Tokyo Psychic

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"It's obvious that your parents are the ones who need to see a psychologist more than Ms. Wakaba."

"The effects of so-called 'schizophrenia' on you will fade rapidly as your environment changes, until it disappears completely."

"With the care of those two people over there, I believe you should be able to 'recover' soon."

He fastened his briefcase and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Maruki Takuto turned back to Wakaba Mutsu, "Let me give you a few words of advice. It's not a lecture or a warning, just some insights I've gained from being here."

Wakaba Mutsu sat upright, looking intently at the psychologist.

Maruki Takuto looked at the boy and girl who had been leaning against the back of the sofa listening to him, and said in a gentle tone.

"Remember those who silently held you in the darkness, those who tried to make you laugh, those who chatted with you all night, those who traveled to visit you, those who cried with you, those who stayed by your side at the doctor's, those who always put you first, those who took you on trips, those who said they missed you... These are the people who make up the warmth in your life, the warmth that keeps you away from the shadows, and the warmth that makes you a kind person."

After finishing his speech, Maruki Takuto walked briskly toward the door of the reception room.

In the spacious hall of the mansion, the bright lights seemed to pour down like a torrential rain.

He watched as the servants slowly pushed open the heavy gates of the mansion.

As he stepped halfway across the threshold, Maruki Takuto suddenly turned around and looked at the reception room behind him.

"Wakaba Mutsu" ran and jumped into Kurusu Akira's arms, her face showing a happy and innocent childlike smile.

The witch who danced in the sea of ​​fire has truly found happiness.

Maruki Takuto smiled with satisfaction, then turned around, leaving the splendid mansion with a lonely silhouette.

The puppeteers changed constantly, until finally the puppets were always left standing in the center of the stage. However, slowly the puppets began to forget they were originally just puppets, and started moving according to their own will...

When that time comes, the doll will become human.

......

【PM. 9:26.】

Shoko Toyokawa sat at the dining table, her face full of shame, not daring to meet Wakaba Mutsu's gaze.

Wakaba Mutsu tilted her head in surprise and asked Kurusu Akira, "What's wrong with Shoko?"

"I guess he felt guilty for doing something wrong and didn't know how to face you."

Akira Kurusu calmly picked up a piece of tempura coated with edible gold powder from the table with her chopsticks.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Toyokawa Shoko stomped hard on the back of his foot.

The girl had tears in her eyes, clearly blaming the mistake on Akira Kurusu.

After all, when Wakaba Mutsu was undergoing psychological diagnosis, the two of them were being intimate in the same space, which clearly showed that Wakaba Mutsu's feelings were somewhat ignored.

Although the reception room was very large, neither Wakaba Mutsu nor Maruki Takuto knew anything about it. However, Toyokawa Shoko was too shy to admit it and was so embarrassed when she realized what had happened later.

Maids carried food carts past the dining table, and a very luxurious dinner was served, with a variety of world-famous dishes being brought to the table one after another.

Perhaps because this was the first time Toyokawa Shoko had stayed overnight at their home in six months, the old men were very considerate of her feelings...

This child has suffered so much outside. It's a rare treat for her to come home. Give her a good meal, and maybe she'll change her mind.

Akira Kurusu used a silver spoon to scoop up a piece of egg white liquid, supposedly prepared as "molecular gastronomy" and made with tuna, and fed it to Shoko Toyokawa.

The warm spoon touched her lips, and Toyokawa Shoko glanced at Kuriki Akira with a hint of panic before obediently opening her mouth and biting the spoon.

After feeding her, Akira Kurusu took the spoon back and, in front of Shoko Toyokawa, scooped up a spoonful of the food and put it into her mouth.

Toyokawa Shoko's blush deepened.

Wakaba Mutsu stared at them without blinking.

Noticing Wakaba Mutsu's gaze, Kurusu Akira lifted her up, chair and all, and placed her next to him.

Suddenly suspended in mid-air, Ruoye Mu opened her mouth slightly in shock.

Then Akira Kurishi put the spoon that had been used to scoop up the food back in.

"Wakaba Mutsu" snatched the spoon away in a huff and then started clamoring to feed Kurusu Akira.

Shoko Toyokawa finally remembered that she was the owner of the house, picked up her spoon, and hurriedly tried to reclaim her duty to take care of the guests.

The maids around all lowered their heads, pretending they hadn't seen anything.

