ryosaki's lips traced along her side, navel, and down to her lower abdomen. Yoko gasped, biting her nails.
"Haa, uh... ahhh~ it's... haa... we can do it now..."
"Okay..."
Ryosaki spread her thighs towards Yoko's chestnut-colored pubic hair and buried his face in them.
"Ah~ ah~ please... faster... ahh... um, um... it's in... uh... ahh..."
Yoko gasped in ecstasy as the tip of Ryosaki's penis touched her secret place. Ryosaki gradually increased the speed of his thrusting, and pleasurable sensations spread throughout his waist.
"Ah, ahh...so, so good..." The pleasure surging through her body made Yoko lose her sense of reason. She wrapped her arms around Ryosaki's neck, and their lips met passionately again, saliva dripping from their mouths as they swayed their hips.
...At this moment, both of them reached their climax.
"Haaah...faster...faster!! Ahh~ That's enough for today..."
"Okay. Now...I'm going to come!"
"Hmm~hmm~hmm...ahh!? I'm going to climax too...!!" Yoko's whole body convulsed violently.
"Ugh, ugh!!" Ryosaki groaned softly, ejaculating at the same time.
Kusanagi cleared his throat, interrupting Ryosaki's thoughts. Ryosaki pretended nothing was wrong, stood up, and looked out the living room window at the night view.
"Ah...right! The interview is scheduled for tomorrow...please, you must help me, okay?" Ryosaki asked Kusanagi with her back to him.
"I'm sorry...I can't help you, I have something to do tomorrow." Kusanagi replied quietly.
Three years ago, while conducting research in psychiatry, he was selected as a candidate for the "Psychoanalyst System," a government-planned program for covert crime investigations, and spent some time at a certain facility. This facility was less like a hospital and more like a research institution. It housed patients with special conditions or those that general psychiatrists couldn't treat, and treated them through experimental methods.
Six years ago, Ryosaki was involved in a murder case in the United States, was wrongfully prosecuted, and suffered a mental breakdown due to the shock. After receiving treatment there, he returned to Japan nearly cured and received treatment at this facility. Kusanagi was Ryosaki's attending physician at that time.
A letter suddenly arrived from his friend Satomi Yamazaki, a former candidate for analyst, saying: "I need to discuss something." The agreed date was tomorrow.
"You... do you remember that time?" Ryouzaki asked. It was a murder that occurred in a gloomy hospital when he was being examined by Kusanagi. Because the process was bizarre, he remembered it very clearly.
"Could it be... that we still need to discuss this case now?" His eyes sharpened at the mention of the incident.
"Yes. It's been a long time since we last met... She seems to have something urgent! She doesn't have time to reply to my letter, but I can't avoid meeting her..."
Kusanagi recalled the contents of her letter, crossing his arms in deep thought.
At the same time, a man suffering from a lack of time was Kiba, who had been following a cute girl during the day. (It's come to this... I have to find a way!) His trouble was: he had developed a strong love for Mayami, the girl he lived with, and wanted to make a lot of money for her.
"I should hurry over there and ask for details! Maybe there's some trouble..."
Kiba's living quarters were small and dirty. He sat on the bed, reaching for the small table beside him, when he saw a crumpled business card next to his cigarettes. It was one he'd picked up on the streets of Shibuya that day: a business card from a detective agency. (Private detectives, they probably do petty theft too...) Kiba, ruthless in his pursuit of money, smiled as if he could smell the money in that thin piece of paper.
(In this world, having a little wish isn't unreasonable, isn't that what you think too?) Looking at the peacefully sleeping Mayami beside him, Kiba thought silently.
Chapter Two: Boundaries
Kusanagi's memories returned to three years ago... Lacking clinical experience, he only excelled in written exams. Perhaps due to his inferiority complex? He participated in a confidential training program for psychological analysts.
His colleagues all seemed quite shrewd and capable. He, however, lacked any outstanding strengths... This made Kusanagi very depressed. Driven by his inferiority complex, he met with the extremely ill patient, Tsuruno Kaneto. This was Kusanagi's first diagnosis of him, while his colleagues had already examined Tsuruno.
Tsuruno and Kusanagi are the same age, and he has been transferred between various medical facilities for eight years. He is a complete mental patient. The real danger of this type of patient is that during clinical treatment, the diagnostic experts can become confused by the patient's "world"...
Although Tsuruno has not acted violently, all the doctors who have treated him have voluntarily given up their positions. They all say, "This can't go on!" This is something that Chief Physician Sawamura Hitoshi has mentioned many times.
Led by the capable senior colleague Yamazaki Satomi, Kusanagi arrived at Tsuruno's ward. Satomi is an energetic, older sister type of woman. She is three years older than Kusanagi and takes good care of him. Recalling that day...
"This is it. You will treat him! Be confident, do your best!" Satomi said, patting Kusanagi on the back.
Kusanagi nervously and curiously opened the ward door. The windows here are equipped with iron bars, the door is locked, and it is an isolation ward where patients are not allowed to enter or leave at will. When he opened the door, there was already a visitor in the ward.
"Huh? You..."
It was a colleague named Miyazaki. He wasn't a bad person, but he always had a stern face. He always completed the tasks assigned to him meticulously. However, he was aloof and didn't like talking to people. He was short and stout, and when interacting with people, he always gave the impression of being timid and lacking in integrity. In addition, he had a habit of twirling his pen.
"Miyazaki, what are you doing here...? Shouldn't you be organizing the data?" Satomi blurted out, and Miyazaki said somewhat awkwardly, "Huh? No... I just came to see... him..."
"Him? What happened to Tsuruno?"
"Nothing. No... he doesn't seem to be feeling well..." Miyazaki replied, twirling the ballpoint pen in his right hand, swish, swish...
Kusanagi hated this habit of his. Watching the pen constantly spinning, it seemed as if his brain was being stirred back and forth, making him feel very uncomfortable. Satomi seemed to feel the same way.
"I've told you so many times!! This is a hospital room! Sharp objects should be kept out of the patient's sight... Do you understand?" Satomi said in a stern voice.
"I'm sorry..."
"It's our turn to see patients now, you can go back!"
"Yes, yes. I'm sorry..." Miyamoto shrank back, bowed to Satomi, and walked out of the room.
"Hmph... a timid man, so annoying!" Satomi muttered as the automatic door slammed shut.
"In that case, I should be more careful too!"
"Hehe... never mind. Kusanagi, it's your turn now!" Satomi smiled slightly, then her expression turned serious again.
"Hello, Dr. Miyamoto just said: Are you feeling unwell? If so, you can tell me. Do you know this female doctor? My name is Kusanagi, and you... are you Tsuruno? Please take care of me." "
..." Tsuruno didn't react to Kusanagi's words, staring blankly at his hands.
Tsuruno's face was devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, his expression as stiff as a mask. In his hand, he held a doll with its arms and legs broken off and slightly dirty, and occasionally, a horrifying smile would appear on his face. Kusanagi was at a loss, staring blankly at Tsuruno on the bed and the doll in his hands. (A doll without hands and feet...)
"Such a cute doll..." Kusanagi said softly, but Tsuruno remained silent.
But, after a while...
"...Nakama..." Tsuruno said in a barely audible voice. That seemed to be the doll's name, and Kusanagi and Tsuruno started a conversation with that... An hour passed, and Satomi said: Time's up.
