"Actually, I often forget that there are other people around me because I'm talking to her." Dean Aoyama held his paper daughter like a treasure.

"Aito, do you have this kind of trouble?" He looked at the boy with a kind of look.

Aito nodded after hearing this: "But, isn't this normal?" ”

Between family members and others, pay more attention to family members and ignore others......

Isn't that normal?

When he and Gin are together, their basic attention is only on each other.

"This ...... That's right...... Normal indeed. Dean Aoyama touched his chin and smiled awkwardly.

He then remembered another symptom that Mr. Kurosawa had told him before he brought him.

"Ahem, the weather is so nice today, there must be a lot of students on the street on Monday." Dean Aoyama changed the subject.

Aitto thought about the pile of figures in school uniforms he saw on the way to the hospital and nodded.

There are indeed a lot of students.

Dean Aoyama's expression became serious.

Today, of course, is not a Monday, today is a Wednesday.

It seems that Mr. Kurosawa's statement that the boy couldn't tell the date was true.

Treat the paper figure as family, and don't feel that there is anything wrong, and at the same time can't tell the time......

And it gives people the feeling that every move has a sense of disobedience.

As a well-informed director of a psychiatric hospital, Yasuo Aoyama can say with certainty that there is definitely something wrong with this teenager.

If you think about it from the beginning, you will find that every move of the teenager, including every expression and look, is very polite and perfect.

How perfect is it? It's like a textbook-like act as the book says.

There was not a single emotional superfluous reaction from start to finish.

"You know what, it's not Monday?" Dean Aoyama thought for a moment and said directly, his eyes watching every expression and action of the white-haired young man.

"Isn't it Monday?" Aitto's tone was thoughtful.

Obviously, the dean just said that today is Monday.

So...... Was it a lie to him?

What is the purpose?

Aitto thought for a moment, then it dawned on him.

Gin thinks he's mentally ill, so he brought him here, so the fact that he can't recognize the date also becomes a manifestation of his mental illness in the eyes of the other party?

However, if you can't recognize the date, is it considered mental illness?

"Is it psychosis that you can't recognize the date?" Aitto asked the professional directly.

“…… Calculate. Dean Aoyama was silent for a moment and said.

It seems that the boy himself knew very well that he could not recognize the date.

If it's just a mistake, or a mistake, or a confusion of dates, it's actually normal.

But if you can't tell the date at all......

Coupled with the act of treating the paper figures as family......

There is no doubt that it is sick.

"I see......" Aitto nodded.

"It turns out I'm mentally ill." His tone was clear.

But in this case......

Is there a mental illness in the system?

Aitto asked the system when he couldn't tell the time before, and the answer he got was......

[The rules of this world time are confusing and cannot be recognized by the system.] ］

The system that is too regular encounters a timeline with chaotic rules, so it is also garbled.

"Do I need to take medication?" He asked.

The book says that if you are sick, you should take medicine to treat it, so it's right to ask yourself.

However, can the system take medicine?

“…… It's great that you're willing to cooperate. Taifu Aoyama forcibly held back his complicated expression and said calmly and reliably.

Why is it so cooperative?

Shouldn't you be suspicious?

"I'm sorry." Ato gave him a grateful smile.

He knew he couldn't tell the time.

When he was locked in the locker by the couple, and when he could still see, he was surrounded by pure white and cold tiles, and there was not even a window.

And when you can't see it, you are completely plunged into darkness.

Can't tell the passage of time.

If the meal time is on time, he can guess the day based on the three meals a day.

But......

If there were really three meals a day, the original owner would not have been starved to death.

He knew that he had been imprisoned for the thousandth and first day, and it was also because after the couple died, the system appeared to remind him of the time it took to complete the newbie task.

When he could see it, he still couldn't tell the time.

However, the system says that this is normal.

Because he is not from this world, he cannot fit into the rules of time.

"Wait a minute, I'll make you an order......" Dean Aoyama said as he left for a while.

When he came back again, he handed the list to the man with long silver hair.

More than one.

Aitto could clearly see that under the list of prescriptions, there was also a certificate of his diagnosis.

And you can see the words on it.

[The patient suffers from schizophrenia, imaginary non-existent family members, and impaired perception of time...... Can't tell the date...... Suspected of having affective deficit ......]

