Tokyo: After years of stagnation, the heiress of the yakuza arrives.

"doctor?"

A huge question mark appeared above Amamiya Kaoru's head, and she stopped grilling the skewers in her hands.

The sounds from next door were significantly amplified by the walls of the private room, making it difficult to hear what was being said.

But she was absolutely certain that she hadn't misheard that tearful "Is there a doctor?" followed by the sounds of tables and chairs being moved, waiters talking frantically, and a woman breathing heavily. It didn't seem like something a typical customer would say after drinking too much.

Amamiya Kaoru tilted her head and listened intently for two seconds: "Kids, did you hear them calling for the doctor next door just now?"

Kuroba Shido is having a chicken meatball battle with Shimotsuki Airi, using chopsticks.

Two pairs of chopsticks, one on each side, held the same meatball, neither willing to let go. Big Black squatted beside them, chewing on a piece of unsalted chicken breast. The whole table, which had been transformed from an adult dinner party into a scene of kindergarten lunch distribution, gradually evolved into a gathering of children.

"I didn't hear it."

Kuroba Shido tightened his wrist slightly, pulling the chicken meatball half an inch closer to him: "Teacher, are you experiencing auditory hallucinations due to your age? I suggest you get rid of late nights, drink more hot water, go to bed early and get up early, and try to salvage your health before retirement."

"Waaah... This is mine!"

Shimotsuki Airi gripped the chopsticks with both hands and pulled back with all her might: "Uncle has already eaten a lot, you can't take food from a child!"

"What do you mean by 'grabbing'? This is some random chicken meatball from a meal deal. Whoever grabs it gets it. Social competition never gives way just because you're a primary school student. Kid, I'm teaching you about the cruel adult world in advance."

"That old man is such a cheapskate!"

"This is called thrift. When you grow up, you'll understand that behind a free chicken meatball lies life, hope, and the last spiritual support for a worker after a long day."

Airi Shimotsuki: "..."

Can't understand.

But it seems the evil uncle just doesn't want to let go.

As Amamiya Kaoru watched the two of them pontificating about a chicken meatball, a vein throbbed slightly on her forehead. "Stop fighting over it," she said. "I really heard someone next door screaming for help."

Shido Kuroba and Airi Shimotsuki both fell silent for a moment.

The neighborhood next door had also quieted down.

There were no screams.

There are no doctors.

The only sounds were the exhaust system running slightly inside the private room and the sizzling of chicken skin on the grill.

Kuroba Shido looked at Amamiya Kaoru: "Sensei, look, there's nothing there."

Taking advantage of the moment, Shimotsuki Airi exerted her strength, and the chicken meatball successfully escaped from Kuroba Shido's chopsticks, landing with a thud in the small plate in front of her. A victor's smile instantly appeared on her face.

Eat it all in one bite!

"Hehehe, you old geezer, fighting with a kid over things, how shameful..." Shimotsuki Airi activated her skill to taunt!

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

I love it!

You don't understand the real deal today. You really think your Uncle Kuroba is made of clay, right?

Amamiya Kaoru sat up straight again, stared at the wall for a few seconds, and began to doubt whether she had really misheard.

After all, I spent the whole day playing games with Shimotsuki Airi at home today, and I was repeatedly crushed by the computer on easy difficulty. My brain suffered serious damage, so it's not entirely inexplicable that I occasionally experienced auditory hallucinations.

She picked up the skewers, just about to continue eating.

"Is there a doctor here?!"

Another scream came from next door.

This time, not only Amamiya Kaoru heard it, but Kuroba Shido and Shimotsuki Airi also stopped what they were doing. The three of them looked at the wall in unison. Kuroba Shido, who still had a chicken breast in his mouth, also looked over there with his beady black eyes.

Amamiya Kaoru put down the skewers, her salty and lazy expression instantly disappearing: "Did you hear me this time?"

Kuroba Shido nodded: "I heard it. The sound was very penetrating. Judging from the volume, at least one person's soul should have already reached the Naihe Bridge toll station next door."