Kusanagi felt that Tsuruno's mental age was only twelve or thirteen years old. Having always stayed in a special medical facility, he didn't understand common sense and morality.
After the treatment, Kusanagi didn't feel anything was wrong. But as they left the ward, Satomi said, "Kusanagi... when you start treatment, don't get too absorbed in the patient. The most important thing is to maintain a certain distance, that is, the distance of objectively facing the patient. Our work does require rational thinking... but that alone is not enough, thinking too much is even worse. If you don't relax, you'll have a mental breakdown first!"
During the regular meeting of the psychological analyst candidates, Kusanagi and Satomi entered the meeting room together.
Upon entering, they found two people already in the conference room: Ichijo Aya and Mizuno Nanako, who seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. Ichijo was a handsome man with gentle features, but beneath his gentle demeanor lay an impression of being easily angered and repressed. Nanako, on the other hand, was the opposite of Satomi; she was a well-mannered, composed, and elegant young lady. Behind her large, round glasses were a pair of captivating eyes that deeply attracted many male colleagues (including Kusanagi, of course).
"Ah, you two, you're here so early... what are you doing?"
Satomi jokingly asked, and the two awkwardly tried to cover up their embarrassment, a fact Kusanagi also noticed. Just as the atmosphere became awkward, Director Sawamura and Miyako appeared.
After discussing the confirmation of treatment, addressing questions, and other precautions, the conversation naturally turned to Tsuruno. He had originally been in another facility but was transferred here for an experiment in training psychoanalysts. Effective treatment needed to be achieved in a short period. Tsuruno's information had been kept secret until the final patient's initial consultation. Sawamura, in a serious tone, described the file in his hand.
Tsuruno grew up in a small fishing village called "Kageshiro," facing the Sea of Japan. The locals held a unique indigenous belief in the "Cloud Head God," who was enshrined at the local Nifu Shrine. Tsuruno was believed to be a reincarnation of the Cloud Head God and was feared by the villagers.
"Fear...? As an object of worship, he should be respected," Kusanagi murmured. Sawamura immediately explained that the Cloud Head God was not worshipped as a benevolent deity but was considered a malevolent spirit.
Tsuruno was called a child prodigy in his youth. But after signs of his reincarnation as the Cloud Head God appeared when he was ten, Tsuruno's family was ostracized by the villagers. This, perhaps, is the key to solving Tsuruno's problem?
"If the Tsuruno family had remained isolated, things would have been alright. But after a major incident..." Sawamura continued...
One day, a large-scale train accident occurred nearby. The sounds of ambulances, police cars, and fence alarms filled the air. That night, the details are unclear, but it is known that Tsuruno murdered five young people in the village, his own father, and his sister—a total of seven people. Almost all of them were stabbed, except for Tsuruno's sister, whose death was gruesome. When Tsuruno was arrested, he was wandering around the Nifu Shrine, holding his sister, whose limbs had been severed and whose abdomen had been cut open, along with the unborn child in her womb.
"Th-that..." Satomi cried out, and Kusanagi's mind flashed... (The doll... the doll Tsuruno had been holding, with its limbs severed!!)
Sawamura nodded and said, "Yes, as everyone thinks, that doll has a symbolic meaning. The baby that was dug out, according to the identification results, was born to Tsuruno and his cousin."
Incest!? In the clinical field of psychiatry, while not an unusual case, the act of removing a fetus from the mother's body still feels bizarre and inexplicable.
Why did Tsuruno sever his cousin's limbs? According to him, it seems "because he didn't need hands and legs."
"In other words, he just wanted to keep his cousin's 'heart' with him, right?" Ichijo said on behalf of Sawamura. Sawamura's face twitched slightly, but he still listened silently to what Ichijo was saying.
"In ancient times, there was no concept of a 'brain,' and the 'heart' was believed to be in the abdomen. Only samurai had the right to commit seppuku because that was where the 'heart' was located. Tsuruno wanted to possess his cousin's heart and the fruit of their love, right?" Ichijo said calmly. Everyone present listened to his analysis in silence, the atmosphere extremely heavy.
Abnormal sexual relations. There was even a romantic relationship between cousins, which was unsettling. Apart from Sawamura, none of the others were professional psychoanalysts, so they were all shocked by Tsuruno's tragic past.
"Anyway... everyone be careful. The doctors who treated him before all developed mild schizophrenia or autonomic nervous system dysfunction. That's why they gave up on treating him. You all need to be careful!!"
Sawamura clapped his hands to signal everyone's attention, saying, "No matter how hard you try, Tsuruno will only be here for two weeks. Whether there are no results during this period or it helps with future research data, it's up to you. Don't forget!"
"Then... what about Tsuruno... after he leaves here?"
To Nanako's anxious question, Sawamura coldly replied, "There will always be other facilities that will take in someone like him. He'll just be tossed around by different facilities... isolated from the world for the rest of his life!"
"Wh-what!!" Nanako exclaimed, "Shouldn't we be trying our best to treat him? He's so calm, even though his condition is serious... he's such a good boy!"
Satomi, sitting next to her, patted her shoulder and said, "That's right, Nanako. But we're psychiatrists. We shouldn't let our patients affect our emotions. Calm down, okay? Chief Physician, let's end the meeting here!"
"Yes, everyone can look at the materials distributed. Although it happened eight years ago, the locals are reluctant to talk about it. There's also very little information on Tsuruno. As for the specific treatment plan, we'll discuss that next time!" Sawamura finished speaking and stood up. Everyone nodded slightly to him.
When Kusanagi stood up, Ichijo deliberately glanced at him. Just as Kusanagi was about to ask, Ichijo had already left the meeting room. Miyamoto, still in his seat, kept twirling his pen. Glug glug... Kusanagi's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the twirling pen, and he felt a sudden wave of dizziness.
"Kusanagi. I'll go first!"
Kusanagi came to his senses, but felt inexplicably uneasy.
Several days later. Kusanagi and Nanako worked hard on Tsuruno's psychoanalysis. Although communicating with Tsuruno was still difficult, it was slowly showing results.
Kusanagi drank the black tea Nanako had brewed in one gulp.
"...How is it?" Nanako asked cautiously.
"Hmm, nothing's progressed... I guess I'm not cut out to be a good psychiatrist, I don't have any leads!" Kusanagi made a helpless gesture and said with distress.
"No, I meant the black tea... It's the first time I've brewed it for you! How is it?"
Nanako tilted her head slightly, and Kusanagi stared at her rose-red lips, lost in thought. Although he was a psychiatrist, he didn't understand his own 'psychology'. Do humans really have a central nervous system that controls their desires and resists them?
According to psychologist Freud, the psyche is divided into three domains: the 'ego' that governs real life; the 'superego' that is influenced by parental upbringing and societal expectations, and is subject to taboos and ideals; and the 'es' that is governed by instinctual desires; and the 'id'
. Human behavior arises from the struggle between the 'es' and the 'ego'. Although Kusanagi understood this theory, he felt uneasy because he couldn't concretely grasp the true nature of his own 'es'.
How could he analyze a patient's psychology if he didn't even understand his own inner self? He felt extremely conflicted about this, so he tried to keep himself busy to avoid thinking about it. On the surface, Tsuruno's treatment was progressing smoothly. However, the geographical and cultural background of Tsuruno's upbringing remained unclear.
