After rebirth, I became Tokyo Sentimental

Chapter 220, page 219: He really dares to put anything in his mouth.

Please watch your words.

That's how I've observed it.

"Young man, please calm down. If you don't believe my diagnosis, you can go to a nearby hospital for a re-examination."

In the medical room on Guanyin Temple Mountain, an elderly male doctor, facing the rebuke of a young man sitting opposite him, merely pushed up his glasses as if nothing had happened, showing no emotion whatsoever.

They even gave a lukewarm warning.

She ignored the man's fiery gaze and stuck to her own judgment.

"Are you kidding me? How could I possibly have athlete's foot in my mouth? You must be mistaken!"

The young man couldn't hold back any longer. He first glanced at his girlfriend, whose face was becoming increasingly droopy, and his heart sank as he felt guilty. But the next moment, he slammed his fist on the table with a ferocious expression, sending the mercury thermometer lying on the table flying.

"I trust my judgment."

The old doctor remained steadfast in his opinion.

The young man was so angry he jumped up and down.

If he hadn't been so rational, and if he hadn't seen the doctor across from him already calling the security guards at Guanyin Temple, he would have wanted to strangle the doctor who diagnosed him with athlete's foot.

He didn't hate the other party for the misdiagnosis.

And the other person has been diagnosed!
"I'm sorry, doctor. We got a little agitated just now. If it really is athlete's foot, could it be because he ate something bad?" Compared to the young man's rage, the woman next to him, though her eyes were gloomy, remained rational and calm.

"You must have eaten something bad, but you'll have to ask your boyfriend what it is." The doctor looked at his phone calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Ask about my boyfriend?" the woman asked the man.

Feeling his girlfriend's scrutinizing gaze, the young man instantly broke out in a cold sweat. His mind flashed back to how he had greedily put someone's...things in his mouth a while ago, but he quickly suppressed those thoughts and hurriedly began to explain:
"Zhimei, I don't know what's going on either, and I've been eating normally lately."

"Really?" The woman's expression grew cold.

"Of course! I promise!"

The man immediately raised his right hand to vouch for it.

"Is it intentional or accidental?"

The young woman suddenly asked a question.

"Of course..." The man was about to answer instinctively when he heard this, but he swallowed his words immediately after saying a few words. Seeing his girlfriend's increasingly indifferent gaze, he hurriedly said, "I don't understand what you're saying at all!"

"Doctor, my mouth has been feeling a bit uncomfortable lately, could you take a look at it too?"

The woman gave him a deep look, and suddenly felt a strange discomfort in her mouth, which had been fine before. She turned to the doctor and asked him a question.

"Your symptoms are the same as his, but you're still in the early stages," the doctor said calmly after the examination.

"Is this disease contagious?"

"Yes."

"vomit!"

"Chimi! What's wrong with you!"

"Don't touch me! I told you not to touch me! Takuya Kojo! We're breaking up! Right now! For good!"

"Chimi! I was wrong, Chimi!"

"Get away from me! You bastard! You're disgusting!"

The man wept bitterly in remorse, disregarding his image in public, and clung to the woman's leg in repentance. The woman, in turn, slapped him hard across the face, then kicked him while gagging.

Some things are only worth four ounces if you don't weigh them.

It weighs a thousand pounds and can't be stopped!
Perhaps out of embarrassment or perhaps because he finally felt ashamed, the man couldn't help but unleash his full power punch after being kicked and falling flat on his face.

The two quickly began to fight.

They knocked one of the doors to the medical room off.

However, the elderly doctor remained calm and composed, because soon two middle-aged men in black security uniforms ran over, forcibly separated the fighting couple, grabbed the man like a chick, and dragged him away on the spot.

"They really dare to put anything in their mouths."

Haruno Tsukasa exclaimed in amazement.

“Mr. Haruno, I assure you I have never had athlete’s foot!” Mizuno Naya hurriedly said from the side.

