"So has something been bothering you lately?" Dr. Wakashi asked, smiling. This time she had a notebook with her, so it would look like she was paying attention. "Don't worry, you can tell me anything."

Kirihara was fiddling with his crayon-shaped stuffed plushie. "Well, it's about Mura-buchou."

"Yes?" Dr. Wakashi prompted.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Kirihara asked suspiciously. "Are you sure you're not some random, creepy stalker who's out to steal Mura-buchou from me?"

"Of course not!" she lied. "Why would you think that?"

Kirihara shruffed. "I don't know-Anyways, I'm upset because Mura-buchou didn't talk to me."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. He was just talking with Sanada-fukubuchou and Niou and Yanagi-senpai. He didn't even look at me!"

"And how do you feel about that?"

"I feel really upset! And sad."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"...I feel stuffy and depressed."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"I want a cookie."

"Great. And how do you feel about that?"

"Eh?" Kirihara had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean?"

"How do you feel about that?"

Kirihara hugged his crayon shaped stuffed plushie closer. "Are you sure you're not some random, creepy stalker?"


"OMG! Niou-senpai was right! You are a creepy, rabid stalker!"


"You're going to chain me to a wall and then steal my crayon plushie! Then you're going to whack me with a spiky notebook and then force me to drink salt water until I choke! Then you're going to scream into my ears until I go deaf, and then you're going to burn me to a crisp!"

"..." Really, who was this "Niou-senpai"? He seemed like a guy who created lots and lots of chaos. "Um...no, I'm not a creepy, rabid stalker."

"Mura-buchou!" Kirihara cried out. "HELP ME!!!"

"Eh?" Yukimura suddenly popped into the room. No one knows how. He just did. "Something happen?"

"Mura-buchou!!!" Kirihara ran over to him.

"Wait, how did you get in here?" Dr. Wakashi demanded.

"Through the front door," Yukimura said, smiling his "I-so-didn't-use-the-front-door" smile.


"And I know for a fact that you're that Hyoutei fangirl named Wakashi Fumihiro who got hit by cacti shurikens from Fuji."

Dr. Wakashi gasped her "OMFG" gasp. "How did you know?"

"Inui and Yanagi do share data with each other, you know," Yukimura said, now smiling his "oh-you're-so-freaking-screwed" smile.

She gasped overdramatically and dropped her notebook. "Damn that four-eyes guy!"

"Oooooh!" Kirihara pointed at her. "You said a bad word!"

"You shut up!" she screamed. "You're so ugly, when your mom dropped you off at the bus stop, she got fined for littering!"

"Oh, you so did NOT just say that!" Kirihara said, his eyes glowing red.

"Ahhhh!" she screamed.

And thus, Wakashi Fumihiro ran away from her job as a therapist.