Prologue

In a modern society where more than half the population suffers from some form of mental illness, the hunters on humanity’s front lines are no exception.

If anything… they’re worse.

Never see a patient as a potential romantic partner.

That, I was told, is the number one rule for any psychiatrist.

I’d been taught as much myself.

And I had believed it.

“Next patient?”

Crash!

The door burst open, and a familiar face peeked in.

“I’m here!”

“…But you’re not my patient anymore, are you?”

“That’s not it… Yesterday, I suddenly couldn’t breathe… so…”

But I was a Hunter Mental Counselor—a therapist who dealt exclusively with hunters.

“I see. And your symptoms? Please be specific.”

“Whenever I think of you, I can’t breathe…”

“……”

“Counselor?”

The moment she called out to me, a series of messages appeared before my eyes.

[Optimal Response] [Satisfaction Rate: 90%]
[Take off your clothes. Let’s have a look.]

[Optimal Response] [Satisfaction Rate: 9.5%]
[Welcome. Please, have a seat.]

[Optimal Response] [Satisfaction Rate: 0.5%]
[…….]

There was only one thing I could say.
I was on a tightrope, always forced to choose.

“……”

At my silence, her eyes narrowed.

“Answer me.”

When it came to dating, or not…

It was never my decision to make.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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