The other side of the perfect world

#13 Uninvited Guest

"Ah, I like it too, Nietzsche's book..."

Sitting in the not-so-spacious and dimly lit living room, Oda Kiyoya held the mug with his gloved hands, and the coffee in the cup exuded a cloudy aroma.

On the opposite side, Cunningly clasped his hands together on his knees, and his white knuckles were synonymous with tension—this was a disguise.

Now he is Mizushima—a mentally ill and gay man.

"So, I tried to talk to him about Nietzsche, but... I still can't relax, as long as I see his face, I can't control my desires, body, etc... What to do, doctor, if this continues, I will Crazy!"

When cunning made up this series of lies, the shadow of Makishima appeared in front of his eyes unconsciously.

The perfect appearance of a work of art, the persuasiveness of a saint who can save all sentient beings when speaking, the calmness that hides his fangs at any time to wait for the opportunity...and, like reading Nietzsche's books.

When Oda Kiyoya asked him about the man he "wanted so much" like, he almost answered all the characteristics of Makishima without thinking.

It seems that the man Makishima Seigo is really the object of his evil thoughts.

Really, what kind of joke is this...

In fact, he was very irritable, like boiled boiling water, gurgling, every bursting bubble stimulated him so that he could not calm down, but on the surface, Kouchi had to continue to disguise himself, so that Maki, who sneaked into Oda Kiyoya's room, could not be calmed down. Island to buy time.

On this side, Oda Kiyoya is still talking about solving problems for the patients, while on the other side, an unexpected guest has ushered in his bedroom——

Makishima Shōgo is committing a crime.

It is not to induce others to commit crimes, to create social unrest, and it is not to cut other people's throats with a razor.

Now, if he had to say it, he should be a thief, committing crimes in the most unsuitable way of his aesthetics.

"Cunning Shenya, remember for me..."

Whispering to himself, he opened the last drawer——

A palm-sized notepad came into view, with a bright silver English word printed on the front: Diary.

In the living room, the atmosphere of the conversation has been relatively harmonious so far, and Kouchi kept describing to Oda Kiyoya his feelings for "that man" and the various negative emotions that resulted from it.Because the description was so vivid, not only Kiyoya Oda, but even Makishima who was hiding in the bedroom listened with gusto.

The sound insulation in this room is really bad...

He thought that the cunning must not have foreseen this in advance.

"Have you ever wondered why you like him so much?"

Through a thin door panel, Oda Kiyoya's question to Kouchi came.

Closing the diary in his hand, Makishima's attention was drawn to the other end of the door, as if that end was the S pole of a magnet, and his own end was the N pole.

He sometimes felt that there was indeed only a door between him and the cunning—human beings who also felt lonely also became murderers with their own consciousness, but one was always inside the door and the other was outside.Because of this, Koya Shinya is still a policeman until now, and he, until now, may become a criminal at any time.

"That guy... I can't tell..."

After a while, a cunning voice came in, like a plectrum plucking Makishima's heartstrings.

"Can't tell?"

"Ah... I can understand his thoughts and what he did, but... I can't agree."

"Since you can't agree with it, why do you still like it?"

"That's because... I can't help it... I can't stop thinking about it, don't care about it. After all, that guy... I've been chasing him for more than three years!"

"That's right, then what do you think he attracts you the most?"

"Yeah, what's the point...probably...he, like me, in a sense, is lonely and hopeless..."

Breathing suddenly became difficult, and Makishima didn't know if this reaction was because his heart was strangled by the shackles of words-the pain made him suffocate.

If I had known this would happen, I would not have eavesdropped.

He couldn't help regretting, and regretting this kind of thing, whether it was in the last life or this time, was indeed a first experience.

The soft lips opened a gap, and the shape drawn by two elegant arcs like violin strings was a smile, elegant and full of magical tolerance.

Can you...can you save my loneliness?Cunning Shen Ye...

Turning around and leaving the door, he has no intention of listening to any notes that may disturb his mind. Right now, he needs to focus.

In the living room, the psychoanalysis continued.

"Doctor, isn't it strange that I'm like this... I'm a man, but I have feelings for men... I... don't want to be gay, I can't, I can't!"

