Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

As a doctor

Although this check is not part of his job, Fujino is capable of performing it.

He wiped his fingers, looking at Kotori Mitsuki, who was half-lying down:

"Mitsuki, you did very well at the beginning, but you weren't so good at it later on."

Ring ring—

The ringing of a cell phone interrupted their tender moment.

"We're almost there, Fujino."

It's Professor Kasai.

Without a moment's hesitation, Fujino quickly stood up and glanced back at Takanashi Mitsuki:

"I'll come out and wait for you and the two professors."

He then left the private room.

Mitsuki forced herself to sit up; the area Fujino had just examined was still burning hot.

She took a few napkins and slowly and gently wiped her skin, afraid of scratching it.

She spat into the air, thinking to herself what a man who didn't know how to cherish women.

Her mind was still filled with the image of Fujino's large, warm, and moist hand covering her lower abdomen.

She couldn't even remember if she had made a sound just now.

Damn it, what's going on here?

Koki took a makeup mirror out of her bag.

The face in the mirror felt unfamiliar to her.

Although her figure is somewhat youthful, her appearance and makeup are on the cool and aloof side.

At this moment, the two blushes on that noble face were so striking.

Whether it was anger, shyness, or some other essential part of life's reproduction, Mitsuki pursed her lips, unable to face this reality.

She seemed to have developed unusual feelings for the abuser.

no!

She warned herself again.

This was just to get him to hand over the evidence to me as soon as possible.

And just now...

Koki tried hard to compose her expression, attempting to regain the slightly aloof demeanor she had displayed at the hospital.

...It's just a small sacrifice.

A look of determination appeared on her face.

They won't give in so easily.

......

"Professor, Professor Muto, Professor Tohsaka, you must be tired from your journey."

Distance and closeness, friendship and estrangement, are all readily apparent.

Kasai was his mentor, so there was no need to use his name; he could simply be called Professor.

Professor Muto holds a higher position, therefore he should be placed first.

Professor Tohsaka, whose seat was taken by Professor Muto, wouldn't think much of it.

Kasai nodded slightly.

Fujino handled this matter with great tact.

But he reached out and stopped Fujino:

"Let's wait until Lord Yukinoshita and the others arrive before going in."

Fujino paused for a moment, then replied with an "okay," and stood behind Kasai listening to the three of them chat.

As they spoke, both Professor Muto and Professor Tohsaka unconsciously sized up Fujino.

Professor Tohsaka goes without saying.

Fujino was a young man who had helped him a lot, and he had always thought highly of Fujino.

As for the so-called censorship, he thought it was not worth a second glance.

What's the point of PUA or mind manipulation? As long as the patient recovers and doesn't relapse, isn't that enough?

Or rather, preventing illness from occurring in the hospital is a doctor's responsibility.

He believed that regardless of whether Fujino engaged in mind manipulation, the investigation was meaningless.

I don't know which leader or dean suddenly lost their mind and decided to investigate this.

It's probably just killing two birds with one stone; it's not a big deal.

It's not a difficult matter to get a joint signature.

It can even settle old debts, so why not?

He confidently withdrew his gaze.

No matter what, Tohsaka won't suffer a loss.

Professor Muto's gaze was somewhat complicated.

He's different from that clueless idiot Tohsaka.

He knew about the bet between Takanashi Riki and the dean.

Does sitting here to show my support today mean I'm breaking ties with the dean and Ritsuki Kotori?

He didn't think so, otherwise, as someone sent by the dean, he would never have come here.

The dean didn't actually want to target Fujino.

Or rather, every top leader is happy to see their young subordinates rise to prominence.

No matter how great the achievements of young people, they can all get a share of the spoils.

The dean only agreed to her request because of Kotori Mitsuki's father.

Furthermore, it's just to let you see the files.

It's not about letting you steal the files.

He was particularly disappointed in the two sisters, Mitsuki and Tatsuki, after hearing what Representative Yukinoshita said.

That's why he came here.

The dean was unaware of such a trivial matter, so his deputy had to be prepared to hedge his bets on both sides.

It seems that Fujino has no problems with the process.

This means he has a good chance of turning things around.

As long as I stand on Fujino's side, the Dean can turn against me at any time, putting me in an invincible position.