It wasn't until they left the restaurant and lined up in the corridor for the next food cart that they looked at each other and revealed sweet, honey-like smiles.

About an hour later, the dinner, filled with the ambiguity of adolescence, finally came to an end.

A young and beautiful maid led them to the master bedroom of the mansion.

However, she wisely left the room, leaving behind only the change of clothes prepared for Akira Kurusu and Mutsumi Wakaba.

Akira Kurusu casually picked up a short-sleeved shirt that looked particularly expensive and held it up against herself—it fit perfectly.

Where did they get their body measurements from...? Did they take them from Xiujin?

Akira Kurusu's expression underwent a subtle change.

However, he still took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

The two beautiful girls were left standing by the door, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Toyokawa Shoko took out her phone and glanced at the time. It was 10:30. If she left the mansion immediately, she would still have a chance to catch the last tram.

Suddenly, Wakaba Mutsu grabbed Toyokawa Shoko's wrist. "Shoko, stay."

The light from the corridor flowed in their pale golden eyes, like an illusory bond that entwined their gazes, becoming an irresistible determination.

Daughters from celebrity families are generally better at making choices in such matters than pampered heiresses raised in seclusion.

Wakaba Mutsu walked past Toyokawa Shoko, slowly closed the door, and then locked it from the inside.

She leaned against the door, clutching her rapidly beating heart, her eyes lowered as if she had done something wrong, but she said firmly, "Xiangzi, you're not allowed to run away."

Wakaba Mutsu knew very well that Toyokawa Shoko was fundamentally different from her.

If Ruoye Mutsu were to follow her current family situation, and as she gradually grows up, her parents would arrange for her to enter the entertainment industry step by step... then topics like romance would probably become completely foreign to her.

I met a man I didn't like, and then I married him...

As for Toyokawa Shoko, the daughter of this wealthy tycoon, she will choose a man she likes to marry into her family and then live a happy and fulfilling life.

Perhaps Toyokawa Shoko would interfere in the selection of Wakaba's son-in-law because of their friendship, but Wakaba Mutsu knew that as long as Mori Minami and Wakaba Takafumi were willing, they had many ways to benefit from it.

He could even take advantage of Toyokawa Shoko's goodwill and leverage his friendship with her to forge a deeper bond between the two families... Once things have progressed to that point, there would be no need to rely on his daughter's marriage to further solidify the "Wakaba" surname in Tokyo.

If Ye Mu didn't want to become a "burden" in Toyokawa Shoko's eyes, then when she met Kurusu Akira, she almost instinctively and desperately wanted to grab his hand.

Because whether it was the "future" of happiness that she had dreamed of countless times, or the "present" that she was trying to save... Akira Kurusu was her only, the only hope she could ever hope for.

Toyokawa Shoko took a step back, seemingly in fear. "This is absurd."

Despite accepting that she and her childhood friend both liked the same boy, the thought of the three of them sleeping in the same bed...

The environment in which the daughter of a powerful tycoon grew up was far too mild, and she had almost no opportunity to be exposed to such ideas.

If Ye Mu had met many people, whether willingly or unwillingly, because of her parents, she could only quickly step forward and hug Fengchuan Xiangzi tightly, "Xiangzi, please take care of me."

Toyokawa Shoko looked at Wakaba Mutsu with utter trepidation, her expression suggesting she was about to cry. "Mutsu, this is really embarrassing."

Ruoye Mu rested his face against her soft chest, "Xiangzi, you want to win too, don't you?"

Toyokawa Shoko was immediately thrown into unprecedented turmoil, "How did you know...?"

"Lian is so outstanding."

Ruoye Mu slowly pushed Toyokawa Shoko back to the edge of the bed. She carefully sat down next to Toyokawa Shoko and raised her best friend's right hand. "Shoko is proud and would never use her family's influence for the sake of love."

"so......"

"You mean, I'll lose to that guy?" Toyokawa Shoko thought of Anwa Subaru's excessively handsome face, and for a moment, resentment and envy overshadowed some of the girl's shyness.

If Ye Mu didn't speak, he would just gaze at Toyokawa Shoko with a pleading look in his silence.

Shoko Toyokawa was a little scared by Mutsu Wakaba's gaze, so she reluctantly bit her lip and turned her face away, saying, "I know."

She shoved Wakaba Mutsu in annoyance, causing the doll-like girl to fall onto the bed. The girl remained silent, but the corners of her mouth turned up in a very slight smile.