"Gone." Gin took a few reports and stood up as if he had completed his mission, beckoning Vodka and Aitto to leave.

"Are you going to get me some medicine?" Aitto walked behind Gin with an unobstructed gesture of closeness and trust.

"Grab the medicine? You don't need that kind of thing. Gin threw the prescription certificate on the ground in a ball.

Avi Clear does not need to take medication.

The other party is in good shape right now.

There is no need to heal, and there is no need to remember the past.

Just keep the status quo and be an obedient member.

"Don't you need a cure?" Aitor spoke in a puzzled tone.

Didn't you bring him to see a doctor so that he could be healed?

"You're fine now, you don't need to take medicine." Gin's voice was cold and low.

"Okay." Aitto nodded.

It doesn't matter to him that he can't tell the time.

The sun still rises in the east and sets in the west.

That's enough.

The three got into the car, and the vodka drove away.

After they left, Taio Aoyama walked out of the office with a confused expression, walked down the hallway, and saw the paper ball on the ground at a glance.

Bend down to pick up the paper ball and unfold it to take a look.

It's the list he just gave to his patients.

He handed it to Mr. Kurosawa with his own hands, but now he was thrown here in a ball of paper, and no matter how he thought about it, it would only be Mr. Kurosawa's doing.

Why, exactly?

Didn't he know how sick his son was?

Dean Aoyama frowned and sighed heavily.

He has seen a lot of unqualified parents who don't care about the doctor's instructions.

Thinking of the boy's performance, Aoyama always felt that he still had a lot of undiscovered details about the other party.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the other party might be really sick.

……

"Just park here, Uncle Vodka." Aitto reminded.

"Here? What are you going to do? Ivy. Vodka said in a puzzled tone.

Over here...... There are very few people.

"There's a dog over there, and he's dying." The white-haired boy pointed to the corner.

There was a scrawny, dying Shiba Inu.

He saw it on his way to the psychiatric hospital.

I thought I wouldn't be able to catch up with the other party's death.

"Are you going to save it?" Vodka asked curiously.

When you bring such a stray dog into the car......

Big brother is going to be angry.

"Because there is still a lack of a pet character in the house, I want to take it home, but I don't know if it wants to." The white-haired boy said this, opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Big brother, are we leaving?" Vodka looked at the figure walking towards Shiba Inu, looked at the gin on the co-pilot, and asked cautiously.

He was afraid that if he stayed, Ivey would really pick up the dog in the car.

This is the car of Big Brother Gin.

"No, you don't." Gin lit a cigarette.

Crimson eyes stared indifferently at the boy's back.

Vodka also watched cautiously.

only to find that the picture he imagined did not happen.

The white-haired boy just squatted next to the dying Shiba Inu.

Nothing was done.

Aito squatted beside the Shiba Inu and silently bought a small paper figure in the system mall.

Hold the paper figure in your hand and wait for the other person to die.

Finally, while he waited, Shiba Inu completely lost his breath.

A transparent, extremely weak soul appeared above the corpse.

I couldn't make the slightest sound, and it was about to dissipate.

"Are you going to be my family?" Aitto asked, holding up the little paper figure.

The soul of the Shiba Inu looked at him, then at the little paper man, and attached itself to the paper man.

With a satisfied smile, Ato stood up and walked towards the car.

It was just in time to come back, and it didn't take long for it to die.

The first pet in the family has arrived!

There will definitely be more families in the future!

"Ivey, didn't you say you were going to take it home?" Vodka asked, looking at the teenager who walked back empty-handed.

It didn't matter if the picture he imagined didn't happen, Ivey even just crouched on the side, did nothing, just watched Shiba Inu die, and then took out a paper figure and smiled.

It looks ...... Abnormal.

"I brought it back." Aitto held up the small paper figure in motion.

"But it doesn't look like a dog at all......" Aitto said thoughtfully.

Dogs can't use human form.

Fortunately, after a while, the paper figure will be transformed into a dog according to the soul of the attached Shiba Inu.

Vodka shivered silently at the white paper man with empty eyes and grinning at him.

The eldest brother brought Ivy to the mental hospital, and it seems that he did nothing wrong.