Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

"What do you mean I'm under investigation?"

Fujino didn't understand Yui's meaning at first.

Although Japanese is a phonetic script, based on his experience, such vulgar Chinese homophones haven't been transmitted over yet.

And this is Tokyo, not Nishikawa Reito.

At most, he was sexually harassed by beautiful women, which is perfectly acceptable.

Yui looked completely bewildered, her worried expression freezing on her face.

"It means exactly what it says."

She took out her phone and showed Fujino her MMS history.

Fujino looked at the photocopies of the documents... and finally revealed a somewhat unpleasant expression.

It's true that the medical department has started investigating him.

The reason was a bombshell that could have ended his medical career...

"Am I...suspected of mind-manipulating patients?"

He glanced up at Yui.

Even though he already knew the answer, he still asked it:

"Is this...is it authentic? Where did you get this information from?"

He had seen the official seal on this countless times, and the tone was exactly like a document issued by the hospital...

We've noticed no patients have come to our door these past few days... Is it really because they planned this all along?

It's likely that the hospital was already hesitant about launching an investigation at the time.

Of course he knew it was true.

However, he just couldn't quite accept it.

The exam is next week.

This week, his medical license will be revoked for "allegedly manipulating patients mentally"?

If this is done, then what's the point of taking the exam?

But... Fujino suddenly realized something.

Even if it's not finalized, as long as it drags on until the end of the exam, he still won't be eligible to take the exam.

The Psychiatric Association would not allow a doctor suspected of manipulating patients to take the exam.

Is this your scheme?

This is indeed a tactic to physically prevent him from taking the exam.

He held his chin up, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to break the deadlock, but his anger was rising rapidly.

Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents.

The Takanashi sisters, however, went too far.

This will ruin his future.

Once he turns over, he won't let those two bitches get away with it!

At this moment, he probably needs to think of a solution...

Just like the hardest thing to prove in a mental hospital is "I'm not sick".

How can I prove that I am not a patient who manipulates others?

This is a completely fabricated charge!

Seeing that Fujino was still in a daze, Yui grabbed his hand.

She was genuinely worried about Fujino.

"Fujino-sama, it's alright, I'll help you."

She hooked her arm around her shoulder, making a gesture of strength: "I'll get my brother and the others to put pressure on the hospital."

Fujino gave a wry smile and nodded his thanks.

He knew perfectly well that applying pressure would be useless.

Because Takanashi's older sister must have made a lot of exchanges of benefits in the process.

The key point is not whether this matter is resolved or not, but that it needs to be resolved within the next two days.

Otherwise, it's all for nothing.

How vicious!

Even though [Iron Will] has already been activated.

His mind raced through a jumble of possibilities, and smoke billowed from his head.

But he was at a loss.

How can one prove that they "do not mentally manipulate patients"...?

How can I prove it...?

Self-verification...

"I couldn't have thought of that right away, Fujino-sama."

"Let's leave the hospital first."

Fujino scratched his head, only managing to muster a sliver of consciousness to follow Yui away.

But he forgot that there was someone waiting for him to get off work at the hospital.

He simply didn't have the extra energy to think about that much right now.

My mind is completely filled.

......

"How did things go?"

Miho Waka didn't look at Junichiro Akagi kneeling on one knee in front of her; she was still flipping through the documents.

"In response to the chairman, we have already contacted Section Chief Iwasaki, and he has already raised an inquiry with the University of Tokyo Hospital."

Miho pursed her lips and spat lightly.

Inquiry?

Those bloated bureaucratic systems?

It's considered lucky if it takes three to five months to officially begin.

She finally turned her gaze to Akagi, but her eyes held a hint of hostility.

"and then?"

Akagi Junichiro's face lit up with surprise: "Then, Section Chief Iwasaki said that the University of Tokyo would immediately begin the investigation process."

"This piqued his curiosity, so he asked another question."

"They say that someone had reported Fujino before, but their professor stopped them. This time, the head of the department at the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare raised the question, and they took the opportunity to initiate an investigation."

Waka Miho put down her pen.

She lowered her head and looked at Akagi through the gap above her glasses.

"Are there other people?"

Before he could reply, she nodded. "I think I understand. Is there anything else?"

Akagi knew this meant he was being told to get lost, so he quickly said no and disappeared from the chairman's office.

"Another expert? Who could it be?"

Miho Waka had no interest in knowing who that person was.

All she needs to do is use this incident to begin her own plans.

She picked up the whiskey from the ice bucket on the table and toasted the neon-lit skyscrapers outside the window.

Wishing you all the best.

......

Some people can fall asleep, but some people can't.

In the archives room of Southeast University Hospital.

With dark circles under her eyes, Koki Takanashi flipped through the medical records and various consent forms.

She only mentioned it to her sister, and she was able to enter the most central yet least supervised room in the hospital without any problems.

Only the table in front of her was free of dust; the slightly older shelves were covered in cobwebs.

In the nooks and crannies of the filing cabinet, lubricating oil and dust formed a sticky black paste.

The fact that it was stuck to the outside of the file folder made her feel nauseous.

She kept flipping through the files, trying to find evidence of Fujino's crimes.

This was the third night she had spent in this room.

Spread out on the table were Yui Yukinoshita's medical records.

All the treatment plans, from beginning to end, were signed by Fujino, Mitsuki, and Assistant Professor Kobe.

Each consent form was filled with the signatures of Yui Yukinoshita and her guardian, Heiji Yukinoshita.

There were no flaws.

Other cases may be controversial, but this is the case she followed from beginning to end.

Although Fujino had spent several time alone with Yui Yukinoshita in the hospital room, Mitsuki Takanashi knew that this was not enough for him to mentally manipulate Miss Yui.

It must be a long-term process of dialogue, hints, belittling, and suppression, coupled with occasional sweetness, to make the other person develop that kind of dependence and regression, turning them into a pet by your side.

Although Yui acted closer to Fujino, Mitsuki had to admit that it was due to his personal charm, rather than any form of psychological manipulation.

If it's really possible to manipulate someone just by meeting them a few times...

She smiled wryly.

Wouldn't that really make someone an Onmyoji?

If he finds out what she and her sister have done, they'll probably have to depend on him for survival from now on.

But as she looked at the file, hesitation gradually appeared on her face.

Although she began to question Fujino from the very beginning, starting with the lemon case.

But I never thought I would use this to suppress him.

She acted out of righteous indignation and out of reverence for medicine.

Personal conflicts are just a very small matter.

That's really not the main reason.

But as soon as my sister found out about this, she became interested.

She even returned to Japan from America just for Fujino.

The whole thing, starting with the specialized medical exam, was orchestrated by my older sister.

Her initial thought was simply to prevent people using "self-created medical techniques" from joining the professional medical team.

But at this moment, for the first time, she hesitated.

Looking at Yui Yukinoshita's signature...

Was she really being manipulated like a pet by Fujino?

The answer is obvious.

It does not involve mind manipulation.

She looked out the window with a somewhat blank expression.

Moon stars are rare.

Did she really do the right thing?