In fact, not only did he hear it, but Shido Kuroba also felt that it sounded strangely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Don't say such unlucky things."

Amamiya Kaoru stood up and brushed her long hair, which she had casually tied up during the day, back: "I'll go check on things. You guys wait here, don't wander off, and don't eat all the skewers."

"Don't worry, teacher."

A trustworthy seriousness appeared on Shido Kuroba's face: "Until you come back, I will strictly guard all the food for you, and I won't let any outsiders touch a single skewer."

Amamiya Kaoru glanced at the skewers he had moved in front of her: "I said you're not allowed to eat them all."

"Teacher, your trust in your students is chilling."

"I know you too well."

Amamiya Kaoru didn't waste any more time. She pushed open the door of the private room and walked out quickly. The waiters outside were also rushing to the next room. Several guests were already peeking out of the corridor, asking if someone had a problem.

The next private room was in complete chaos.

Yoshiko Sawamura lay on her side on the ground, her face gradually changing from flushed to an abnormal state.

With her hands tightly gripping her neck, her mouth open but unable to utter a complete sound, her yellow tiger ears tilted to one side, and her eyes rolled upwards. The great mother who was just about to sweep through the menu was now only a few more seconds away from truly enjoying herself.

Ritsuki Sawamura knelt beside her, her long pink hair cascading down. She gripped Yoshiko Sawamura's shoulders, her face pale with panic. "Auntie, what's wrong? Throw it out! What did you eat?!"

Yoshiko Sawamura: "Gah..."

She wanted to say sushi.

However, the food stuck in his throat completely blocked his airway, and he could only squeeze out a very faint sound from his throat. He kicked his legs twice more, but his movements were noticeably weaker than before.

The waitress next to them was also in a flurry of activity.

One person was contacting emergency services, another was holding a water cup and unsure whether to pour it into Yoshiko Sawamura's mouth, and someone else rushed into the corridor to ask if there were any medical personnel. The entire private room was in complete chaos.

"Don't feed it water!"

As Amamiya Kaoru entered through the door, she saw Sawamura Yoshiko's state and her tone instantly turned serious: "Everyone, move aside a bit, don't crowd around, keep the air circulating."

Upon hearing someone speak, the waiter immediately grasped at a straw: "Are you a doctor?"

"The school clinic doctor should keep the emergency line connected and tell the caller that the patient is conscious and that there is a suspected foreign object blocking the airway."

Amamiya Kaoru quickly went to Sawamura Yoshiko's side, knelt down to check her reaction: "Can you cough?"

Yoshiko Sawamura could only open her mouth, but couldn't cough anything up.

"Unable to cough effectively, the airway is basically blocked."

Amamiya Kaoru supported Sawamura Yoshiko with one hand and patted her shoulder with the other: "Blink when you can hear me."

Yoshiko Sawamura blinked with difficulty.

"Don't be afraid, cooperate with me."

After saying that, Amamiya Kaoru directly made Sawamura Yoshiko lean forward, supporting her chest with one hand, while the other hand made a series of powerful pats between her shoulder blades. The movements were clean and neat, without any of the laziness she usually showed when she was painting her nails or lounging on the sofa in the infirmary.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

Yoshiko Sawamura's body trembled, but the foreign object in her throat did not come out, and her complexion continued to worsen.

Ritsuki Sawamura knelt beside him, tears streaming down her face. "Doctor, what if my mother...?"

"Don't cry, step back a little."

Amamiya Kaoru interrupted her, helped Sawamura Yoshiko up, and hugged her waist from behind, placing one fist on her upper abdomen and the other hand over her fist: "She is still conscious. I will continue to treat her. You tell the waiter to prepare to guide the paramedics in."

Ritsuki Sawamura hastily wiped away her tears and immediately nodded, "Okay."

Amamiya Kaoru began to thrust rapidly inward and upward, each movement precise and distinct. Sawamura Yoshiko's body was pulled upward and vibrated, finally managing to squeeze out a few breaths, but she still couldn't return to normal breathing.

a bit.