Clasping his head tightly with his hands, anyone who saw the current appearance of Qiao Nian would feel extremely painful, as if he had fallen into a swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

For some reason, he wanted Makishima to see this acting skill.

That guy will probably laugh at me, right?

...No, no, he should have praised me in a mocking tone... That's Makishima Shōgo.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, and Qiao Nian couldn't help but smile bitterly. Anyway, Oda Kiyoshi who was opposite him couldn't see his expression, and he was allowed to relax as much as he wanted.

"Well, well... Mr. Mizushima, actually, have you ever thought about giving up on that person, or... using another way to vent?"

"vent……?"

A subtle sense of disobedience came to his mind, Qiao Nie slowly let go of his hand, raised his head, and looked at the opposite side with doubtful eyes.He always felt that the word "venting" was not suitable for a psychiatrist.

"Doctor, what does this mean?"

"It means... don't suppress yourself."

"suppress……"

"That's right... there's no need to suppress your desires and instincts..."

Suddenly, Oda Kiyoshi also stood up, at this moment, instinct sounded an alarm bell, which reverberated in the chest cavity of Sly.

Something is not quite right...

"Hey, Mizushima-san, you are actually just a victim. You were seduced by the man you wanted..."

"I'm...a victim?"

The pitch-black pupils trembled slightly, which seemed to be a kind of shaking, but in fact, this was also a performance of the cunning, but it would not be entirely correct to say that the heart of the cunning was really not shaken, but his shaking was aimed at Oda Kiyoya himself of.

This man...is not Oda Kiyoya!

The bedroom with a door on the first floor—Makishima had a new discovery, which was now lying in the palm of his hand.

"Oda Kiyoya's mobile terminal..."

Whispering softly, Makishima clicked on the communication log.

"This is……"

On the electronic screen, the latest record shows that it was two hours ago, and the caller's stored name is - "Teacher".

Not "teacher", but the pronunciation of "sir" - four katakana.

"It's the same..."

It's the same username as the reply on the DeadCupid "Black Box" that Kou Niao showed him.

"The four katakana of the pronunciation of 'Sir'...it seems to be you."

A smile bloomed on Makishima's face. If you describe it as a flower, it should be like a calla lily——

This is Makishima's unique smile.

"The...doctor?"

Sitting in the living room, Kou realized that Oda Kiyoya's state had changed.And this change, Oda Kiyoya himself also noticed.

"Yes, I'm sorry... Mizushima-san, wait, wait for me..."

Whoa!

At the same time as the ending sound disappeared, Oda Kiyoshi also pulled out the entire middle drawer of the sofa table and put it upside down on the ground.

"Where...where...where...where...where...ah!"

Suddenly, the morbid thoughts stopped abruptly, Qiao Niu looked down, and found that Oda Kiyoya was kneeling on the ground and was holding a small bottle in his hand.

From the appearance, it should be a medicine bottle, and it is held quite tightly. From Oda Kiyoya's performance, one can imagine the importance of this bottle.

"doctor……"

I saw that Oda Kiyoya, who got the medicine bottle, poured all the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it without drinking water.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Seeing Oda Kiyoya's Adam's apple move up and down several times, Kou can imagine how much burden this rough way of taking medicine has caused to the throat.

"Doctor, are you okay?"

From the standpoint of the patient Mizushima, he should express his concern.

"Ah...it's okay, it's nothing..."

Waving his hands, Oda Kiyoya seemed to have changed back to Oda Kiyoya's appearance again, but his ashen complexion didn't improve at all, rather, he was a bit more terminally ill than before.

"Sorry, I lost my composure, please don't mind... By the way, just now... Where did we talk?"

Casually making a perfunctory sentence, Cui Niu didn't focus on psychological counseling——

What exactly is this vial?

His eyes cautiously aimed at the small medicine bottle that Oda Kiyoya put on the sofa table. The bottle itself was nothing special, it was just a common white bottle.

It has no labels!

What drug name, manufacturer, instructions for use, shelf life... any information is "none"!

Unless Oda Kiyoya deliberately tore off the label, no matter how you think about it, this medicine bottle smells suspicious.

"That, doctor..."

