An old fashioned building.

Nagano Nao parked the car and rushed upstairs.

Hattori Anko, who greeted him, had tears in her eyes and a look of fear and helplessness.

Without even caring about being polite, she grabbed Nagano Nao and cried, "Senior Chief! Please help Kurata. Woohoo!"

"What's going on?" Nagano Nao said in confusion. Hattori said on the phone that something happened to Kurata but he couldn't explain clearly what happened. Until now, he still knows nothing.

Hattori Anko wiped away her tears and told the story in a halting manner.

Everything was fine when she sent Kurata Himiri back last night, but she discovered in the middle of the night that Kurata was mentally abnormal and took a bath more than ten times in one night.

At first, Hattori Anko didn't take it seriously, until she went to the bathroom and found that Kurata Himiri's white bath towel had turned red, then she realized the seriousness of the matter.

After her persuasion, Kurata was quiet for a while, but today the situation became worse. Kurata Himiri kept saying that she was very dirty, and then she would rush into the bathroom again to scrub her body again.

Moreover, Kurata Himiri took baths more and more frequently, and the wounds on her body became more and more serious.

"Section Chief, please help Kurata! She will die if she continues like this!!"

Hattori Anko wiped her tears, like a drowning person who had grabbed a life-saving straw, her tearful eyes were filled with hope.

She and Kurata Himiri had always had a good relationship, and they had felt sorry for each other ever since that incident. Now Kurata Himiri had tortured herself to the point where she was no longer recognizable, and as a woman, how could she not feel heartbroken?

But these things made Nagano Nao very confused: "Why did it turn out like this? Kurata was not hurt?!"

"Kurada has a serious mysophobia. She couldn't accept being touched by those black guys in that situation!!"

Mysophobia?! Nagano Nao suddenly realized.

Although I got there in time yesterday, I would definitely be taken advantage of in that situation. If a person has severe mysophobia, he would never be able to accept his body being touched by a black man.

I am just a normal person, but I became perverted and wanted to kill someone when I thought a woman might be bullied by a black man, not to mention that as a woman I have severe mysophobia.

This in itself is a kind of mental illness!

No time to ask anymore.

Nagano Nao rushed to the bathroom door.

Listening to the sound of water inside, he shouted loudly: "Ms. Kurata! Can you please come out for a moment?"

No one answered.

Only the sound of splashing water continued.

At this time, Kurata Himiri's eyes were obviously dull, and she was rubbing her breasts hard with a bath towel.

Her originally fair breasts had long been swollen and red, and every time the water flowed, a trace of blood would be left behind. However, she seemed not to see the blood nor feel the pain, and she wiped her body mechanically without any other reaction.

Nagano Nao had been shouting outside for a long time and had lost his patience.

I turned the doorknob and found that the door was not locked, so I pushed it open.

Kurata Himiri finally reacted. When she found out it was Nagano Nao, she bowed as usual and said, "It's Section Chief! Why are you here? Please wait a moment. I'll be there soon."

Nagano Nao's heart suddenly twitched.

But now, those eyes have lost their luster and look very dull. What makes people feel the most distressed are the sisters, who are covered in blood and swollen to the point of being almost deformed.

After turning off the faucet, Nagano Nao directly picked up Kurata Himiri.

Suddenly being attacked, her eyes moved, and she pushed Nagano's body desperately and said, "No! Kurata has become dirty! Please don't touch Kurata's body!"

"Sir, please let me go, Kurata's body is dirty!"

“.”

A woman who fights hard is very powerful.

Nagano Nao felt that he could no longer hold the person in his arms, so he threw Kurata Himiri onto the tatami and pressed on her.

Hattori Anko was stunned. She opened her mouth to say something but did not act. She also understood that men were the best comfort in this kind of situation, and Kurata Himiri was obviously very concerned about Nagano Nao's reaction.

But then, Hattori Anko's face suddenly felt hot and she dared not look at the scene in front of her anymore.

Nagano Naoio roughly pressed Kurata Himiri down on the tatami and started biting her.

"No, it's dirty here."

Kurata Himiri struggled desperately, saying things like no, it's dirty, etc., but when her strength was gone her body visibly softened and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Sir, Kurata's body is so dirty, don't you feel disgusted?"

"You big idiot! How could it be dirty? I like it very much!"

"real?!"

“.”

"Can't"

"Do you believe it now? If you don't, you can ask Hattori. Aren't you two on good terms?"

"Ah, why is Hattori here too!! Sir, please don't do this, please don't do this in front of Hattori."

Am I so non-existent?

Hattori Anko couldn't decide whether to leave or stay.

But she was worried that the man would not take care of her, so she could only watch Nagano Nao inject Kurata Himiri with a sperm sedative and then fall into a deep sleep.

"Um. This sir, since Kurata is fine, I will leave first!"

“.”

"No! Please don't do this."

“.”

“.”

(End of this chapter)