Two times.

As the third impact landed, Yoshiko Sawamura bent forward sharply, and the bluefin tuna sushi in her mouth, which had almost achieved a triple kill, finally flew out, drawing a very brief arc in mid-air before landing with a thud in the empty plate for trash on the side of the table.

"Cough—cough cough cough!"

Air re-enters the lungs.

Yoshiko Sawamura knelt on the ground, coughing violently, tears and snot streaming down her face. Her soul, which had just been drifting to the edge of the Bridge of Helplessness, was forcibly dragged back by Kaoru Amamiya, who grabbed her by the yellow tiger's ears.

Great, he's become lively again!

Amamiya Kaoru didn't relax immediately, but kept her leaning forward to confirm that her breathing was gradually returning to normal. She then checked her consciousness and complexion: "Don't drink water right away. Breathe slowly first. Do you have any chest pain or other obvious discomfort?"

Yoshiko Sawamura coughed so hard she couldn't speak, and could only keep shaking her head.

Ritsuki Sawamura rushed over, wanting to hug him but hesitant to pull too hard, tears streaming down her face: "Auntie, you scared me to death! I thought you were really dead!"

Sawamura Yoshiko finally caught her breath, her voice weak: "Mom... almost... saw Great-Grandma..."

"Who told you to sneak some sushi!"

"Mom just wanted to... challenge herself..."

"You've already been defeated by sushi twice already, and you still want to challenge it!"

"This is the third time..."

"You're quite proud of yourself?!" Ritsuki Sawamura's chest heaved with anger.

Yoshiko Sawamura shrank her neck.

Having just regained her breathing, the great mother didn't have the strength to confront the defeated pink-haired girl head-on. She could only lean against the chair that Amamiya Kaoru had helped her over, her eyes red as she looked at her savior.

"Doctor..."

As soon as Amamiya Kaoru let go of her hand, she waved her hand and said, "No need to call me 'Doctor,' just call me Amamiya. Although the foreign object has come out, it's best to go to the hospital for a check-up, especially since you were short of oxygen and your abdomen underwent emergency treatment. You can't ignore any discomfort."

"Ms. Amamiya, thank you."

Ritsuki Sawamura stood up and bowed deeply to Kaoru Amamiya. Her emotions, which she had been holding back, completely crumbled, and tears streamed down her face. "Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come..."

Amamiya Kaoru couldn't stand this kind of scene.

Normally, dealing with minor injuries, fevers, or students faking illness to skip class at school is fine, but when suddenly a ridiculously beautiful pink-haired girl bows and thanks her while crying, she feels a little flustered. She raises her hand to pat the shoulder, but then realizes that the other person is a little taller than her, so she awkwardly lowers her hand.

"It's okay, don't cry. She's breathing normally now. The paramedics will check her again when they arrive."

Yoshiko Sawamura leaned back in her chair, finally calming down a bit. She was initially touched to hear her daughter crying so hard, but when Riki Sawamura turned her head, her eyes instantly turned extremely dangerous.

"Auntie"

"Um?"

"Didn't you say you didn't eat sushi?"

Yoshiko Sawamura: "..."

Why is there a piece of bluefin tuna in the trash can?

"It flew in by itself."

"Say it again?"

"Mom almost died just now, little pink-haired girl can't beat up the injured at this time."

Ritsuki Sawamura still had tears on her face, and her fists were clenched.

Yoshiko Sawamura quickly shifted her gaze back to Kaoru Amamiya, her expression becoming incredibly sincere: "Miss Amamiya, I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. From today onwards, you are my savior and a distinguished guest of the Sawamura family!"

Amamiya Kaoru: "No need to exaggerate like that..."

"Why not? I was just a hair's breadth away from enjoying myself."

Yoshiko Sawamura stood up, holding onto the table. Because her legs were still weak, she swayed a couple of times before Ritsuki Sawamura pushed her back into the chair.

