Just as Haruko's gaze fell upon it.
Black's hands were clasped on her lap, leaning gently against the sofa. Her black evening gown was elegant and natural, like a noble Miss.
However, the playful smile gradually turned into mockery.
Seeing Haruko lost in thought, Ichiko couldn't help but follow her gaze and turn to look towards the sofa. "Haruko, what are you looking at?"
Meeting Ichiko's gaze, Black smiled and waved hello.
Haruko swallowed, and slowly asked, "Ichiko, there seems to be a figure on the sofa over there. Did you see it?"
"Figure?"
Ichiko frowned and looked again. "There's no one there."
She looked back at Haruko, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Haruko blinked again, and found that after Black greeted Ichiko, she disappeared.
She let out a breath and rubbed her temples. "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well after having a nightmare last night. I'm fine."
"That's good."
Ichiko reminded her, "Remember to take your medicine after breakfast, okay? It would be troublesome if there are any side effects from the makeup applied to your face last time."
"No problem~"
Seeing this, Ichiko felt relieved and started eating her porridge.
Taking Haruko to get medicine to prevent skin ulceration was one aspect; these medications also contained auxiliary drugs to alleviate her emotions and mental state.
She couldn't be told the specifics, but the treatment couldn't be delayed.
After a simple breakfast, as expected, Ichiko received a message from Yuri.
The stern old Professor for the 8 AM class called roll, and she and Haruko's cover failed. Their names were noted down by the old Professor.
Ichiko sighed helplessly.
Haruko looked up, "What's wrong, Ichiko?"
"Nothing, I was marked absent for skipping class."
Hearing this, Haruko lowered her little head. "I'm sorry."
Ichiko didn't blame Haruko, instead asking, "Speaking of which, Haruko, you haven't been to class for many days, right? Aren't you afraid of failing many subjects at the end of the semester?"
It was early December now, and the semester was already halfway through.
Haruko's expression stiffened, and she guiltily turned her head to the side. "I don't want to go to class."
Classes were boring in her previous life, and she couldn't make any friends. Haruko didn't want to go even more in this life.
It was simply a waste of time.
Ichiko propped her chin and asked, "Then what do you do with the time when you're not in class?"
"I go to look after Inari's cafe."
Ichiko raised an eyebrow. "Besides that?"
"Occasionally, I also read books."
They were all books on psychology.
Seeing Haruko being evasive, Ichiko pressed on, "You must have a lot of free time when you're not in class, right? Inari doesn't say much even if you don't go to his cafe."
Being questioned like this, Haruko lowered her head even further. "The rest of the time... part of it is spent in the Hospital, and part of it is spent figuring out how to get money."
Hospitalization...
Hearing those two words, Ichiko's original questions were blocked in her mouth.
Only after reminiscing did she realize that Haruko's time spent in the Hospital was no less than the time spent outside the Hospital.
Frequent follow-up visits were even more common.
She pursed her lips and changed the subject. "Never mind, let's not talk about this. The snow outside doesn't seem very heavy, let's go out for a walk."
"Don't you need to go to class?"
"I've already skipped it. Class is not as important as you."
Hearing this, Haruko felt a touch of sweetness in her heart and immediately ran into her room. "I'll go change."
Ichiko felt a hint of sweetness in her heart.
This is what she wanted, a cute and obedient Haruko.
How wonderful it would be if she hadn't become yandere, and always remained this cute and innocent.
Going out for a walk and relaxing is also a form of treatment.
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