As for Mitsuki, what will happen to her?

Is that something Professor Muto needs to consider?

He glanced lightly at the young man standing behind him as he shook his head.

What terrifyingly talented young people!

They had only met a handful of times, and Muto didn't even remember what he looked like.

But he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

I am amazed by the energy of this young man.

He brought in professors from three departments and two county councilors to speak on his behalf, just to deal with the hospital's investigation?

He even felt it was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

but......

The younger generation is truly formidable!

Actually, it was a very dangerous thing for the three professors to stand by the side door waiting for someone.

Regardless of any unspoken rules, it's never a good thing for medical professionals to be involved with politicians.

However, the other party's identity forced them to be on high alert.

Especially when the two parties are not very familiar with each other.

If you upset the other party over such a trivial matter, it's not worth it.

Suddenly, a low-profile black Volkswagen pulled up at the side gate of the back alley.

The three professors' attention was drawn to it, and they whispered among themselves.

"Consul Yukinoshita is quite low-key, driving a car like that."

Yes, they usually choose Mercedes-Benz as their car, not only because it looks prestigious, but also because it's within their spending power.

This Passat is a bit out of place for a county councilor.

But Fujino's eyes flickered slightly as he stared at the car model.

This Volkswagen is not the typical Passat.

Or perhaps people of this era are simply insensitive to these two almost identical car models.

A Passat, worth about 500 million yen, is considered a small sum of money for the county councilor and even for these three professors.

This car is not the common Passat.

Fujino recognized it as Volkswagen's flagship model, which had just entered the Japanese market.

Phaeton.

It's worth at least 1600 million yen.

This level of vehicle is not something even Yukino Shino would dare to openly drive.

Although it is understated yet luxurious, there are always discerning people who appreciate its beauty.

It's too ostentatious for a county councilor to drive a car like that.

The car had just come to a stop.

The passenger door opened.

Kenta Yukinoshita, a familiar Chiba prefectural assemblyman, got out of the car.

This prompted the professors and Fujino to rush forward to greet them.

But they all had some doubts.

Why is Representative Kenta sitting in the front row?

Even if his father was in the car, he shouldn't have been sitting in the secretary's seat.

The driver's side door opened, and there stood Miss Yui.

She acted like a lackey, ignoring the people waiting to the side and letting them exchange pleasantries with her older brother. Instead, she went straight to the back seat and opened the car door.

Former Chiba Prefecture Governor Heiji Yukinoshita, supporting his youngest daughter's shoulder, got out of the car with a smile and stood leaning on his cane.

Muto, as the highest-ranking person in the hospital, stepped forward at this moment.

"Why don't we go inside first, Lord Kenta, Lord Heiji?"

His temple throbbed.

This strengthened my resolve to stand behind Fujino.

Hearing that two county councilors are backing you up and actually meeting two county councilors are two different things.

To everyone's surprise, Heiji shook his head and slowly opened the car door behind the driver's seat.

A black figure sat steadily in that position, a cigar between his fingers, glowing red and slowly emitting wisps of smoke.

Lord Heiji placed his hand on the car door and said respectfully:

"Please get out of the car and come inside."

"Um."

It was the voice of a middle-aged man.

He was agile and landed steadily on the ground with a simple sideways movement.

The dark striped suit was well-tailored, and paired with the black-rimmed glasses, it made him look much more dignified.

In fact, everyone knows this person.

Professor Muto felt a sharp pain in his temple and was extremely shocked.

Fujino actually managed to get such a big shot involved? Then what's the point of having us old men here?

This guy only needs to say hello, and even Koki Takanashi's father has to come and apologize.

His voice was a little hoarse: "What brings you here?"

The middle-aged man in the suit chuckled and patted Fujino on the shoulder before walking toward the side door.

"Yukinoshita-senpai said I would be very interested in this young man."

"So I came."

In fact, Fujino hadn't expected things to develop this way either.

An unexpected big shot—was he here to lend a hand?

Or are they here to cause trouble?

Amidst the shocked and impressed gazes of the three professors, he quickly caught up with the imposing figure.

The person who determined their success or failure was someone they had met briefly outside Yui's hospital room before.

Member of Congress.

Mr. Hatoyama.