CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 336: HARDER!!

As long as he wanted, he could extinguish the cigarette butt at any time, without any psychological burden.

Fushimi Roku thought of the tape he played before going to sleep last night. The effect was undeniably strong, almost immediate, like the strength of an anesthetic.

"...So powerful?"

Fushimi Roku became interested. He got up, opened the recorder, took out the tape, and examined it carefully.

A white label was affixed to the tape, with the handwritten words ’Smoking Cessation Hypnosis Tape’. It was unclear whether it was written by Kazama Tatsuya or the psychologist.

Fushimi Roku noticed that the tape was a Type IV metal tape, developed by the United States’ 3M and Japan’s Sumitomo Company. The surface appeared black and gray—this type of metal tape has higher coercivity and residual magnetism, allowing for higher recording density and better sound quality, mainly used for professional recording.

If he remembered correctly, the anonymous tape concerning Yoshikawa Ritsuo and Fujiwara Homare was also of this brand.

Nowadays, the most common recording tapes are generally Type I tapes.

Type IV tapes, as high-end tape products, have a relatively small market share, mainly targeting professional recording individuals or consumers with extremely high demands for sound quality. Due to their higher price and specific target customer group, their sales volume is much less compared to ordinary Type I tapes.

Is it a coincidence?

Fushimi Roku became suddenly suspicious. He lightly tapped the tape against his palm, paced back and forth in the room for a moment, and decided to go out and ask Kazama Tatsuya about it.

This matter was very important, so it had to be prioritized—definitely not because he didn’t know how to face Minamoto Tamako, or because he felt slightly embarrassed to be alone with her after sobering up.

He quickly washed up, changed clothes, and went out to find Kazama Tatsuya next door.

Minamoto Tamako heard footsteps, quickly pricked up her ears, and leaned against the door to eavesdrop. She heard the sound of the door opening and then closing, and knew that Mr. Fu Jian had left. Her heart sank with disappointment.

Why didn’t Mr. Fu Jian come to see her?

Was he in such a rush to go out because he was deliberately avoiding her?

What on earth happened last night?

...

Regardless of Minamoto Tamako’s inner turmoil, Fushimi Roku knocked on the door to wake Kazama Tatsuya and asked which psychologist gave him the tape. The latter thought that Fushimi Roku found the hypnosis recording effective and wanted further treatment, so he went back to his bedroom and found the psychologist’s business card.

"His name is Arima Toshio."

Kazama Tatsuya pointed to the corner of the card and said, "Here is the clinic address. Previously, when I went with you to Tokyo University Psychiatry, the attending doctor said my condition was somewhat severe and recommended I go to this clinic for further treatment..."

Seeing Fushimi Roku looking at him with a strange expression, Kazama Tatsuya asked, "What? What’s with that look?"

"You admit you have a mental problem now?" Fushimi Roku tried to use provocation: "A middle-aged man with mild depression and PSTD?"

"So what?" Kazama Tatsuya, wearing pajamas, stood with one hand on his hip, having just woken up as well: "I’m almost cured. You have to recognize you have a problem before you can solve it."

"Is that really so?" Fushimi Roku looked him up and down, feeling that Kazama Tatsuya’s spirits were indeed much better than before.

Previously, Kazama Tatsuya would turn on Fushimi Roku for just glancing at the diagnosis. Now, even with a direct confrontation, Kazama Tatsuya seemed indifferent.

"Of course." Kazama Tatsuya paused and said, "I suggest you go see him too."

Fushimi Roku immediately recalled Director Shintani’s advice. He had given Fushimi Roku an identical business card, and the contact was none other than ’Arima Toshio’.

"I will."

He shook the business card in his hand and said, "I’ll go today."