Kusanagi thought he should go to the library to look up some documents... but suddenly felt tired and took a nap on the table.
Nanako, who had put her teacup back in the kitchen, came in and said, "Ah... I have something to say..." Nanako lowered her head shyly. "It's just... back then, Mr. Ichijo and I were in the conference room..."
Kusanagi guessed what she was going to say and said, "Ah, that... do you... not want the director and others to know about you and Mr. Ichijo?" Kusanagi said with a smile.
"No, no..."
"I understand! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"..." Nanako's eyes widened, and she silently ran out.
Kusanagi hesitated, unsure whether he should leave, and remained standing there blankly.
"What happened? Could it be... she and Ichijo have broken up?" Kusanagi muttered to himself.
"Idiot! That's not how it is!"
"Huh? What?"
It's unclear when Satomi came in, but she seemed to have heard what Kusanagi and Nanako were saying.
"You...you're such a clueless idiot who doesn't understand women!" Satomi laughed and scolded, mocking Kusanagi.
"You're saying that to me...was I wrong just now?" Kusanagi asked, puzzled. Satomi nodded exaggeratedly.
"Yes! It's all your fault!"
"...!?"
"You weren't popular with girls in your school days, were you?"
"Yeah, that's true."
"Nanako was a girl who always went to an all-girls school!"
"Huh?" Kusanagi looked puzzled again.
"Chief Sawamura is a domineering man, and although Ichijo is handsome, he's not likable...as for that Miyamoto, he's even more annoying!" Satomi smiled and said, "So, what I'm saying is: Nanako has fallen in love with you!"
"Huh!?" Kusanagi was surprised to hear this.
"She didn't know what to do and even discussed it with me!"
According to Satomi, a few days ago in the conference room, Nanako clearly told Ichijo that she liked Kusanagi and rejected his advances. (No wonder, after the meeting, Ichijo looked at me like that...) Although he understood this, Kusanagi, who had little experience in love, didn't know what to do.
"What to do..."
To Kusanagi's mutterings, Satomi gave him a mischievous look and said, "Yeah, I don't know what to do either? Because... I like you too!"
"...!!" Satomi's words shocked Kusanagi even more.
"What... what did you say?" Kusanagi's face burned as he asked her.
"I said: Nanako and I both love you. Tell me! Who do you like?"
"You... you suddenly said that..." Kusanagi said. This was the first time in his life that he had experienced something like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug.
"Hmph, you don't seem bothered at all!"
"Um, no... I..." It would be a lie to say he wasn't secretly pleased. After Satomi said that, Kusanagi blushed.
"That expression immediately. It's clear you're far from being a seasoned player in love!"
"...Sorry."
"But this frankness shows you don't have much experience with women, which is part of your unique charm!"
"Is this...a compliment?"
"Yes. But it can also become your biggest weakness. Especially when it comes to sex...Isn't that right?"
Kusanagi lowered his head slightly. Satomi was right. While he wasn't completely inexperienced in love, he wasn't as successful as the men around him.
"What? If you choose me, I know all your troubles and can guide you!"
Kusanagi was confused. Considering his future career in this industry, choosing Satomi would be more advantageous. But doing so would be unfair to both women. Although he and Nanako were just ordinary colleagues, it was a fact that he had feelings for her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to Mizuno-san..." Kusanagi hadn't finished speaking when Satomi interrupted, "No need to say anything, I know." She stopped Kusanagi, saying, "Ah~ I guess I can't compete with a young and beautiful girl... Oh well~" Satomi scratched her head and stuck out her tongue.
"No, Satomi-san is also a beautiful woman!"
"Kusanagi, don't say that. You're trying to comfort me, but it's only tearing my wounds apart..."
"Ah... I didn't mean that..."
"Just kidding! Since you've decided, go after her!"
"But..."
"After you find Nanako, give this to her." Satomi stuffed something into Kusanagi's breast pocket and was about to leave the room.
"Satomi-san... thank you." Kusanagi said, but Satomi gave him a puzzled look and said, "What? Go on!"
"I'm leaving..." Suddenly Satomi added, "Wait a minute, I need to give you a proper check-up!"
But when Kusanagi turned around, Satomi was already gone.
To find Nanako, Kusanagi went to Tsuruno's hospital room. Although it wasn't her turn to examine him today, Kusanagi still peeked through the crack in the door.
"Who!?" A sharp voice rang out.
"I-I'm Kusanagi."
"Eh...it's you." Seeing it was Kusanagi, Ichijo's expression softened, but Kusanagi felt the change in his expression was a little unnatural. Miyagi was also sitting on the small sofa next to the hospital bed. Tsuruno smiled at Kusanagi, but since Miyagi had his back to him, Kusanagi couldn't see his expression.
"Um, excuse me..."
"What?" Ichijo replied.
"Miss Mizuno...has she been here?"
Thump!! As soon as Kusanagi uttered Mizuno's name, Miyagi's body trembled violently. The sofa chair made a sound, causing Ichijo to frown slightly as well.
(Something's not right...what's going on?) Kusanagi was slightly wary, and just as he was about to leave knowing that Nanako wasn't there, Miyagi, who hadn't looked at him, said without turning his head, "...Mr. Kusanagi, you want to confirm her matter, right?"
(...Her matter?) After realizing he was referring to Nanako, Kusanagi looked at Miyagi and saw him twirling his pen again.
*Swish...swish...swish...* The ballpoint pen spun endlessly between his stubby fingers, as if it were alive. He didn't want to look, but his gaze was drawn to the swirling vortex created by the pen. *Swish...swish...swish...* As Kusanagi grew increasingly uncomfortable, Miyamoto suddenly said, "You want to...steal Mizuno Nanako away, don't you?"
"Huh!?"
"Not just you, but Ichijo and Chief Sawamura are the same. Let me tell you properly...she...and I...have that kind of relationship!"
What relationship? Kusanagi had no idea.
"Miyamoto...you seem to have misunderstood," Kusanagi said calmly, but Miyamoto ignored him.
Miyamoto wasn't acting normally. As a psychiatrist, Kusanagi noticed a dangerous signal emanating from him.
"Miss Mizuno hates those lecherous looks she gives you!!" Miyamoto yelled at Kusanagi in a childlike, high-pitched voice, "I...I...I don't want to say these things. But...but...that's what she said to me. Everyone...everyone's interested in Miss Mizuno. They all want...to steal her away from me...everyone...everyone...envies me...and tries to scheme..."
Miyamoto trembled, the chair legs clattering on the floor. Kusanagi was about to catch him when Ichijo calmly stopped him, whispering, "It's just a psychotic episode, don't worry."
As he said, Miyamoto fell off the chair and sat on the floor, twirling his pen as usual. But his muttered words still reached the dazed Kusanagi's ears.
"…God… told…me."
A chill ran down his spine. (Just now, he said 'the Cloud God'?) (Could it be…that Miyamoto is also…bewitched by this patient?) Tsuruno played with the doll in his hand, smiling at it.
Kusanagi's thoughts were in disarray, unable to make a rational judgment. Ichijo noticed his anxiety and whispered, "Leave Miyamoto to me! I've noticed him acting like this lately. I think he's overworked, which is causing his autonomic nervous system to become a little out of control…"
"But, Ichijo…" Kusanagi believed that Miyamoto's current condition was much more serious than "a little abnormal." Within the facility, everything concerning patients or doctors, no matter how small, should be reported to Chief Sawamura. Strange things are not uncommon in a mental hospital, but when it involves human life, it can be dangerous.
