Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

A series of intermittent sounds,

The sound traveled from the virtual stethoscope to Fujino's ears.

"...The consent form...Okubo Lemon...Kitano Megumi...Yui...are all here..."

"Should we do it this way? But that's against the rules... Or should we follow the procedure?"

Separated by a wall.

Kotori Mitsuki, sitting at the table, was biting her nails, caught in a mental struggle.

Her petite figure appeared even more slender and delicate in the empty archives room.

At this moment, she was squatting on the chair, flipping through the "Medical Consent Form" on the table, looking conflicted.

Fujino's medical records are extremely detailed.

According to the hospital's investigation standards, he estimated that he would be able to escape unscathed.

If that were all, Mitsuki wouldn't be in a dilemma.

After all, investigations take time.

Just as Fujino imagined, as long as he could drag it out until the exam was over, it wouldn't matter whether he had a mind-manipulation patient or not.

But... Koki's gaze returned to the table.

If Fujino holds onto these things, he'll probably come to the conclusion that he's innocent within a day or two.

There's no way my sister wouldn't know about this.

But she still chose to launch her attack at this time, a full week before the exam?

He even sent himself to the archives to find Fujino's related documents.

What does this mean?

Koki gasped.

The older sister may need to take matters into her own hands and destroy these consent forms.

In this way, Fujino would be unable to defend himself and would certainly lose his eligibility to take the exam.

Forget about taking the specialized medical exam, he has probably lost his qualification to continue practicing medicine.

The only potentially controversial aspect is that he himself committed such a heinous act.

But as long as it's done like this, without anyone noticing.

This dilapidated archive room doesn't even have surveillance cameras.

There is almost no risk.

But it is ultimately "almost".

Moreover, a hint of struggle flashed in Mitsuki's eyes.

She is not the kind of person who would stop at nothing.

On the contrary, under the guidance of her sister and father, she was always the most law-abiding doctor.

They may not be outstanding, but they won't cheat.

She targeted Fujino because his treatment differed from the way her sister taught her.

Moreover, those so-called targeted actions were merely minor tactics within the professor's tacit approval range.

But the choice before us is not so simple.

Once she takes this step and destroys Fujino's archives, she will be a complete villain.

There's no turning back.

Will Fujino pull back from the brink because of his ample evidence, or will he follow his sister down a dark path?

Perhaps they were too hasty in their attack and overlooked the possibility that Fujino was a good doctor?

This is something I might need to think about.

While she was thinking, Fujino outside the house was also puzzled.

Kotori Mitsuki's voice was intermittent, but he could tell that the other person was indeed looking at his "Informed Consent Form for Medical Condition".

That simply means making those consent forms disappear.

He looked towards the doorway.

The wooden door, still slightly ajar, remained closed.

No matter how bold Ren Xiaoniao Youguangxi was, she wouldn't dare to light a fire in the archives room.

Tearing up documents in the archives might give away the truth with the scraps of paper.

Therefore, he judged that the other party would take the documents away first and deal with them at home.

Therefore, as long as you guard this door, it would be best to record a video, which would stop all her actions.

Once Fujino made a decision, he never hesitated again.

He slowly crawled to the crack in the door, pointed his phone at the swimming bird, and was ready to start filming.

Fortunately, both the archives and the corridor were lit with dim yellow lights, so the light from Fujino's phone did not attract anyone's attention.

Not only Mitsuki Takanashi, but also Saki upstairs.

She looked at Fujino and Yui with a puzzled expression.

What are these two doing?

Squatting?

According to what the book says, shouldn't we start kissing now?

At least it's a caress!

When emotions get the better of us, we'll probably take off our masks.

As long as she captures a picture of them kissing, she can tell Fujino!

Competing for favor is truly a woman's nature.

Especially for someone like Saki who has no one to rely on.

Her personality is completely different from when she was a rich young lady.

I don't know when it started, but all I could think about was not being abandoned again, how to stay by Fujino's side, and how to drive away the other women around him.