Ding-dong-

Just as Qiao Nian was about to ask, the doorbell rang suddenly.

hum!

With a very light and rapid vibration, Makishima in the bedroom touched the mobile terminal in the pocket of the black coat——

This was the signal from the cunning to him.

It seems that there is an emergency.

Quickly returning the things in the bedroom to their original places, Makishima turned his head and glanced at the intact room, jumped up and jumped out of the pried open window.

In the evening without the setting sun, should we say it is lonely or dark, in short, it will not make people feel happy.

click!

The door opened, and Qiao Yao came out from inside. At the same time, the strange man standing on the steps took two steps forward.

"Then doctor, I will take my leave."

With a thankful smile, Kouchi bowed slightly to Oda Kiyoya.When rubbing shoulders with the strange man guarding the door, he pretended to glance casually at the man's face. Judging from the expression, this man should not be like Oda Kiyoya's friend.

"Why are you here again!"

Behind him, Oda Kiyoya's voice was different from before, with obvious anger, and if you listened carefully, there was still a little panic.

The cunning did not stop, but the pace was very slow, in order to control the information behind without being suspected——

Now he is, yes, like a hunter.

"I said Doctor Oda, have you really never seen Kenji? He has been missing for more than three months, and he obviously..."

"never seen it!"

boom!

Before the man finished speaking, Oda Kiyoshi closed the door without mercy——

Through the voice, the cunning judged so.

"Hey, Doctor Oda! Doctor Oda!"

Instead of ringing the doorbell, the man slammed on the door with his palm, as if trying to shatter the thin door panel, with hatred woven into his strength.

However, the response received was the silence inside the door—death-like silence is always the most powerful counterattack.

He stopped, and turned around.

Kenji... This is a name that can be seen everywhere and is not a big deal, but if it is associated with a certain surname, it may lead to certain assumptions and facts.

In the end, the man gave up on smashing the door, and walked down the steps in a disheveled manner. His footsteps seemed to be tied with a chain dragging an iron ball, which was quite heavy.

Then, the moment the man raised his head, he met the eyes of Sly.

Fortunately, there is no surveillance camera installed in front of Oda Kiyoya's house, so Kou can naturally show this face that is invisible and shameless.

"Are you Kazama Kenji's friend?"

Since beating around the bush is not his patent, so he chose to go straight to the point.

"You... know Kenji?"

The man gave Kou the answer with a look of surprise, it seems that he guessed right, that Kenji was indeed Oda Kiyoya's first patient, and probably the first victim - Kazama Kenji.

"No, I don't know."

Cunning said frankly, and this honesty also made the man in front of him bow his lost head.

"But there's something to it."

On the left, the melodious baritone voice like a ceramic wind chime moves from far to near, and Qiao Yao knows who is coming without turning his head.

"Is there any gain?"

"There are gains, but it's not suitable to say it in front of outsiders."

Putting one hand into the coat pocket, Makishima walked slowly to Kouchi's side.

"You are……"

The man who came to look for Oda Kiyoya looked at Makishima and Kouya again, with doubts on his face.

"I am this man's assistant, and Kazama Kenji is our client."

"Client? Kenji..."

From the half-believing expression, Cui could tell that the man had already taken the bait.

But having said that, Makishima really takes lying as a daily routine!

"You must have spoken ill of me in your heart..."

When Makishima's whispered words came to his ears, Qiao Nie couldn't help snorting.

It's really dangerous to stay with this guy...

"Mr. Kazama Kenji once entrusted us to come to Dr. Oda Kiyoya if we can't find him in person, but Dr. Oda denied knowing Mr. Kazama..."

"That guy is lying!"

Induced by Makishima, the man immediately let go of his previous defenses, and shouted loudly: "Kenji clearly said that he was dating that guy, and Kenji, who was originally healthy, disappeared after going to the hospital to find that guy!"

Hospital? !

Eyes widened all of a sudden, and the cunning squinted at Makishima, and received a slight nod of the head——

Two people, tacit understanding.

The wind picked up, and the sky darkened under the layers of dark clouds. The "Roppongi General Hospital" with flashing neon lights was forced to be submerged in the city's overly brilliant night projection——

Tranquility, sanity, stability...we are still far away.