Just as Kusanagi was about to speak, Ichijo said, "Do you have the right to ruin his life? I want to treat him before his condition gets worse. For Miyazaki's sake, please keep this a secret." He then smiled bitterly and said, "What he just said was probably all wishful thinking, wasn't it? A few days ago, wasn't I talking to Mizuno? At that time... she flatly rejected me and said she liked you..."
(Satomi's words were indeed true.) Kusanagi's emotions grew increasingly agitated.
"Please leave! I need to treat Miyazaki after I finish examining the patient. What I said just now..."
"I understand, I won't tell anyone."
Ichijo smiled at Kusanagi with relief.
Kusanagi found Nanako in the conference room.
"Ah..." She turned her back to Kusanagi and fled to a corner of the room.
"...Ms. Mizuno."
"I'm sorry... just now, I suddenly..."
Kusanagi was no longer nervous and smiled as he walked to Nanako's side.
"Ah, I'm sorry..."
"I'm the one who should apologize. Ms. Yamazaki and Ichijo both told me!"
"Ah... really..."
"It's true... I don't know... what to say..."
"..."
"Love is something I'm really bad at..."
Nanako chuckled. "Ugh! Do you want me, who bravely confessed everything, to continue being sad?"
"I-no, that's not it..."
"I've always admired Mr. Kusanagi, who can do things at his own pace." Her words surprised Kusanagi.
"No, I've never thought that way... and no one has ever told me that."
"I always went to an all-girls school, and when I had a boy I liked, I didn't know what to do... but after meeting Mr. Kusanagi, I finally understood." Nanako looked up, her big eyes fixed on Kusanagi.
"I like you." She suddenly confessed her love, and Kusanagi straightened up nervously, taking a deep breath.
"I've never really been lucky with romance... No, but, if I could..."
"Really?" Nanako's expression softened, and Kusanagi nodded deeply.
"You're too good for me... I'm just not good enough for you!" Kusanagi was only halfway through his sentence when Nanako hugged him, and he silently wrapped his arms around her back. Nanako's fragrant scent stimulated his nostrils.
Nanako's body... trembled slightly.
"Miss Mizuno...?"
"Lately, especially after Tsuruno came... everyone's been acting strange... I'm a little scared."
(Is that so? She feels that way too!) Kusanagi suddenly felt a strong affection for Nanako. He instinctively hugged her tighter.
Clang.
"Ouch, that hurts..."
A small metallic sound rang out, and Nanako involuntarily shrank back. It was the hospital room key that Satomi had just slipped into Kusanagi's pocket, which meant the room was probably empty.
"Are you alright, Grandma?"
"No, this is..." Nanako looked at the key Kusanagi had pulled out.
"Ms. Yamazaki said: Give this to Grandma..."
"...?"
"...!!"
The two understood Satomi's intention and blushed as they smiled. Satomi had created an opportunity for them to sleep together, but to "hit the jackpot" now was a bit too hasty. But Nanako said, "Let's go to the ward... It's not easy to have an opportunity like this."
Entering the empty ward, their lips immediately met. There were no sheets or blankets in the ward, so Kusanagi made Nanako lie down on the thick carpet. The two kissed again, this time even more intensely... their tongues intertwined, and the sounds of their lewd kisses echoed in the room.
"Mmm... Ah... Hey... Mr. Kusanagi, you... didn't expect... me to be this kind of girl, did you?" Nanako said as her lips left Kusanagi.
"I never thought of that."
Their lips met again, the kiss seeming endless...
"Ha, ah, umm... Mr. Kusanagi, I love you... Haaaah... I love you!!" Nanako cried out, her expression arousing Kusanagi's desire. He cupped her small face in his hands, sucking on her tongue.
"Nanako..."
Kusanagi quickly removed her top, piece by piece. Nanako gasped, silently obeying his actions. When her skirt was removed, her petite, fair, and delicate body was revealed.
Kusanagi caressed Nanako's breasts through her bra, feeling their elasticity even through the bra. Then... he opened the bra and directly rubbed her breasts.
"Haaaah... umm... um~"
Kusanagi covered Nanako's pale pink areolas with his palms, and with a little pressure, her nipples hardened.
"Mmm...mmm..." Nanako raised her upper body, wrapping her arms around Kusanagi's neck, licking his cheeks, jaw, forehead, and eyelids with the tip of her tongue...and kissing his earlobe.
The tingling pleasure and Nanako's unexpected boldness caused Kusanagi to completely lose his rationality. Kusanagi took off her shirt and slowly licked Nanako's breasts, sides, and navel, down to her slender waist. Nanako's legs, which had been tightly closed due to tension, gradually relaxed. When Kusanagi pressed his fingertips into her slit, her petals could be faintly seen through her damp panties.
"Ah~ Don't look like that!" Nanako shook her head, but Kusanagi's fingers still slipped inside her panties. Nanako said, "I want more!" while swaying her hips.
Kusanagi's tongue licked the damp part of Nanako's panties; the sweet and sour fresh juice stimulated his sense of smell. (...I can't hold back anymore!!) Kusanagi hurriedly pulled Nanako's panties down to her ankles. What appeared before him was a pale forest, and Nanako's lovely garden, glistening with light, rich fruit nectar. Kusanagi, slightly dizzy, buried his face in the petals.
"Ahhh..." Nanako's waist trembled slightly as Kusanagi's tongue slid down between the petals.
"Ahhh~ Haaah... Ahhh!" Nanako gasped softly, and as Kusanagi's fingers caressed her clitoris, her thigh trembled as if electrocuted.
"Ahhh... No, don't do this..." Nanako cried out, and as Kusanagi pressed the tip of his tongue against the central indentation, she let out an even more intense moan: "Haaah~ Haaah~ Haaah..." She tossed her hair and writhed violently.
(I can't hold back any longer...) Kusanagi quickly pulled off his trousers. His mind went blank. He gripped his penis and thrust it into Nanako's secret place.
"Ha... Ahh!?" Nanako tilted her chin back and screamed.
"Is... alright...?"
Nanako said, unable to bear it any longer. "Haa~ It's... alright... Keep going..."
To Kusanagi's surprise, Nanako took the initiative. Her intense and bold posture aroused Kusanagi's desire to conquer her. He pressed his lips against hers, his tongue swirling fiercely in her mouth.
Glug, glug, sizzle, sizzle... The 'holes' above and below made sticky sounds, weaving together into an obscene symphony. The initially awkward movements became rhythmic and melodious.
"Ugh... Ah... Nanako..." Kusanagi gradually reached the edge of climax.
"Glug... I'm going to come... Haa~ I'm going to climax..." At the same time, Nanako arched her back, clutching the blanket in anguish.
"...Ugh!!"
"I'm coming... Mr. Kusanagi..."
With a burning sensation near her cervix, Nanako reached her climax shortly after.
Kusanagi ate his lunch, which was a few hours late, alone in the cafeteria. Although he had invited Nanako to join him, she was too shy and went elsewhere after leaving the ward. Kusanagi's consciousness was still in a daze. Doing "the thing" in the facility during broad daylight, away from his colleagues, felt guilty, but also strangely pleasurable.
(I... am even less able to control myself than I imagined.) Kusanagi drank his bitter coffee, the taste of Nanako lingering in his throat, and his lower body began to stir again.
