Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary!

Chapter 372: Diagnosis!

Lynn asked seriously.

Hei Xianyue seemed to freeze up like a machine for a moment, then silently nodded.

Seeing her admission, Lynn took a deep breath, finally relaxing as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He didn't know whether to feel relieved or helpless, a complex mix of emotions swirling inside him.

Because that was indeed the case.

They had known each other for less than a day. How could the aloof, ascetic Miss Puppet possibly allow his transgression against her? If not for the restriction of that command, he probably would have been killed by Miss Puppet the moment he reached out his hand.

Fortunately, he had indeed maintained a shred of reason and clarity.

Because if he hadn't sensed her resistance and stopped in time, anyone else would probably have immediately broken through her resistance and forcefully violated her.

Thinking of this, Lynn felt waves of cold sweat.

Because something wasn't right.

The desire and fire within him had come far too quickly.He considered himself not to be the kind of beastly creature who thinks only with his lower half. Yet, during that period when he was winding up Miss Puppet, he had such an intense desire to violate her.

Could it be that the Crying Clown was amplifying his desires?

No.

The Crying Clown was still being suppressed by the Matriarch with angel's blood. If there were signs of it breaking through, there would definitely be clear feedback to him.

Then what was the reason?

Was he really that kind of animal who thinks with his lower half? The kind of utterly depraved pervert who can't walk straight upon seeing a pretty loli, scheming a thousand ways to trick her into bed?

He pondered, beginning to doubt himself.

Lynn asked hesitantly, "Besides this command, did she have any other actions?"

Hei Xianyue said quietly, "It was only when you touched me just now that this command suddenly activated and restrained me. Before that, I was unaware."

But Lynn didn't think it was that simple.

He pondered.

His gaze subconsciously fell upon the eerie purple curse markings on Hei Xianyue's back.

He jolted.

Could it be...

He acted almost without hesitation, immediately reaching out and activating his diagnostic ability on himself.

And in the next moment, the System's prompt sounded in his ear.

[Ding! You have triggered the passive ability of your Random Diagnosis.]

[Ding! You have discovered an abnormal mutation: Left Hand Mutant!]

[Ding! You have discovered an abnormal cursed arts influence: Heart Bewitchment!]

Lynn jolted and immediately opened the discovered abnormal influence.

[Heart Bewitchment]: Special mind-affecting cursed arts. Can influence targets through direct or indirect release. Targets affected by this cursed art will be continuously attracted and bewitched in their subconscious, gradually developing strong possessive and invasive desires.

Lynn was greatly shaken.

Within reason, yet beyond expectation.

Indeed, he had been far too naive. Since the utterly depraved Auntie could tamper with her own daughter, how could she possibly have missed him?!

He had still thought of Auntie as too kind-hearted!

It's all just schemes!

At this moment, he finally understood the Doll Mistress's series of calculations.

First, she secretly swapped the energy cubes Miss Puppet used to replenish her energy in advance. Then, using her message, she forced Miss Puppet to seek him for energy replenishment. And as long as he wound up Miss Puppet...

He would inevitably be influenced by the purple curse markings engraved on Miss Puppet's back.

And once he was affected, driven by desire to violate Miss Puppet, if Miss Puppet had any thought of resistance, it would immediately trigger the restriction command within Miss Puppet's body, which he would then mistakenly interpret as Miss Puppet's silent permission and consent...

Then, with Miss Puppet completely unable to resist, he would pin her down and violate her...

After Lynn sorted through this series of logical connections, he felt that society was so dark, so terrifying.

The older ginger is indeed spicier!