Haruno Tsukasa's face froze instantly. He glanced at the doctor not far away, his eyes shifting from astonishment to disgust.

In particular, it was noticeable that his hair had turned mostly white, but Mizuno Naa looked noticeably younger, and there was even a hint of looking at him like he was an animal in her eyes.

"Hmm... what does this have to do with me?"

Harano Tsukasa turned to look at Mizuno Naa.

"No, I didn't mean that."

Just as Mizuno Naya was about to say that it was absolutely healthy and odorless and safe to eat, she saw Haruno Tsukasa's expressionless face and immediately stopped talking.

"Doctor, please come and take a look."

Haruno Tsukasa sighed.

The doctor acted as if he hadn't heard.

His temples throbbed twice, and he suppressed the urge to explain before getting up and walking out.

Time slips away slowly like sand through your hand.

Two hours had passed since Mizuno Naa accidentally broke her leg while trying to avoid a camera. The afterglow of the setting sun gradually moved from the center of the mountain to the west, reflecting an orange glow on the stream.

Kannon-in Temple belongs to the Tendai-ji religious community and is famous for its red maple trees lining the approach and its traditional Japanese garden.

To be honest, this kind of scenery wouldn't even qualify as a tourist attraction in the Kanto region. But Tottori Prefecture is so poor that mountains make up 90% of its area, so it's already quite remarkable that it has temples. This is why Tottori Prefecture has been vigorously promoting the Tottori Sand Dunes, the only desert in Japan.

As evening approached, the setting sun turned even redder.

Mizuno Nami sat in a wheelchair.

Haruno Tsukasa pushed her along from behind.

"Mr. Yuanye, I'm so sorry to have troubled you. I'm afraid I can't be your guide."

“It’s fine to just wander around here. I’m not good at dealing with heat, so whether I go to the Tottori Sand Dunes or not doesn’t really matter to me.” Harano Tsukasa’s voice suddenly stopped.

"But you..."

[Wish object: Mizuno Nami]

[The wish list is as follows]

[1. I really want to speak up and fight for those three children's spots, but I'm clearly breaking the rules myself (blue)]

[2. Wishing Mr. Yuanye happiness (red)]

[3. I really hope I can go to Tokyo. The buildings there must be taller than those in Tottori, and the streets must be cleaner. Maybe I can find a good job there. It might be tiring, but I should be able to afford to eat lots of delicious food. (Blue)]

The pale red light curtain slowly disappeared from sight.

Haruno Tsukasa revised his wording.

Then, in a gentler tone, he asked:

"When I said I was leaving this morning, you seemed hesitant to speak. Is there something you want to tell me?"

“I…” Mizuno Naya was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then subconsciously raised her chin to look up at Harano Tsukasa, who was pushing her from behind. However, after the latter met her gaze, she shrank back like a quail.

“Since we’ve met, it must be fate. Just like you said last night, when you were going through the most difficult time, the charity foundation I created helped you, and it’s the same now. I’m in a pretty good mood. If you have any difficulties, you can bring them up without any worries.”

Haruno Tsukasa's voice continued, gentle like a fireplace in winter or willow branches by a river in spring.

Mizuno Naya was momentarily dazed.

She suddenly felt that she might have been a little too cautious. After all, what kind of bad person could someone who could establish a charitable foundation and actually hand out money to her? In addition, he had helped her in the middle of nowhere, even though he knew she was a stranger, and didn't care that the mud on her body was rubbing against his expensive and clean car.

Kindness, tolerance, and generosity.

It makes people feel reliable.

And you don't have to worry about them being bad people.

Even though they had only known each other for two days, Mizuno Naya felt that he was like a gentle elder.

For such people.

Even if one's demands are excessive.

It probably won't make him too angry.

The thought that perhaps all it takes is a single act of courage to remove the shackles on my back and roam freely in this world, even if it makes me a little shameless, is better than watching the opportunity slip away unnoticed.