...Let's do it with her again! Thinking this, his penis became erect.
(How... am I like this!?) Although he tried desperately to return to his work, his thoughts were already so chaotic that he had lost all rationality. Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder. Kusanagi turned around and saw Satomi.
"Hehe...judging from your expression, it seems to be going well!" She murmured in Kusanagi's ear with a smile in her eyes, "You haven't showered yet, have you?"
"Ah, because I didn't have time..."
"It's okay. I'll help you clean up, come with me!"
"Eh, milk...?"
"Didn't I just say? I'm going to examine you!"
"...!? Looking into Satomi's lustful eyes, Kusanagi understood what 'examine' meant.
The surging desire finally had an object to be released. Kusanagi walked behind Satomi as if sleepwalking. But he knew exactly what was about to happen. No, it should be said that he was looking forward to it?
At the very end of the corridor on the third basement floor, there was a women's restroom that was rarely used...
"Let me examine your erect little brother carefully!" Satomi sat on the toilet seat, holding Kusanagi's penis. She smelled the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. Kusanagi's penis, unlike what had just happened, was still hard and erect.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore! I never thought Nanako was... such a lewd woman whose face doesn't match her looks!" Satomi rubbed Kusanagi's penis against her cheek. "You... and Nanako, you enjoyed yourselves, didn't you?" Her thick, bright red lips sucked Kusanagi's penis all the way to the base. The warm, moist touch made Kusanagi lose his senses.
"Mmm... mmm..." He was already incoherent, responding casually.
Glug, glug... Satomi's tongue made a sound.
"My es, my desire... sometimes, it stirs uncontrollably!"
"Mmm..."
Glug, glug...
"Like a pervert..."
"...Ah..."
Glug, glug... Satomi's tongue licked the crevice, carefully caressing it. Satomi's lipstick, like strawberry jam, smeared on her lips, making her look even more lewd.
"Ahhh~ It seems... even dirtier than before!" she murmured to herself, gently biting the left and right sides of her scrotum with her front teeth.
"Ah, uh..." Kusanagi couldn't help but groan. As Satomi gently bit his scrotum, he arched back in pleasure. It seemed to be the opposite of what he had done with Nanako earlier. His male desire to conquer subtly subsided, allowing Satomi to caress him at will.
After a while, Satomi stopped giving him blowjobs and used her right hand to stroke Kusanagi's penis up and down.
"There's no reason for sex... Those who understand can naturally understand their opponent's preferences, habits... and weaknesses at a glance."
She slowly lifted her skirt and placed one knee on the toilet seat. "Ah~ I only gave him blowjobs, and it's already this wet."
"Kusanagi... do you like horny women?" she asked, her long, wine-red nails stroking her genitals back and forth.
"...I... I like it..." Kusanagi stared intently at the scene, nodding slightly.
"Really? What will you say if Nanako asks?"
"Um, no... that's..."
"Hehe, just kidding... but she really is horny, isn't she?" Satomi put her wet finger to Kusanagi's nose. "How do I taste? Excited yet?" She put her finger into Kusanagi's mouth, Satomi's 'scent' mixed with saliva, spreading down his throat. It was a lighter, sweet and sour taste than Nanako's.
"Women... none of them aren't horny. You can't be fooled by appearances!" Satomi said, pulling down her panties and throwing them on the ground, clamping Kusanagi between her knees, and saying, "Come on, fuck me hard!!" "
...Satomi-san!" Kusanagi bent over slightly, thrusting his erect penis into Satomi's body.
"Haaah~ So good... ahh!" As Satomi's back arched, her vagina exerted intense stimulation on Kusanagi's penis.
"Ugh, ahh... so, so good..."
"Ahhh~ Ugh~ Kusanagi... I, I can't take it anymore~" Satomi closed her eyes, frowned, and exhaled hot breaths: "Ugh, ahhh... ah~ I, I'm going to come..." Satomi let out a soft moan, her body swaying more violently.
"I, me too..." Kusanagi also quickened his movements.
"Ah, almost, almost... like this... reach orgasm!!"
"Ugh, Satomi... Miss!!" A burning pleasure traveled from her lower back all the way to her climax.
"Ah~ umm umm umm... so good..." Satomi bent over, savoring the ultimate pleasure.
Kusanagi leaned against the wall, staring blankly into the air. His consciousness was gradually clearing, his mind filled with thoughts of the relationship he had developed with Nanako and Satomi. The moment he ejaculated into Satomi, she seemed to have gained an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and satisfaction. (This is... my es... the full picture of desire?) If so, had he not truly lived, given his years of depression?
Kusanagi shook his head, trying to shake off this thought. Before him, Satomi, panting, was the reality of her alluring posture, and the budding impulses within him were also a reality.
"...Kusanagi. From behind, let's do it again... okay?" Satomi seemed to see through Kusanagi's confusion, speaking in a teasing tone.
Of course, there was no reason to refuse her. (Es... desire... is it truly endless?)
The question that had just welled up in Kusanagi's heart was suppressed again.
Chapter Three: Impulse
Time returned to the present... Yesterday the weather was perfectly sunny, but today it rained, a slightly chilly afternoon.
Ryuzawa Yoko, the editor of a third-rate supernatural magazine, greeted Kusanagi in a flippant tone. She had found a real psychic, intending to have a paper detective duel with Ryosaki.
"Hey... real psychic, where did you find him?" Ryosaki asked.
Yoko didn't hear his mockery, saying seriously, "Y-yes, he's already here... If you want to see him, you can, wait a minute..." Standing at the door, Yoko smiled at the person behind it.
Ryosaki pleaded with Kusanagi for help, "...Kusanagi, stay and help!"
"No, you promised her, it's not my business!"
Ryosaki scoffed at Kusanagi, then turned around...
"Hi!! Sorry to keep you all waiting~" Behind Yoko was a young man, thin but muscular with dark skin, carrying a camera bag.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Sasaki, nice to meet you." He greeted them loudly, nodding to the two.
Ryosaki and Kusanagi felt a little bored. Was this ordinary young man really a superpowered individual?
"What's going on? A superpowered individual? He looks more like a soccer player!"
Hearing Ryosaki mutter to himself, Yoko quickly said, "Sorry. He was just joking. A real superpowered individual is..." She pointed to two girls who had already entered the room, swaggering towards the sofa. One was a girl dressed like a lady, while the other behaved like a boy and was dressed in men's clothing.
The two twins were the superpowered individuals Yoko had recruited; they were supposedly still students. Sasaki was the editorial department's personal photographer.
"How is it? Isn't it cute? It'll definitely be a bestseller if it's in the magazine!" Yoko said smugly to Ryosaki.
One of the twins, dressed like a lady, "Misao," seemed to read Kusanagi's mind, asking him, "If you don't hurry up and leave, you'll be late for our appointment!"
(Oh no... I forgot the time.) Kusanagi glanced at the clock on the wall, startled. (W-Why does this girl... know what I'm thinking!?) Kusanagi looked at Ryosaki, tilting his head in surprise, but he didn't have time to ask her; the time he was supposed to meet Satomi was fast approaching.
"I really wanted to stay, but... I'm sorry..."
"Didn't you say it wasn't your business?" Ryosaki smiled.
Just as Kusanagi was about to leave, Ayumi, one of the twins, called out to him, "You'd better be careful! It seems... there are memories from the past floating around you!"
