Bold Enough, I Like It

Fujino looked at Tokiwa Mio and said in a deep voice, "Keep investigating, and you probably won't be far from death yourself. I was able to save your life last time because of the favor I owed from that incident, but if you get killed this time, even I won't be able to save you."

"I don't want to be buried alongside you."

"Of course I know that."

Tokiwa Mio clenched her fists tighter. "They all died—accidental deaths. One or two accidents would be one thing, but when every single one is an accident, even an idiot can see that it isn't an accident... In the end, I had no choice but to come to you."

Fujino narrowed his eyes. "So you want me to die instead?"

"It's not like that..."

Tokiwa Mio lowered her head and murmured, "Ever since I nearly got killed by Teacher Kisaragi last time, this terrifying feeling has been clinging to me... It feels as though death is always right beside me, as though someone could kill me at any moment. Even in my dreams, I see what I would have looked like if you hadn't been there—hanging from Teacher Kisaragi's noose."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath to steady herself, pressed her lips together, and continued, "I'm afraid those accidents will happen to me. I'm afraid that one day, without even knowing who did it, I'll be killed."

Tokiwa Mio looked at Fujino with complete sincerity. "You saved me last time, so you're the one I came to. You're the only person I can trust right now."

Fujino: "..."

Did this woman have PTSD or something?

Why was she coming to me? I wasn't a psychiatrist.

With her condition, she should be going to Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital...

Fujino grumbled inwardly, though he