Holding the wheelchair handles with her slender fingers, Mizuno Naa turned to the side and looked up again, gazing at Harano Tsukasa, whose smile was tinged with a hint of gray in his hair, and slowly began to speak:
"I really would like to ask you for a favor."

"Go ahead and tell me." "It's like this..."

As Mizuno Naa began to speak, Harano Tsukasa acted as a listener, pushing her slowly along the shore of Koyama Pond in Tottori City.

The lake water reflected a shimmering crimson hue.

The wind was also warm to a comfortable temperature.

After listening to Mizuno Nami's story, Harano Tsukasa looked down at her, whose eyes were filled with trepidation. He hesitated for a moment before organizing his thoughts and speaking:

"The gist of it is that the earthquake not only killed your father and mother, but also your uncle and aunt, and you are raising their three children, right?"

“That’s right,” Mizuno Naya nodded.

"Even if you raise all three children yourself, the government provides four to five million yen a year in subsidies for adoption families to cover living expenses. Plus, you don't have to pay tuition fees, you only need to cover meal and book costs. You shouldn't be in such dire straits, right?"

Japan has a very comprehensive welfare system.

This is especially true for orphans.

Especially after the population structure enters an aging phase.

For adopted orphans, the government provides the adoptive family with 108 million yen in child support and 62 yen in living expenses annually, and also covers medical expenses.

In places like Tokyo, you can apply for an additional 5000 yen per month for living expenses, and there are even more benefits in other areas.

“Normally that would be the case, but… none of those children want to be adopted, and I'm not qualified to adopt either, so I can only help them by working and using your charity fund…”

"Were they not included in the subsidy list?"

“No.” Mizuno Naya shook her head, her eyes slightly dim. “Back then, I also inquired with the staff in the town. The charity foundation staff refused on the grounds that they did not meet the requirements. The reason was that they were not old enough to be independent and did not want to be adopted, which did not meet the official funding procedures.”

“Over the past few years, I have sent many emails to the foundation’s staff, but their replies have all been that there is nothing they can do, as it is indeed not in accordance with regulations.”

“Actually, I know that things like this should be handled strictly according to rules and regulations, but those children are not young. They genuinely do not want to be raised. They are afraid of integrating into a new family and resist calling others 'Dad' and 'Mom.' I have tried to persuade them many times, but I have not been able to succeed.”

She has explained it very clearly.

Of course, Haruno Tsukasa could understand it.

In reality, the three children were not too young, had developed self-awareness, and did not want to become foster children in a stranger's home.

This is human nature.

There's really nothing that's hard to understand.

But a procedure is a procedure, and a rule is a rule.

If a program can be easily broken, then more people will exploit the loopholes, and with more people exploiting loopholes, the program will eventually break down, and the situation will be even worse.

Therefore, it is not wrong for the staff of the charity foundation not to overstep the regulations to provide assistance to those children. It is not appropriate to shift the blame onto them. After all, from another perspective, there must be giving in order to receiving. Since those children did not want to be adopted, they could not enjoy the assistance.

but…

From the perspective of justice and morality.

The original regulations were somewhat unreasonable.

Logically, the rules should not be changed easily.

But Haruno Tsukasa is the rule.

"So you want to ask me to arrange sponsorships for those three children, right?" he said after thinking for a moment.

“Yes…” After saying those words, Mizuno Naya had been observing Haruno Tsukasa's expression, afraid he would show displeasure. So when she saw him remain silent for a moment, her heart sank to the bottom, and she couldn't help but ask, “If you feel…”

"can."

"what?"

“I said yes.” Haruno Tsukasa’s nonchalant tone was like dropping two coins into a vending machine: “Go back and edit the specific identity information of those three children, make sure there are no mistakes, and then send me an email. I will arrange this matter.”

"Is it... really that simple?"

Mizuno Nami opened her mouth.

"Otherwise what? What other price do you want to pay in exchange?" Yuan Ye Si lowered his head and smiled at her upon hearing this.