Perhaps it was because she began to accept Fujino's kindness, which was not driven by greed.

It was probably the first time he had seen Hanako leave lipstick marks on Fujino that he felt a pang of sadness and a sense of crisis.

But none of that matters anymore.

She only wanted to do her best to drive away all the women around Fujino, one by one.

Whether it's Hanako-sensei or Yui.

Get the hell out of here!

She is the one who will always stay by Fujino's side.

Thinking of this, she mustered her courage and looked at the two people in the semi-basement.

Why are you still squatting?

Saki felt her feet were getting numb.

Suddenly, she saw Fujino move.

Fujino peeked through the crack in the door.

I watched as Takanashi suddenly got up and started organizing the folders on the table.

Familiar options popped up in front of him.

[Takanashi Mitsuki: After all, it's better to help my sister, isn't it? If I just take Fujino's consent forms, there won't be any more trouble. As long as I can leave this archive room—yes, as long as I can get past that door—everything will be sealed. But this feels so bad; it's a bad thing, even illegal. Waaaaah, why did things have to come to this?! It's all Fujino's fault!!!]

[Worldline 1: You let Takanashi Mitsuki take your "Consent Agreement," your last lifeline in the investigation, but you choose to give it up. (Reward: A rope; you might as well end it yourself.)]

[Worldline 2: Immediately push open the door, accuse Takanashi Mitsuki of her illegal actions, and keep these "consent forms" until the investigation team comes next month to hand them over. (Reward: Takanashi Mitsuki's apology)]

[Worldline 3: Make her deeply realize her mistakes. (Reward: Obedient Takanashi Mitsuki + 300,000,000 yen in savings)]

Fujino did not hesitate at all.

The first point is complete nonsense.

If the reward is really as it says, and you actually do it that way, you might as well just end it all yourself.

The second option seems feasible.

But by the time the inspection team arrived the following month, it was too late.

Only the third option is available.

A smile appeared on his face, which coincided with his own plan.

This was the moment he had been waiting for—the moment when Koki Takanashi began organizing the documents.

Start recording.

In the shot, Koki Takanashi is pursing her lips.

Under the dim yellow light overhead, her long hair cast shadows on her face.

She gritted her teeth and made this difficult decision.

Let Fujino suffer a bit; I'll take the blame!

She still chose her older sister.

These consent forms are meaningless!

Correct!

Meaningless.

The doctor told them they just needed to sign something.

Do they understand?

They don't understand!

They agree with the logic that "once I sign the 'Informed Consent Form for Treatment,' you will treat me properly."

Instead of actually understanding the doctor's confusing medical terms.

Fujino is still that psychiatrist with an Onmyoji-like style!

He was performing a ritual, not treating an illness.

Correct!

She convinced herself.

At least at this moment.

People always need to find excuses for themselves when they do bad things, especially honest people.

She acted like a thief.

Oh, it's not that it looks like that.

Kotori Mitsuki, her back hunched, quickly stuffed all the consent forms into a new file folder.

As long as I leave, as long as I can get behind that door.

Everything that happened today can be considered as if it never happened.

She felt that the short distance of a dozen steps was like hundreds of meters.

She knew it wasn't because of her short legs on her petite frame, but because of her own guilty conscience.

Mitsuki gently shook her head, her long hair cascading down her back.

What could possibly go wrong?

You're scaring yourself.

She tightened her coat, carefully put Fujino's file back in its place, and walked towards the door with the file bag containing evidence of Fujino's innocence, which was also evidence of her own crimes.

It's very simple.

It wasn't as difficult as I had imagined.

Her hand rested on the doorknob, and the tension on her face finally eased a bit.

He even revealed a slight smile.

Look, we've reached the safe zone.

She opened the door.

The smile froze on his face.

Fujino was squatting at the door.

Slowly pull down the mask on your face.

Kotori Mitsuki gave him a bright smile.

But in her eyes, this smile...

Like an abyss.