Love Healing Manual

Chapter 23 Cunning Dogs

The only difference is probably the blankets and sheets on the bed, which have some cute patterns. If you include the panties, there are two girl-related items in the room. If you include the senior herself, there are three girl-related items in the room.

Doesn't she like it?
Or is it simply that you don't have the energy to do those things?
But this is clearly her room.

After a long day of hard work, returning to a bland and boring house in Tokyo, a city known for its indifference, where can one find peace of mind?

Lin Ze felt it was very necessary to add some color to his senior's life. Right now, she looked like a sketch, with simple lines supporting all aspects of her life. Her frailty was not a description of her body.

Today it is today.

Kitagawa Ayane's image gradually filled Lin Ze's heart. Everyone will create a stereotypical impression of another person they meet for the first time, but that is not the real her. Her aloofness is not due to her personality, and her indifference is just a disguise.

Only by peeling back the outer shell can one see the senior's true inner self.

After finishing her meal, Kitagawa Ayane quickly cleared the table, packed up the packaging boxes and threw them in the trash can, then got up and went to the kitchen/washbasin to wash her hands.

Then, she lifted the toilet lid.

A crisp sound of water came from above.

After relieving herself of her essential bodily needs, she got up and washed her hands again.

Standing in front of the mirror, she and Lin Ze looked into each other's eyes.

His gaze was extremely focused, never wavering for a moment, fixed on "him".

If Lin Ze had a physical body, he would have frozen in shock, because when their eyes met, he felt a terror from another dimension, as if his spying had been discovered without any cover. The chilling sensation was no less than if he were peeping under the bed, watching someone pace back and forth, then suddenly stop, and then someone suddenly crouches down and stares at him from below.

Of course, this is just a metaphor.

Soon, Lin Ze realized that Kitagawa Ayane was looking at herself in the mirror, not at "him," but at the choker she was wearing. It was just that his perspective created this illusion.

She stretched out her fair hand and craned her neck.

He gently stroked the black collar, his fingertips tracing the patterns on it.

He was able to catch a glimpse of his senior's entire body.

It was a captivating, youthful body that made one's heart flutter.

She is very pretty.

She did not lose her original beauty because of poverty; on the contrary, she was like a pearl that had fallen into the dust.

"hey-hey."

The girl grinned, seemingly quite pleased with the ornament around her neck.

Wearing black flip-flops, she stepped out of the bathroom.

"Pop".

I didn't forget to turn off the bathroom light.

Kitagawa Ayane took out a rag from behind the curtains, which was drying on the bay window, and wiped the table briefly before taking out a pen from her bag.

However, what was actually placed on the table was a diary.

There was no lock; it was a thin notebook that looked no different from any other ordinary notebook in a stationery store.

She flipped through several pages with a "whoosh," so fast that her image was almost blurry.

"Today is... October 1st, sunny."

"Time flies so fast, it's already evening in the blink of an eye. I'm actually a little reluctant to leave after such a happy day. Friday, which I've been looking forward to for several days, is even more exciting than I expected."

Great.

Lin Ze thought to himself.

From his perspective, he could see the contents of Kitagawa-senpai's diary very clearly, thus gaining insight into her true thoughts.

With the soft rustling of writing, delicate handwriting leaps onto the paper, each line and column a delight to behold.

"I seem to be becoming more and more dependent on his treatment."

However, Kitagawa Ayane abruptly changed the subject, and Lin Ze could easily understand that "he" referred to him.

"These past two days of waiting have been agonizing. Every time I think about what happened in the equipment room, a burning sensation rises from my head, making me unbearably itchy. Whenever I sense this longing, the uncontrollable fantasies begin again..." "I want him to rub my head gently, each touch so warm. I want him to continue rubbing against my neck, every tiny nerve feeling that pleasure. I want him to hold me. How wonderful it would be if he held me! What would that feel like? I would sit on his lap, his large body able to embrace my petite frame. If only I were smaller, I could curl up and sleep peacefully on him like a real dog."

“I want to bite him, to leave a deep mark on his arm with my teeth. Every time he rubs against my neck, I want to suddenly pounce on his hand and bite him. My teeth are so itchy, they feel like they’re always growing.”

"But, but I shouldn't have done that. I started to struggle again. We clearly have no relationship. He promised to treat my illness. After leaving the equipment room, I felt incredibly happy, but this happiness didn't last long. At night, the painful guilt tormented me."

What am I doing?

Suddenly, Kitagawa Ayane stopped writing and stared blankly at the words under her pen.

She grabbed a handful of her hair in frustration.

Then, Juanxiu's handwriting became anxious, each stroke seemed to be thorny, and the pen tip was sharp and crooked.

"Have you forgotten what you're supposed to be doing? I have absolutely no confidence in the international economics speech contest starting next week, it's incredibly frustrating. You need to focus more on your mock speech, otherwise, how can you face your mother if you don't get a good ranking?"

"Put away those shameful, disgusting, and undignified thoughts. Think about how lowly you were when you knelt at his feet. You are a disgusting woman."

"I hate you, I've hated you more than once. Please leave my body, the farther away the better!"

She wrote quickly, as if she were venting her emotions, and finished these paragraphs.

"Finally, finally...finally!"

"Please make sure you have your mock exam script ready, suppress your inner desires, and complete the task for next Thursday's speech. This is really important."

"Don't let them down."

After writing all this, Kitagawa Ayane let out a long sigh. After venting her emotions in fragments, she tossed the notebook aside and took out a new notebook from her bag.

From the perspective of.

Lin Ze was still savoring the intense emotions she had expressed in her writing when he suddenly saw her open another notebook and start writing.

October 1st, sunny.

"Today was a fulfilling day. The treatment was very successful, which gave me hope for a full recovery. I'm looking forward to the treatment next Monday."

Kitagawa Ayane paused, seemingly feeling that this was too perfunctory.

Hurry up and continue writing.

"I also had a good meal, which made me quite happy. I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I'll be even happier if I can get a good night's sleep tonight without waking up suddenly."

Then she closed the notebook, seemingly quite pleased with her masterpiece.

At the beginning.

Lin Ze didn't understand why she was doing this, but then he suddenly realized that his senior was making a copy of another notebook, the one she had promised to give him.

He fell silent for a moment.

Who says dogs are loyal and simple, and not cunning at all?

This diary entry is written too perfunctorily. If it were given to him, it would not only fail to help with his treatment, but would also lead him to make incorrect judgments.

Kitagawa Ayane finished all her tasks for the day, and it was nearly 9:30.

She picked up the bath towel hanging behind the curtains and walked briskly into the bathroom, reaching behind her back as she skillfully removed her thin clothing, presumably to take a shower.

Such a scene.

Lin Ze quickly realized that if he continued watching, it would be truly impolite.

With a thought, he instantly cut off the detector's view.

……

Hayashi's Tonkatsu (fried pork cutlet) shop in Shin-Mizucho, Ueno, Tokyo.

The second floor.

In the bedroom.

In the silence, Lin Ze opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)