On his way to Satomi's office near Shibuya, Kusanagi thought about Ayumi's words. 'Memories from the past'... He was about to meet a friend he hadn't seen for three years. But how did the twins know?
While Kusanagi was still confused, he arrived at a three-story luxury apartment building with a sign that read "YS PSY". The "Y" stood for the first letter of "Yamazaki". This was Satomi's clinic, and the patients who came to her ranged from mild autonomic nervous system disorders, psychosomatic illnesses, stress-induced bulimia, and anorexia. Business seemed to be good.
Back then, he was participating in training for the government's secret "Psychoanalysis Investigation System," which was suspended because of a horrific murder that occurred at the facility.
Satomi, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, had grown her short hair into long, straight hair, tied back, and looked different from the one he remembered. Satomi's purpose was indeed to discuss Tsuruno's matter. Upon hearing that he had recently been secretly discharged from the hospital, Kusanagi couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!" He was a severely mentally ill patient with no hope of recovery. Unless his condition improved, he couldn't go home to recuperate.
For the past three years, Satomi had been keeping an eye on Tsuruno's situation. After opening this clinic, she obtained Tsuruno's latest medical records with the help of a young male nurse.
"But...aren't the records in the facility not allowed to be viewed by outsiders?" Kusanagi asked.
"Oh dear, you're still so upright! Although it's not wrong...but, you can also use underhanded methods, right?" Satomi exuded a more mature aura than before. She would surely be able to fully utilize her feminine charm to make young men willingly obey her commands, wouldn't she?
"Every boy...is passionate about sex!" She smiled meaningfully.
"Eh, ah...um..." Instantly, Kusanagi's lower abdomen seemed to start to heat up again.
Let's talk about Tsuruno's problem... It's said that a young doctor administered a highly dangerous drug to Tsuruno and then performed reverse hypnosis on him, causing him to regain his memories.
Reverse hypnosis involves using specific drugs to put the patient into a hypnotic state, allowing them to recall past consciousness. It can even make someone remember something as trivial as what they ate one night more than ten years ago...
Kusanagi had previously performed reverse hypnosis on Tsuruno several times, administering prescribed drugs, but to no avail. In short, it's unclear whose instructions were given, but it seems... Tsuruno's memories have been fully restored. However, what Satomi finds suspicious is that Tsuruno's treatment, memory recovery, and even discharge from the hospital seemed too smooth.
"According to my information, although Tsuruno was still in a weakened mental state after regaining consciousness, he was discharged after only five days. That seems too fast; he's still in danger!" Satomi said.
Kusanagi shared the same sentiment... and felt angry. Tsuruno has no relatives or friends, and he could relapse at any time; who arranged for his discharge?
"I didn't know, that's why I came to you for advice. Back then, none of my companions had anyone to consult with."
Kusanagi replied, "No... I'm a terrible doctor. It's my honor that you haven't forgotten me after three years!" Kusanagi scratched his neck sheepishly, then added, "If that's true... then... all the mysteries surrounding Tsuruno must be solved, right? For example... by the way, Cloud God!"
Kusanagi was just saying it casually. However, Satomi's expression immediately changed, her pale face staring into the air.
"Grandma, what's wrong? Something's not right..."
"Just a little anemic. Lately, she's often lost in thought, probably from overwork?" With that, Satomi said she was going to wash her face and went into the bathroom. Kusanagi breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After a while, the room lights suddenly went out. Satomi called his name softly from behind Kusanagi. Kusanagi was about to turn around, but stopped. Because Satomi suddenly hugged him. It felt like she wasn't wearing any clothes.
"W-what... Miss Satomi?"
Satomi gripped Kusanagi tightly, murmuring emotionlessly, "So-called psychological trauma isn't limited to childhood. That incident... hit me hard!"
"Yes. I... I also..." Kusanagi suppressed his panic, his voice trembling as he answered. Her full breasts pressed against Kusanagi's back, making his heart pound wildly.
"That... what is the ultimate form of love? If... it's just one-sided love..." Satomi finished speaking and moved away from Kusanagi. Kusanagi saw that she was only wearing a thin silk nightgown, the light from the window illuminating her shapely body.
She still had a doll-like, expressionless face. "Kusanagi, today I... will..." Satomi murmured, reaching her right hand into the pocket of her nightgown, where there seemed to be something like a handle. "...The most beautiful me..." she said, quickly pulling out the handle.
Kusanagi couldn't believe it; Satomi's eyes were darting around rapidly. It spun around and around... reminding Kusanagi of the way he twirled his pen before the palace.
(Oh no!!) Kusanagi was anxious, but as if under a spell, he couldn't move.
"So you can hold me..." The handle in her hand was actually a sharp military knife, which she raised high. "So that I can penetrate... my first orifice, that's why I called you here..."
Satomi suddenly screamed shrilly, plunging the gleaming blade into her abdomen in one swift motion.
"Whoa! Wh-what... Miss Satomi." Kusanagi was too shocked to speak. Blood gushed from Satomi's abdomen, and he was helpless.
"Enter... I want your thing! I'm a real virgin... really... I love you so much... Why is this happening? I don't know... I just like you..." Satomi murmured with a smile, as if she were being manipulated, constantly stabbing her stomach with the knife. She also said that Kusanagi's smile was just like her father's, and that she had been defiled at the age of fifteen... and other unbearable past events. Satomi
's abdomen looked like it had been ripped open with a bloody hole. The voice continued, "The Cloud God said... the virgin orifice opened for you... it's alright if I open it myself..."
At this moment, Kusanagi's body finally regained movement. He immediately rushed forward, "Satoshi-Miss Satomi!! Hold on!!" He stepped over the pool of blood and forcefully lifted Satomi up, but it was too late.
(The Cloud God, what is he...?) Kusanagi squatted at the scene, staring blankly into the void.
The police arrived at the scene, the old detective "Uncle Gen" (Genichiro Fukugi), who appeared in "The Black Fragment Murder Case," and the young detective Terada.
During the autopsy, based on the depth and angle of the stab wounds, and the lack of signs of struggle, they determined that Satomi committed suicide. Although Kusanagi was not a suspect, there were still doubts about Gen and Terada. Could a young woman like Satomi have caused such severe stab wounds? Such a simple doubt.
Kusanagi's mind flashed back to Satomi's mention of: "The Cloud God." (Could it be... that Satomi was also bewitched by Tsuruno?)
According to the police investigation, Satomi was raped by her neighbor when she was fifteen. The perpetrator, emboldened by the experience, continued to assault her. When Satomi's mother found out, she killed the perpetrator in a fit of rage and was imprisoned, later dying in prison. Satomi never told anyone about her tragic experience.
Kusanagi, shocked, slumped over the interrogation room table, murmuring, "Back then... if I had reported that to the chief... things wouldn't have happened..."
Rewind to three years ago. Two weeks after Kusanagi noticed the strangeness in Miyamoto's room, a mental patient returned from America—Suzusaki.
Suzusaki's illness began three years ago. He lost his memory due to the trauma of a bizarre murder case in Maine, and the local police used this to imprison him.