"Sit still."

"Mom is showing respect to her savior."

"Are you preparing to fall again?"

Yoshiko Sawamura could only sit obediently, but she kept talking: "Ms. Amamiya, have you eaten? If not, stay here and eat with us. I'll pay for everything today. Order whatever you want, except for bluefin tuna."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

It seems that sushi has indeed left her with serious psychological trauma.

"My companion and I are right next door, we've only eaten half of our meal, it's okay."

"next door?"

Yoshiko Sawamura's eyes lit up: "That's even better! Let's invite everyone over to eat together. The private room is big enough to accommodate everyone!"

"No need, they're still waiting for me."

"Don't be so polite, my savior. If it weren't for you, Mom might be in heaven right now figuring out what Grandma eats."

Ritsuki Sawamura coldly added, "The first thing Grandma would do if she saw you is to beat you up."

Why?

"I'm ashamed of you."

Yoshiko Sawamura: "..."

The little pink-haired girl showed no tenderness whatsoever to her elderly mother, who had just escaped death.

The waiter confirmed that the paramedics would arrive soon and brought in fresh warm water and towels, and order was gradually restored in the private room.

Yoshiko Sawamura wiped her face clean, and her spirits began to lift quickly. Especially after learning that Kaoru Amamiya was just a school infirmary doctor, yet she was able to immediately step forward to save people under such circumstances, her gaze towards her became even closer.

"Ms. Amamiya, no, Mr. Amamiya, how old are you?"

Amamiya Kaoru's heart skipped a beat.

Dangerous problem.

"Eighteen years and a few months old."

Ritsuki Sawamura: "..."

waiter:"……"

Yoshiko Sawamura's eyes lit up as if she had met a kindred spirit: "What a coincidence! Mom is also eighteen years and a few months old!"

Ritsuki Sawamura slowly turned her head: "Old lady, say that again?"

"Eighteen years and two hundred months is also considered eighteen years and a few months, which is perfectly valid from a mathematical perspective."

Amamiya Kaoru paused for a moment.

This was the first time she had met someone who could so naturally extend the concept of zero months to over two hundred months, and say it with such confidence. For some reason, she felt like she had found a kindred spirit in a foreign land.

Yoshiko Sawamura, sensing approval in her expression, immediately patted Kaoru Amamiya's shoulder: "Ms. Amamiya, what a coincidence! We're both young and beautiful girls, only eighteen years and a few months old. You even saved my mother's life today. Why don't we become sworn sisters right here and now, and share all our good fortune? You can have the sushi first!"

Amamiya Kaoru: "???"

Was that last sentence a thank you or a murder plot?

Ritsuki Sawamura's face darkened: "Old lady, don't casually become sworn brothers with someone you've just met."

"What do you mean, 'first time meeting'? Teacher Amamiya just rescued Mom from Grandma's clutches; they're practically brothers!"

"You almost sent yourself there."

"The process is not important, only the result matters."

Amamiya Kaoru was about to return to the next room, but Sawamura Yoshiko was overly enthusiastic, asking the waiter to add more dishes, asking what she liked to eat, and even taking out her phone to book all the high-end private rooms in the restaurant for the next year as a way of thanking her for saving her life.

Amamiya Kaoru quickly stopped her, saying, "Really, it's not necessary. I just did what I was supposed to do, and my friend and a little kid are waiting for me next door."

"child?"

Yoshiko Sawamura got even more excited: "Then call them over quickly. It's so lonely for a child to eat alone. When Liyue was little, she was also most afraid of eating alone."

Ritsuki Sawamura: "I'm not afraid."

"When you were little, you couldn't find your mother and cried while holding your rice bowl..."

"Shut up."

"Okay."

Amamiya Kaoru realized that she couldn't leave for the time being, so she could only sit down and wait for the paramedics to check on Sawamura Yoshiko and make sure she was okay before going back.

The next private room.

Kuroba Shido and Shimotsuki Airi have already settled the issue of who owns the chicken meatball.

