Minamoto Tamako felt a bit regretful.
She sat on the sofa in the waiting room, arms crossed, anxiously shaking her leg, and glanced now and then at the wooden door of the consultation room.
Since Fushimi Roku went in, half an hour had already passed.
Minamoto Tamako knew that Fujimura-kun was just experiencing psychological consultation, and she had no reason to be jealous of the psychotherapist; but she couldn't help herself, with strange images always popping up in her mind.
For example, Fujimura-kun resting his head on Miyazaki Shizuka's plump thighs, the soft weight pressing against his side face, Miyazaki Shizuka gently stroking his hair, and her warm embrace gradually softening his heart's knots, whispering softly in his ear, 'Tell mom any troubles you have'...