“I thought…” For some reason, even though she was an elder in his heart, Mizuno Naya always felt shy when she looked at Harano Tsukasa.

Haruno Tsukasa knew what people like Mizuno Naa were thinking at this moment, just like Shigeshige back then. They always felt guilty for getting something they shouldn't have and wanted to make amends. However, this time he didn't want to suppress it in the same way as before.

“Normally, I believe in the dogma that you have to pay for what you get, but I’ve been in a pretty good mood these past few days, so I’ve reduced the cost for you.”

"Actually, there's no need for that. If there's anything you need me to do, I can agree to anything..."

Is there anything I need you to do?

Haruno Tsukasa asked a question in return.

Mizuno Naaya choked immediately.

Yes.

What can I do for Mr. Yuanye?

He's a big shot you only see on TV, he has so much money and so many girlfriends, what can I possibly do for him?

Such kindness can never be repaid.

It's still not over...

Seeing her sitting blankly in the wheelchair, seemingly at a loss, Yuan Ye Si changed the subject and asked, "Do you know how men usually pursue girls?"

Mizuno Naya's gaze gradually cleared.

But she didn't say anything.

Instead, she tilted her head back and pursed her lips.

Haruno Tsukasa continued, "Actually, pursuing a girl is very simple. You just need to take her to fun places, eat delicious food, and keep buying her gifts, and then..."

He paused deliberately.

"And then?" she asked instinctively.

"You'll know what skipping stones really means after that!"

"what…"

Seeing the bewildered look return to the child's face, Haruno Tsukasa couldn't help but chuckle as he continued:
"Therefore, I adhere to the principle of exchange. The more gratuitous the contribution, the less it is valued. When I established my charitable foundation, I instructed the management staff to add restrictions so that the past assistance would be repaid in various ways in the future."

"Although you deliberately delayed to receive more financial aid and that's why you didn't go to university, you did it not to exploit loopholes for your own benefit, but for the sake of others."

“You did a great job. I haven’t seen such a kind and good child as you in a long time. I said those things just now to tell you that the debt you have repaid has exceeded the assistance you received. So not only do I not intend to impose any restrictions on you or ask you to repay anything in the future, but I also intend to compensate you with something so that you can pursue your own life.”

I don't know when it started, but Mizuno Naya's eyes turned red, and glistening tears kept welling up in her eyes until they flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

But in an instant, she laughed again.

It was a smile of longing, a smile with glistening tears, a smile that seemed to release all pent-up grievances.

Wiping away the tear tracks that had run down her cheek from the corner of her eye with the back of her hand, Mizuno Naya sniffed her slightly red nose, trying her best to stop the tears from falling any further.

She actually wanted to cry.

But in the end, she bit her lip and held back.

Haruno Tsukasa took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her, then reached out to smooth the wind-blown, crimson hair that had been turned crimson by the setting sun.

Perhaps because her feelings were too complicated at the moment, even though she took the tissue, Mizuno Naya didn't want to wipe her eyes anymore. But she couldn't say the words of gratitude that were on the tip of her tongue. She could only keep looking at him. When Haruno Tsukasa saw that her eyes were red again as she held the tissue, he could only smile and wipe away her tears with his fingers.

Looking at Mizuno Naa, who was both wanting to laugh and unable to hold back her tears, Harano Tsukasa's heart was also stirred.

Perhaps this is how to use a wish list.

Go help those who deserve it.

To change the lives they shouldn't have had.

Ok…

Perhaps this is how their lives were meant to be.

But so what?

Since I've encountered myself with a wish list, perhaps this can be considered a kind of destiny.

Haruno Tsukasa wiped away her tears, gently supported her shoulders, turned her body back to a normal position, and then pushed her to continue walking towards the shore.

"You shouldn't have been trapped here in the first place."

"Let's go to Tokyo."

"That's where you should be."

(End of this chapter)