Six months ago, the truth of the was finally revealed. But by then, Suzusaki had already been convicted. For the next two years, he was housed at the Maine State Mental Hospital. Whether due to the harsh interrogation or the aftereffects of the incident, Ryouzaki developed multiple personality disorder, making treatment extremely difficult. When Ryouzaki returned to Japan, his symptoms were almost fully recovered, but he still hadn't regained his memory. His eighteen-year-old adopted daughter, Asuka, took on the responsibility of caring for him like a younger sister.
Kusanagi and Ryouzaki's relationship evolved from doctor and patient to close friends, with Kusanagi often consulting with Ryouzaki, their roles seemingly reversed. He secretly commissioned Ryouzaki to investigate Tsuruno's background and information on the "Cloud Head God." After seeing Ryouzaki's findings, some things became clear, while others became even more perplexing. The collected information included not only the "Cloud Head God," but also folk beliefs throughout Japan, the history, genealogy, and significance of ancient Shinto.
"You probably don't believe I researched so much, do you? I'm becoming more and more interested in religion; I could practically be a professor of religious studies at a third-rate university!" Ryouzaki laughed, continuing, "There's very little information on the 'Cloud Head God'... but I think it must be the sea god." "That's an ancient belief, found only in the area facing the Sea of Japan, the Kuzuryu River basin, roughly near the Inshu Shore Bay."
"A belief specific to a particular region...?"
"Yes. The Cloud God isn't the guardian deity of fishermen, but exists in a tiny space where the sea and river meet. In today's terms, it's the muddy silt of a riverbank, which is probably where the name 'Mud Mansion Shrine' comes from, right?"
"Hmm~ I think I understand a little, but I don't quite understand either."
"Is it unbelievable? I can't grasp the point either, I understand less and less!" Ryousaki sighed, and Kusanagi nodded silently.
At that moment, the incident occurred. Asuka, who was wandering in the facility, heard a scream, "Whoa!!" It seemed to come from the isolation ward of Tsuruno. Ryousaki immediately rushed out, with Kusanagi close behind...
Beside Tsuruno's blood-stained bed, the obese Miyamae was squatting on the ground, Nanako peacefully closing her eyes, leaning against Miyamae. Nanako's arms and legs were severed, and a surgical saw floated in a pool of blood. Miyamoto had committed suicide by poison, blood gushing from her mouth. Among the terrified crowd, only Tsuruno, shaking the doll, smiled silently.
"So that's it, what a strange case!!" Gen exclaimed after hearing Kusanagi's words.
The incident three years ago, Satomi's suicide now, and Tsuruno's whereabouts after being discharged from the hospital. Gen ordered his men to thoroughly search the scene. But Kusanagi believed they would find nothing. This was not a case the police could handle. Because it was chaotic, heavy, and utterly unconventional...
The various thoughts surging in his mind almost made Kusanagi nauseous. Ryouzaki also rushed over upon hearing the news. Although Kusanagi was sent back, the truth remained a mystery. Beside the haggard Kusanagi, Ryouzaki and Terada were bickering. Gen frowned and whispered to Ryouzaki, "Ryouzaki, you're a magnanimous person, don't take Terada's words too seriously!"
As Ryouzaki and Kusanagi left, they heard Gen mutter to himself, "It seems another cunning culprit has appeared... What a troublesome case!"
Chapter 4 Resonance
On the way home, Kusanagi told Ryouzaki the whole story, as well as Tsuruno's discharge from the hospital.
"...This is really troublesome!" Hosaki muttered, then added, "Speaking of which...something's also happened at the agency! You'll find out when you get back."
The "trouble" Ryouzaki referred to was the twin girls with superpowers. After the interview, they surprisingly said they liked the agency, so the two stayed.
Kusanagi sat wearily on the sofa. Her boyish attire and cold demeanor made her say to him, "Didn't I warn you to be careful when you left?"
"If you knew something would happen... why didn't you tell me clearly?"
"Hehe, we didn't know what would happen beforehand!" Her words seemed to expose the trickery of her superpowers.
Before they could continue, Kusanagi said, "I'm so sleepy, I have to go to sleep!" and quickly ran back to her room. Sleeping was Kusanagi's only pleasure; her habit of going to bed at ten o'clock at night was very rare among city dwellers.
After Kusanagi left, Ryouki and the twins remained in the living room.
Ryouki blew smoke at them and asked, "When are you two going home?"
"Well... Asuka-san isn't home, you must be lonely, right? We want to comfort you... it's voluntary!"
"Hmph... you're just kids, yet you're thinking about adult things. Huh, how did you know about Asuka?" Ryouki asked, then realized that it must have been that blabbermouth Yoko who told them.
"Isn't there a picture of a beautiful woman in Mr. Ryosaki's room?" Cao said in an ambiguous tone.
"You two saw my room?" Ryosaki looked up at the ceiling.
"I didn't expect the great detective to be so cute, really!" Ayumu nudged Ryosaki with his elbow.
"What are you doing..." Ryosaki shook his head impatiently and said to the two of them, "Fine, you can sleep on the sofa! But, no noise. It's so rare to have some peace and quiet..." After saying this coldly, Ryosaki went back to his room. Ryosaki
lay on the bed, closed his eyes and stared blankly, thinking about the incident that Kusanagi and he had encountered three years ago, and Satomi's suicide today...
(Was it really... a normal suicide?) The question flashed through Ryosaki's mind. He just hoped that no more strange things would happen...
Just as he was about to fall asleep, Ayumu and Cao suddenly barged into the room and sat on the edge of Ryosaki's bed. Both of them were completely naked, and at first glance, they looked like two unripe fruits placed on the bed. However, they exuded an alluring aura.
"Hey...what are you doing!?"
"We're here!"
"Hey, wait a minute...hey!"
"Wow, Mr. Ryosaki sleeps naked!"
"Ah, really, really." The two exclaimed happily, touching Ryosaki's entire body.
"Hey, hey, don't touch me like that!!" Ryosaki shouted to stop them, but it was no use.
"Don't keep calling us kids and treating us like idiots!"
"Let us teach you adult things with our bodies!" Cao said, kissing Ryosaki's chest with her fragrant lips.
"Wow, you idiot..."
As he tried to push her away, Cao whispered in Ryosaki's ear, "If Ayumi and I yell, Mr. Kusanagi downstairs will get up too..."
"What?"
"Can't you laugh at Mr. Kusanagi for being a 'pedophile'?" Ayumi
looked at Ryosaki mischievously, sucking on his earlobe. Ryosaki endured the pain without making a sound: "M-Mama..."
"Actually, Asuka-san is six years younger than you... You have no reason to criticize Mr. Kusanagi, do you?" Cao said, his tongue reaching towards Ryosaki's armpit.
"Ugh, damn it... are you threatening me?"
"No! You should thank me for bothering me here for so long! I wanted to go find Mr. Kusanagi too, but he's exhausted..." Ayumi crawled under the covers, licking Ryosaki's inner thighs, stimulating his penis with both hands.
"See, it's already agreed here!"
"Wow, just as I imagined!" Ayumi opened his eyes and said, cupping Ryosaki's penis in his hands, rubbing it with his wet palms, his technique extremely skillful.
Ryouki stopped resisting. Tonight, she might as well let her lust run wild!
"But...I...I have something on you..." In her hazy consciousness, Ryouki reminded her.
"Don't say that, just say 'ok'!"
"If I say 'no,' who benefits?"
"Great! Ayumi, turn on the light!"
"Huh, do you want the light on? Ah-Cao-nee, really! I only get excited when the light is on."
