Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

(However, the experience of using this cheat system is terrible!)

Amamiya Rin stared at the ceiling, internally ranting and raving.

(Other people who transmigrate either get a simple and straightforward system to allocate skill points, or they have an old man protecting them. What I'm getting is a free high-intensity, immersive exam-prep nightmare experience voucher? And it's a one-month deluxe package? Can I return it, please...?)

Although the knowledge points he reviewed in his dream were indeed incredibly clear, the anxiety and exhaustion he felt from working non-stop for a month was terrifyingly real, almost making him think he was going to die suddenly.

It should be noted that he never rested or even relaxed in the dream world from beginning to end.

It seems he only studied for 30 days, but if you include the rest time he should have had, it was more than 100 days.

The nurse adjusted Amamiya Rin's pillow, checked his vital signs, and then said, "Mr. Amamiya, please get some rest and try not to overthink things. If you feel unwell, please press the call button immediately. I'll go prepare breakfast for you now."

"OK, thanks."

Amamiya Rin nodded.

In the doctor's on-call room, a nurse knocked on the door, entered, and handed the logbook to Dr. Kuroda.

"How is Amamiya-kun in room 504 doing?"

Dr. Kuroda took the notebook and asked casually.

"Vital signs are generally stable, and muscle strength and nerve reflexes are still recovering, which is better than expected. However..."

The nurse paused, recalling Yu Gonglin's earlier appearance, and added, "He seemed to be troubled by a nightmare. He looked unusually tired after waking up, saying he had a very long dream."

Dr. Kuroda's fingers, which were flipping through the medical records, paused almost imperceptibly.

"A very long nightmare?"

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone as calm as ever.

"How long did he say he dreamt?"

"They didn't say anything specific, but it seemed like they were mentally exhausted."

The nurse thought back for a moment.

"Okay, I understand. It's not uncommon for people to experience abnormal sleep patterns after brain damage. Let's continue to observe."

Dr. Kuroda calmly made a few notes on the medical record and said casually, "Pay close attention to his mental state and sleep patterns. Report any abnormalities, especially the descriptions of the length of his dreams, to me immediately."

"Yes, Dr. Kuroda."

Although the nurse found it a bit strange that the doctor was focusing on an unusual sleep experience that was not unusual, she didn't think much of it, responded, and left the duty room.

After the door closed, Dr. Kuroda slowly leaned back in his chair and sighed helplessly.

"Don't blame me, Mr. Amamiya. This is the necessary price to wake you up."

On the other side, Amamiya Rin once again received visitors.

Just as Amamiya Rin was waiting for the nurse to bring breakfast, there was a gentle knock on the ward door.

"Please come in."

Amamiya Rin responded.

The door opened, and a head peeked in.

It was the face of a young woman, with neat short hair and pretty features, but her brows carried a clear sense of apology.

"Um... excuse me, Mr. Amamiya Rin."

"May I ask who you are?"

Looking at that face, Amamiya Rin asked in confusion.

There seemed to be no such person in his memory.

"I am Ayaka Hashimoto."

The woman entered the ward, and three other women followed her in single file.

(So ​​many people...and they're all beautiful women?)

Amamiya Rin's gaze swept over the four people who entered the ward.

"I am Yui Mikami."

Following behind Ayaka Hashimoto on her right was a beautiful woman with blonde curly hair.

"I am Yua Hata."

On the left is a long-haired beauty who also has wispy bangs, but with slightly longer ends, making her look more gentle and graceful.

"I am Momonogi Kaede."

The last one is a beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair, a lovely face, and sharp features.

The four women stood together, each with a different appearance yet all quite outstanding, giving off a strange sense of synchronicity, as if their movements subtly shared a unified rhythm.

"We were the drivers of the other vehicle involved in the previous traffic accident. Because of our negligence, we caused you such serious injuries."

"A private Marseille!"

Led by Ayaka Hashimoto, the four of them bowed 90 degrees to Rin Amamiya in unison, their synchronized movements startling him.

(So ​​they were one of the parties responsible for the accident... But what do you mean we were the drivers of another car? A car only has one driver, right? Could it be that the four of them were fighting over who would drive, which caused the accident?)

Amamiya Rin wanted to complain, but the overly formal apology made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I see. Please get up."

The four of them straightened up, and Ayaka Hashimoto put on a socially apologetic smile.

"Mr. Amamiya, the first thing we've come here to do is to sincerely apologize to you. We are so glad to see that you have regained consciousness; it has eased our guilt somewhat."

"Um."

Amamiya Rin nodded, her attitude neither warm nor cold.

"The doctor said I was in a coma for nearly a month and my injuries were very serious."

After all, the other party was one of the culprits who caused this body to be seriously injured. Although he was reborn as a result of misfortune, he still had to maintain his proper stance.

Yui Mikami immediately replied, "Yes, we understand perfectly well. So, another purpose of our visit is to discuss the issue of compensation with you."

Before she could finish speaking, Momono Kaede added, "We know this is very rude of us to bring this up when you've just woken up..."

Yua Hata continued, "However, some legal documents and insurance procedures need to be processed as soon as possible, and I hope you can understand."

The four of them spoke one after another, their voices almost seamlessly connected, which made Amamiya Rin feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But he doesn't care about such trivial matters now; he cares more about the compensation than the tacit understanding between the four of them.

"As for compensation, it should be handled according to the law and the insurance terms, right?"

Amamiya Rin answered cautiously. Having experienced the trials of society in his previous life, he knew that he couldn't easily give up at this time.

Ayaka Hashimoto sincerely stated, "Regarding the compensation for emotional distress, the legally recognized amount is 3000 million yen, which is quite difficult for us to bear. If possible, we hope you can reduce the compensation amount accordingly."

(Thirty million yen?)

Yu Gonglin quickly calculated in his mind that this was indeed not a small amount.

However, four people might not necessarily be unable to afford 30 million yen, right?

"I've done the calculations, and the average compensation you need to pay is less than 750 million. I don't think that's an outrageous amount."

Amamiya Rin frowned, making her stance clear.

He is not heartless, but he is by no means a pushover.

This money is crucial to his future new life, and he won't easily give up.

The atmosphere in the ward became somewhat somber for a moment.

Hashimoto Ayaka clasped her hands tightly and bowed again at a 90-degree angle: "Mr. Amamiya, we know this request is very audacious, but we truly cannot afford to compensate 3000 million yen. Please help us. Whatever other conditions you propose, as long as we can meet them, we are willing to do our best to compensate!"

Please!

The other three also bowed down in unison, pleading with Amamiya Rin.