"You're still laughing! Do you know that if word gets out, everyone will say you're a shameless, bad girl!"

"Xiangzi is a young lady from a wealthy family, no one will gossip about her."

I'm talking about you!

Wakaba Mutsu blinked. "At least... 'Bad Girl' sounds better than 'Mori Minami and Wakaba Takafumi's Daughter'."

Toyokawa Shoko paused for a moment, looking at her "half-body" with great heartache.

She said in despair, "I know, but only tonight."

Looking at the doll on the bedside table, Ruoye Mutsu felt as if she were being encouraged... "There will be a second time."

"No way!"

The bathroom door opened, and Akira Kurusu, wearing only shorts that revealed her smooth and beautiful muscle lines, leaned against the light in the bathroom, looking as exquisite as a Greek sculpture that had just been splashed with olive oil.

Even Wakaba Mutsumi, who usually keeps her emotions to herself, couldn't help but blush at this moment.

Toyokawa Shoko reacted even more intensely.

Having grown up in a prestigious girls' academy, she had never interacted with boys her own age, let alone witnessed such a shocking scene.

As Akira Kurusu dried her hair with a towel, she noticed that Mutsuko Wakaba was staring intently at her eight-pack abs, which were becoming increasingly prominent due to "cognitive transfer." She couldn't help but tease her, "Want to touch them?"

“Hmm…” Ruoye Mu got out of bed and tentatively reached out her hand.

Snapped.

Shoko Toyokawa slapped Mutsuka Wakaba's hand away and said to Akira Kurusu in shame and indignation, "Hurry up and put your clothes on!"

"I haven't dried myself off, how am I supposed to wear this?"

Akira Kurusu walked back to the bathroom, took out the men's short-sleeved shirt that was obviously handmade, and put it on.

"Now it's your turn to take a shower."

As soon as she finished speaking, Toyokawa Shoko grabbed Wakaba Mutsu and dashed into the bathroom as if fleeing.

......

One hour later.

Why did things turn out this way...?

Shoko Toyokawa clutched the bedsheet, burying her face in Akira Kurusu's chest in frustration. Her heart was pounding as if someone had shoved a fully powered eight-cylinder engine into it.

At this moment, Akira Kurusu was lying between Shoko Toyokawa and Mutsumi Wakaba in a position that would make countless men green with envy—a position that could literally be described as "embracing both of them."

Fortunately, the lights were off, and it was impossible to see anything around them in the dark. At the same time, both Akira Kurusu and Mutsu Wakaba seemed very sleepy and had no interest in chatting. This allowed the shy Shoko Toyokawa to gradually find the feeling of falling asleep after a long period of adjustment.

until......

"Hmm..." A muffled, slightly hoarse groan was heard from Wakaba Mutsu.

Toyokawa Shoko opened her eyes, reached out and grabbed Kurusu Akira's arm, then followed his arm all the way down to the bottom of Wakaba Mutsu's nightgown.

"Don't you dare bully Xiao Mu!"

Toyokawa Shoko glared at Kurusu Akira in front of her, almost through gritted teeth.

Lai Qixiao remained calm, saying, "You invited your boyfriend to share a bed, but he didn't do anything... I sacrificed my time to provide so much emotional value for you, so of course I have to make up for it."

"Aren't you satisfied with having two women on your left and two on your right?"

“I’m satisfied, but Xiao Mu feels guilty, so she tries hard to please me and also wants to help you with your expenses.”

"Xiao Mu would never say that! You didn't even say anything!"

"She acquiesced."

The hazy moonlight fell on the bed, allowing Toyokawa Shoko to look at Wakaba Mutsumi's misty eyes and flushed cheeks.

The girl, as quiet as a doll, was breathing heavily. She gripped the hand that had slipped under her skirt tightly, her eyes filled with a fear and shyness born of inexperience. Yet, these feelings were intertwined with an unprecedented thrill and a subtle excitement, which manifested as the warm, moist breath she exhaled.

"Mu, don't let him do that!"

"Waaah..." Faced with Toyokawa Shoko's reprimand, Wakaba Mutsu was about to reply when she suddenly arched her back and let out a mournful cry like a young animal.

Akira Kurusu hugged Toyokawa Shoko's waist tightly without any hesitation, saying, "Be careful, or I might do the same to you."

"You..." Toyokawa Shoko's lecturing words came to an abrupt halt.