"Stop talking, just turn on the light!"
Ayumi pressed the switch on the wall, and the vision instantly brightened. Ayumi gently and rhythmically stroked Ryouki's penis, and the scythe head became even more erect. As she stroked Ryouki's penis, clear nectar dripped from between her thighs. She dipped her fingertips in the overflowing liquid and stretched it into a thread to play with.
"You little brat?"
To satisfy the girl's cruel curiosity, she could only let her do as she pleased. At this moment, Ah-Cao, a few dozen centimeters above Ryouki, began to caress her own body.
"Ah...it's so bright...let me show you...the most shameful part of a young girl!"
Their pubic hair was as soft and sparse as a kitten's fur. The flower petals, stained with juice, were clearly visible.
"Ah, haaaah...it feels so much better today than before..."
Looking up, the smell of vaginal fluid stimulated his nostrils, flowing from his vulva and clitoris all the way to his back garden. The lewd scene made Ryosaki dizzy.
"Haaah...um, please savor it!"
"Ugh, boobs..." His mouth was smeared, but he could only swallow it.
A gurgling sound came from between his legs as Ayumu took his penis in his mouth, gently caressing the tip with his tongue and lips.
"If you're not good, old man, just lie quietly, and I'll serve you well with my mouth!"
"Ugh...ah, the front too...and here too...umm...let this part feel pleasure too!"
"You might be impotent, umm...you're an old man!"
Ryosaki, who had been silent all along, was suddenly overcome with passion by their oblivious behavior. He yelled, "You two!" He pushed Cao away, grabbed Ayumi's legs as she played with his penis, and said, "Hehe, I'm going to deal with you now!" Ryosaki said with a cold laugh, facing her, picking her up and assuming a "train station bento box" position. He first wrapped Ayumi's thighs around his waist, then slid his penis towards her wet, lustful lips.
"Wow~ what, what are you going to do~" Ayumi cried out loudly, twisting her hips involuntarily. But Ryosaki showed no mercy. He refrained from entering immediately, only letting her body sway back and forth and side to side.
"Ah, ah, ah... so, so good... ah, ahh!!"
Although he hadn't entered yet, his thick, hard, and erect penis was rubbing against her extremely sensitive slit, and Ayumi tightly wrapped her arms around Ryosaki's waist.
"Ha, what an intense, tempting sight..." Cao said, lying down with her legs wide open, looking up at the two's private parts.
"Ah~ Ah... Ryousaki!!" Ayumi twisted her body wildly, screaming.
"What do you want, madam?" Ryousaki asked coldly.
"Ah ah~ Hey... Give it to me, hurry up!!"
"What is it?"
"Fool, you're bullying me! Monster, pervert!! Eek... Give, give it to me!"
"Give you what?"
"Ah, ah... Of course it's... Ryousaki's... little brother... Haa... Damn it, hurry up, give me your cock!!" Her cute, slightly parted, moist lips called for a male organ.
"Okay... This is your reward!" Ryousaki said, hugging Ayumi's thighs again, her penis thrusting towards her center, while she arched her back with a "mmm".
"Ha, mmm!! It's in!" Ayumi screamed with pleasure.
Looking down, it seemed as if it would split open if it went any deeper, a very lewd sight. Ryousaki's brain was almost numb, nearing its limit, his penis became even harder.
"Ahhhhh, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to come..."
"So amazing! Ryosaki's big thing... inside Ayumi, haa~ so good..." Cao watched everything, panting heavily.
"That's great, that's great... haa, ahh..." Ayumi's arms around Ryosaki's back tightened.
"Ugh, gulp..." The unexpected stimulation made his back shudder, his waist thrusting, and he ejaculated a hot liquid in one breath.
"Ah, I'm going to... I'm going to come!!" Soon after, Ayumi also reached his climax.
"Hey, isn't it my turn next?" Cao said in Ryosaki's ear.
"...So fast, again?"
"But I haven't yet!"
"Okay, okay! Oh well, come on!"
"Yes!" Cao answered happily.
Twenty minutes later, Cao cried out in arousal, "Ah, come on!" As she spoke, saliva dripped onto her trembling breasts. Seeing this, Ayumi gently kissed her. Their lips turned upwards, and they kissed passionately, their gums visible. For Ryouzaki, this was the first time he had witnessed a real-life lesbian tongue play. At first glance, it seemed endearing, but it was actually a deep kiss between a lewd and wicked young girl who had committed a crime...
(These two are simply little devils!) Ryouzaki felt his lower abdomen heat up again. He immediately entered Cao's body and began to move incessantly.
"Ugh, it's coming out!!"
Just as Ryouzaki was about to ejaculate, Ayumi panicked and said, "No, today is Cao's dangerous day!"
Upon hearing this, Ryouzaki lazily withdrew his penis. Cao didn't care and swallowed the white fluid in one gulp.
"Ugh... I, I'm not like her, I can drink as much as I want..."
"Too cunning! I want... Ryouzaki's milk too!"
Ayumi snatched Ryouzaki's penis from Cao's mouth and licked the tip. But Cao snatched it back and drank it, her tongue wrapping around his body.
"No! This is my share, didn't I just drink the milk?"
"Shut up! Damn, you can't just do whatever you want with the milk!"
The two opened their mouths, sticking out their tongues, letting the liquid spray into their mouths. The liquid that they didn't catch splashed onto their foreheads, eyes, and hair.
"Wow, the second milk tastes better!"
"Mmm... mmm, so fragrant!"
Ayumi and Misaki licked each other's cheeks, sometimes kissing, their bodies exuding a chestnut-like fragrance.
"Hey? How's it going? Aren't we adults?" Ayumi glanced at Ryougi and asked.
He was experiencing the fullness after ejaculation, looking at the lewd scene before him.
"...Mmm." He silently responded.
Kusanagi didn't get up until after noon. When he went to the living room, Ryougi came down from the second floor, looking tired. The twins seemed to have already gone back. The two thought they could finally have some peace and quiet.
Suddenly, a male voice with an Osaka accent: "Good morning, business is good, right?" entered the room.
Kusanagi remembered Kiba, the thug who had been chasing a cute girl in Shibuya two days ago. He whispered to Ryosaki, "This guy from the underworld seems to be here to cause trouble..."
But Kiba loudly denied it, "I came to the 'Ryosaki Detective Agency' today to ask you two if being a detective is lucrative? I'd like to join too..."
Ryosaki and Kusanagi told Kiba that being a detective wasn't so lucrative and was a dangerous profession... etc. But Kiba was still persistent, and sat down on the sofa as if he were already an employee.
At that moment, he received a call from Gen, informing him that Sawamura, Kusanagi's former supervisor during his "Analyst Candidate" period, had committed suicide at his home.
Almost at the same time, in the living room of the Aozawa family, the older sister "Mizuho" and the younger sister "Naho" were eating dinner while watching TV. She casually told her sister about being harassed by an annoying "talent scout" on the streets of Shibuya the day before yesterday.
Naho was a lively and curious girl. Mizuho was completely opposite, quiet and composed. When Naho was eleven years old, her father passed away. The two sisters, already from a single-parent family, had been living together ever since. Mizuho, who will turn twenty-three in a few days, has been extremely worried about her younger sister. Naho, an eighteen-year-old female student, is deeply grateful to her older sister, Naho, for sacrificing her own love life and fun to take care of her.

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