The specific method was that Shimotsuki Airi successfully ate the chicken meatball, while Kuroba Shido took advantage of her looking down to steal the remaining half of the children's bird cookie, completing a precise counterattack by an adult against an elementary school student.

"Ugh...you awful old man, that's mine!"

"You've already finished your pudding. You can't be too greedy, kid. This cookie is a public resource on the table. I'm just helping the restaurant reduce food waste."

"It was definitely taken from my plate!"

"By placing your plate on a public table, you are demonstrating that you have voluntarily relinquished your private ownership of it."

Shimotsuki Airi glared at him angrily.

Kuroba Shido chewed.

The cookies weren't very sweet.

But things you snatch always taste better than things you buy yourself.

Big Black sat to the side watching the two, one big and one small, glare at each other. It silently clutched its chicken breast tightly in its paws, to prevent the big boss from finding another little brother to collect taxes from after it had finished robbing the little kid.

A few more minutes passed, and Amamiya Kaoru still hadn't returned.

Kuroba Shido swallowed the last of the biscuits and looked towards the door of the private room: "Why hasn't the teacher returned yet?"

Shimotsuki Airi snorted and pulled the empty plate to her lap: "Maybe someone next door really is sick."

"The doctor is so slow in seeing patients, no wonder the teacher lies on the sofa in the infirmary every day. He is waiting for the patients to recover on their own."

"You can't say that about Xiaoyu."

"You good-for-nothing brat, now you know how to defend your teacher? Who was it at home who said they'd rather die than eat her cooking?"

Airi Shimotsuki: "..."

These are two separate things.

Xiaoyu can be a good doctor.

It could also be a kitchen terrorist.

The two are not in conflict.

Kuroba Shido picked up his phone and glanced at the time. He then listened intently. There were no more cries for help from next door, only occasional voices and laughter. It didn't sound like a medical malpractice scene; rather, it sounded like a group of people had already sat down and were chatting.

Go and see what the teacher is doing.

Shimotsuki Airi looked up: "Why me?"

"Because your uncle has a limp and difficulty moving around, as a primary school student with all four limbs intact, you should take the initiative to help people with disabilities."

"The uncle was very quick when he was grabbing the chicken meatballs."

"That's the upper body; what Uncle lacks now is lower body mobility."

Shimotsuki Airi glanced at his cane.

Makes sense.

Moreover, Xiaoyu had indeed been gone for some time, and she was a little worried. Shimotsuki Airi put down her chopsticks, climbed down from her seat, and looked back at Kuroba Shido before leaving.

"Uncle, don't you dare steal my rice balls!"

"Don't worry, Uncle isn't that kind of person."

Shimotsuki Airi's eyes grew even more wary: "Big Black, keep an eye on him for me."

Big Black stopped, still holding the chicken breast.

It glanced at Shimotsuki Airi.

Then he looked at his own boss.

Finally, he silently lowered his head, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

Let it supervise the boss?

What's the difference between this and sending Benbo Ba to kidnap Tang Sanzang and his disciples?

Who, me?

What a joke.

Do you think your whole family still wants to make a living in Tokyo?

After Shimotsuki Airi left, Kuroba Shido immediately focused his gaze on the remaining half of her rice ball, carefully observing it for a few seconds before ultimately not reaching for it.

It wasn't a sudden pang of conscience.

The main concern is that if the money-losing brat comes back and starts yelling, it will affect his ability to continue eating free skewers, which would be a case of penny-wise and pound-foolish and not in Kuroba Shido's long-term interests.

Five minutes passed.

Airi Shimotsuki did not return.

Ten minutes passed.

They still haven't come back.

Kuroba Shido sat alone in the private room. Dahei had finished eating and was resting on his special cushion. The temperature of the grilled skewers on the table was gradually dropping, and the sounds of a woman talking and a child could be heard from next door from time to time.

child?

Kuroba Shido slowly raised his head, put down his chopsticks, and glanced outside.

"None of them are reliable; I guess I'll have to go there myself!"

