Psycho Pass: Redemption (UPDATING)

19 (UPDATED)

Sasayama and Touko moved briskly through the echoing corridors of Oso Academy, Yashiro following closely behind. Touko's voice trembled as she gasped, "That's him."

Walking down the hallway, Touma was flanked by two teachers. His lips curved into an inscrutable smile as he animatedly explained a topic to them.

"That lunatic," Sasayama muttered under his breath, his teeth gritted in frustration.

Touko whispered, her voice filled with disbelief, "How... how can he just walk around like nothing happened?"

"I trust a woman's instinct," Sasayama declared as he pulled out his dominator and took a step forward. "Hey."

The teachers' voices hushed to murmurs, their words reverberating through the tranquil corridor. Touma paused, one hand casually resting in his dark pants' pocket, and turned toward one of the teachers, offering a polite bow.

"Hey, scumbag!" Sasayama's voice rang out, echoing through the hallway. The teachers turned their attention to him, their expressions mixed with confusion and concern. "Are you Touma Kouzaburou?"

"Yes," Touma responded quietly, his face retaining a stoic composure.

Sasayama raised his arm, aiming the dominator at Touma. A group of students had gathered around, some moving forward, others stepping back, their voices hushed murmurs.

"What are you doing?!" one of the teachers questioned.

Crime coefficient is 23. Not a target for enforcement action. The trigger will be blocked.

Sasayama frowned, looking from his weapon to Touma, who stood several meters away, his lips curving for a moment.

"Did you kill her father?" Sasayama inquired.

"What are you talking about?" Touma raised an eyebrow, shaking his head slightly.

"I asked you a simple question. Did you kill him?" Sasayama stepped forward.

"No," Touma's response was swift and unwavering. "How dare you?"

Touko's involuntary sob resonated, and Touma's brown eyes settled on her impassively. Sasayama glanced at her; she had lowered her head, her brows furrowing, and her eyes closing. In front of Yashiro, a girl approached Sasayama, then moved toward Touko, gripping her hand tightly.

As Touma's gaze scanned the hallway, it abruptly paused on Yashiro, who had been observing behind the commotion, her attire blending seamlessly with the other students. However, as he noticed her presence, Touma blinked. His eyebrows subtly twitched, and his eyes focused more intently. Yashiro lifted her head slightly, her heart quickening.

Crime coefficient is 21. Not a target for enforcement action. The trigger will be blocked.

Sasayama clicked his tongue, lowering his arm and striding forward until he stood right in front of Touma, his fingers curling around the collar of Touma's black vest with a restrained but evident grip. Touma met Sasayama's gaze, his expression unyielding, but his nose twitched in response to the lingering scent of cigarettes in the air.

"Stop! Why are you doing this?" pleaded another teacher, reaching out and gripping Sasayama's forearm, desperately attempting to intervene. "Let go of him!"

Sasayama forcefully pushed the teacher aside with the hand clutching the dominator.

"It was you, wasn't it?" Sasayama asserted. "The monkey toys."

Touma maintained his composure, lowering his head calmly, his eyes focused on the firm grip Sasayama had on his white shirt and red tie.

"Grabbing an innocent civilian like this can get any inspector in trouble," Touma stated in a soft voice.