"What is it?"
Nakamura Keiko smiled again: "It's love for you."
"What... does that mean?" Uesugi Sakura asked further.
"What people think and imagine consists of impressions acquired from the subconscious. Mental illness is called such because patients cannot suppress the emotions triggered by a certain event. For example, if you lightly touch their arm, they might feel towards you a hatred as deep as the sea of blood."
Nakamura Keiko paused for a long time before continuing,
"Mrs. Uesugi is roughly in such a situation. She probably made an error in judgment in handling emotions towards you, leading her to often do things that don't match her personality."
Uesugi Sakura, who hadn't studied psychology, listened somewhat half-understanding, "Then... is it a mental illness?"
"Based on the current situation, it's not."
"What exactly is her condition now?"