Big Black: "Squeak?"

"You stay here and watch the skewers. Don't touch them if anyone comes in, especially the waitresses. If they dare to take a skewer away, remember their face and take legal action when you get back. Maybe you can even get a free meal..." Kuroba Shido thought to himself.

Big Black sat up from the cushion.

Guarding the food.

He is familiar with this task.

"Also, don't sneak any food with seasoning."

Big Black's outstretched paw stopped in mid-air and silently retracted.

Kuroba Shido adjusted his cane and limped out of the private room.

The corridor outside had returned to quiet, and the guests who had been peeking out to see what was going on had returned to their rooms. Only a few staff members were talking quietly at the door next door, one of whom was holding the examination records left by the paramedics, confirming that the patient was currently out of danger.

He didn't immediately think of the house next door.

After all, Amamiya Kaoru is a doctor, so it's normal for her to be called to another private room for emergency treatment. Shimotsuki Airi might have been stopped by the waiter or gotten lost in the restroom. Although this good-for-nothing brat usually acts very smart, a primary school student's brain can sometimes become randomly smooth.

Kuroba Shido went to the restroom first to take a look around.

no one.

I continued searching along the corridor toward the lobby, asking a waiter if he had seen a cute little girl with a small bag, who didn't seem particularly bright.

The waiter hesitated for a moment: "A little girl did enter the next private room just now, but she seemed very smart."

"Appearances can be deceiving," Kuroba Shido explained "kindly."

waiter:"……"

The waiter didn't know how to answer.

Kuroba Shido, leaning on his cane, returned the way he came. He didn't stop at the door of his own private room, but continued to move to the next room. The wooden door of the private room was not completely closed, and the voice of Amamiya Kaoru could be heard from inside.

"You really don't need to be so polite, I've already eaten."

Then came Shimotsuki Airi's voice: "Yu, this chicken skewer is delicious."

Amamiya Kaoru: "Didn't you come to tell me to go back?"

"But this lady said it's edible, much better than that stingy, smelly old man..."

Ritsuki Sawamura's voice rang out: "It's okay, we ordered too much anyway, it would be a waste if we couldn't finish it."

Kuroba Shido stopped at the door.

Good guy.

While he was diligently guarding the crappy meal next door, the teacher and the money-losing brat actually opened a second canteen here, and judging from the noise, they've already become friends with the unfamiliar customers.

unacceptable.

I eat alone without him.

Without even checking who was in the room, Kuroba Shido reached out and pulled open the half-closed wooden door: "Teacher, brat, you two came for the second round without even telling me..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Inside the private room, Yoshiko Sawamura had just been checked by paramedics and confirmed to have no serious problems for the time being. She had fully recovered and put her yellow tiger ears back on. With one hand, she affectionately patted Kaoru Amamiya's shoulder, while the other held up a can of soda. She was excitedly studying the specific procedures for the sworn brotherhood ceremony.

"Amamiya-chan, from today onwards, we are sisters despite not having the same father. I'll protect you in Tokyo if you need anything. If anyone dares to bully you, just say Sawamura Yoshiko's name!"

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

How did they go from being sworn brothers to being biological sisters?

Ritsuki Sawamura sat next to the grill, her pink cat ears still on her head, flipping chicken skewers with tongs in her hand. Airi Shimotsuki sat on a small chair next to her, intently watching the chicken wings on the grill gradually change color. In front of the two of them were freshly portioned side dishes and desserts.

The wooden door was fully opened.

Everyone in the private room looked up at the same time.

Kuroba Shido remained in the position of pushing the door open, glanced at Sawamura Yoshiko who was patting Amamiya Kaoru's shoulder, then glanced at Sawamura Ritsuki who was grilling skewers with Shimotsuki Airi, and finally slowly lowered his head to look at the yellow tiger ears and pink cat ears on the heads of the two people.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Is it too late for me to take back my move? I'll even look at the results. Please, give me another chance, I'm a student!

grass!!!