[Psycho-Pass] Princess Disease

"I got a gift." Before going to bed, Ms. Aiko said to me flauntingly with a weird sense of superiority, "Mr. Izumiguji gave it to me."

Thinking that she told me about Mr. Zhengchun in the afternoon, and now she is happy because she received the gift, I feel unhappy for her hypocrisy.

"Don't get me wrong. Mr. Lao Quangongji gave it to me. Besides, everyone knows the relationship between Mr. Zhengchun and Mr. Lao Quangongji." She opened the curtain, she had already changed into her pajamas, and was Pull the long hair out from the collar.

She is 16 years old, but she still behaves like a child in all aspects.

Because of her close relationship with Fujima, she alienated me, and my enthusiasm for her was not as strong as before.

"I don't think there's anything to be misunderstood," I said.

She walked up to me and swiftly unlocked the desk drawer, which contained a... real gun, no doubt about it.

"Shotgun." She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her white fingers slowly slid on the heavy and cold body of the gun.

"Hey, it's against the law to keep this privately. Also, how did you get this from old Mr. Quan Gongsi?"

"I think he thinks too highly of me, so he gave me the prey as a gift."

"So, how did you get this?" I pressed her, disturbed by the genuine joy on her face.

"Ryoko, do you like Masamune-kun? Although I can't understand this feeling, I also learned from books that the death of a loved one is very painful." She predicted something in a flat tone, Although the expression is calm, but it is really happy.

"what are you talking about……"

"Mr. Quangongji gave me a living person as a toy. Although I don't want to please him, but since there will be someone else to end his kind wife and brother without me, then it's better to wait and see, after all, swallow it in one gulp. The praying mantis of the cicada will soon be pecked by the sparrow." She suddenly picked up the gun and pointed it at me, "Now I tell you what will happen because I don't want you to be some kind of detective to track down people who died with unknown causes. After all, I don’t want to lose you at all. It’s just Mr. Quan Gongsi’s hunting in his own hunting ground. It’s nothing to him, and it has nothing to do with us.”

I reached out and grabbed the end of the gun and pressed it down: "Then don't put on a threatening posture, of course I know my identity."

Less than a week after this unusual conversation, I saw the news that Mr. Masamune accidentally fell to the bottom of the bridge under construction and died.

He is an out-and-out good man, excellent and promising, because he doesn't like women, so his friendship with the lady is entirely out of human sympathy and kindness.

I know Miss Aiko's kindness in reminding me, because Mr. Masamune has already decided his future destiny when he chooses to accompany Mr. Izumi Gongji, no one can stop the wheel of fate, let alone I am just a person with no status Powerless maid.

"Please take me to the funeral." I held the lady's hand and begged in a low voice like a dog without dignity.

"I'm sorry about what happened before." She held my hands tightly, making me feel secure, and whether it was feigned sympathy or genuine sympathy, I knew that was enough for her to show sympathy. It is very difficult.

She held my hand tightly, as if she could understand the sympathy and regret in my heart: "I will take you there."

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At the funeral scene where everyone was dressed in black and the recognition was greatly reduced, Aiko was wearing a black gauze top hat covering most of her face, rampaging without any scruples in the mansion of Toyohisa Izumi Gongji.

I lowered my head and followed behind her, watching her finally get into a small room separated by black gauze.

I saw a young man dressed casually, who showed no respect for the dead at all, holding a large pot of tomatoes in his hand.

He has slightly longer white hair, presumably dyed, which is beautiful and is constantly eating cherry tomatoes.

"Did you bring someone else?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at the young lady.

"It's okay, Makishima." The young lady looked at him worriedly, "If you eat like this without restraint, will you die from overeating?"

"This can prove that you are in good health. If you really die, it is because the food you chose is poisonous and you were poisoned to death." He stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, "Did your brother tell you that your father's usual diet has some strange ingredients in it? s things."

While saying this, the boy named Makishima glanced at me: "Is this a maid, is she in charge of food?"

The young lady nodded: "Because he was poisoned, so father has been in a trance recently and locked himself up all day?"

"The important thing is who did it. It seems that your servants are not trustworthy." Makishima finally put down the pot of tomatoes.

"Here is a recording. I recorded my mother's conversation." The lady took out a data disk from her pocket, "After listening to it, I understand, after all, there will be no one like Mr. Izumi Gongji Toyohisa to you, unconditionally The earth is good for people who have no blood relationship at all."

"He and I are not in a relationship of raising and being raised." He pokes a small tomato with a toothpick and slowly puts it in his mouth, "At least it is equal."

"I would be very satisfied if someone could raise me unconditionally."

"Being a vegetable is your best bet."

"My brother can tolerate me." The young lady nodded confidently.

"Huh...you are really easy to satisfy. Anyway, I have nothing to say to you, why didn't you go with Fujima."

"Father left my brother at home with him."

"I just saw your father."

The young lady's expression froze: "Mother didn't come."

"Fujima hasn't fallen to the point where you need to worry."

But the violent look on her face couldn't be concealed, just like when she beat her brother back then, the manic restlessness flowing in her blood was vividly active on her soft and quiet face.

I'm really worried that she still doesn't know how to control herself like she was when she was a child, and vented that restless emotion on Makishima.Although Fujima can bear her beating him, but I think Makishima will not tolerate her.

During the few seconds when her face turned blue and pale, Makishima ate a few more small tomatoes, and finally he couldn't help asking: "How can I make my face colorful, you obviously can't have any emotions. "

"I have lived for so long, and the only emotion I feel is anger. I am angry when I am happy, angry when I am upset, and angry when I am worried. Now I am also angry, so I have to go back and see the situation." Throw it into his hand.

"As long as you don't get angry on me, I don't care. Besides, I saw Fujima with your father, please don't get angry because of uneasiness." Makishima turned around without wanting to talk to him, Didn't want to face her.