One morning five years ago (1989), on a certain sidewalk.

"Huh???" Takeda looked at Fujiwara in confusion.

"..." Fujiwara sighed and looked at Takeda helplessly. "You won't really forget, will you?"

"I really forgot..." Takeda said in a panic.

"Then why don't you go buy it?" Fujiwara squinted. "The store is just across the road."

"Okay," Takeda glanced across the road and nodded. "Just wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Watching Takeda run onto the crosswalk from the green zebra crossing signal, Fujiwara shook his head. "Idiot..."

He has been so reckless since he first met him in elementary school six years ago, and he still hasn't calmed down even a little bit. Obviously today the violin club said that they would prepare a special staff book, and he also likes this club very much.

——The reason why Fujiwara knew that Takeda was going to use the staff today was because he was also dragged into this club by this guy——This guy actually forgot about this...

At this moment, a slight exclamation brought Fujiwara back to his senses - the exclamation seemed to come from someone who had just stopped.

Fujiwara looked at the man, but didn't understand what he was exclaiming.

"Bang!" A dull collision sounded.

"?" When Fujiwara turned his head in the direction of the sound, he saw a familiar person.

A car passed through the pedestrians on the zebra crossing at a crazy speed, and Takeda was lying on the hood of the car.

"!!!" Fujiwara felt his mind go blank for a moment.

…

When he came to his senses, he was already leaning against the wall outside the ICU ward - he told his teacher, then skipped class and stayed with Takeda in the hospital with Takeda's parents.

At this moment, the doctor came out of the ICU. "Excuse me, are the family members of the 12-year-old patient Takeda here?"

"Doctor, my son..." Takeda's mother was interrupted by the doctor before she could finish her question.

"The patient's condition is very bad - his legs and body were broken in many places, his internal organs were seriously damaged, and his skull was also damaged to a certain extent." The doctor said seriously. "So we are now sending you a notice of critical condition of this patient.

"

"..." Takeda's mother's body seemed to suddenly lose strength, but Takeda's father next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands to support her.

"Doctor," Takeda's father asked. "What about... Inuko's hope of survival..."

"0.1%," the doctor replied after a moment of silence. "For this kind of extremely serious multi-organ damage, there is no precedent for successful treatment in the world. The survival rate is about this probability, and it is very likely that the body will be left behind.

Disability.”

Fujiwara lowered his head, pursed his lips, and dug his nails deeply into his skin.

…

In the bathroom, Fujiwara took a handful of water with his hands and smeared it on his face.

Anxiety, panic, and uncontrollable hesitation.

This was Fujiwara's first close contact with the word "death" and its meaning, and for a child, this was too early.

The cold water leaked from the fingertips. Gradually, the cold water became warm, and slight sobs also sounded.

"Your name is Fujiwara, right?" At this moment, a playful female voice came.

"!" Fujiwara's first reaction was to wipe off the water stains on his face with his hands, and then looked at the woman behind him through the glass in front of him.

The woman behind him was leaning on the tiles on the other wall. She was wearing black clothes, a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses. She was looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" Fujiwara turned around, leaning against the sink and looking at the woman.

"Are your eyes red from crying?" The woman did not answer, but continued to ask. "It seems that the child named Takeda is very important to you, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Fujiwara was stunned for a moment and quickly turned his head to look at himself.

The red color around the eyes cannot be hidden from the eyes of interested people.

"How about making a deal with me?" The woman tilted her head and looked at Fujiwara with a smile.

"What deal?" Fujiwara asked after glancing at the exit from the bathroom.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you." The woman took off her sunglasses, and her kind eyes immediately stabilized Fujiwara's mind. Then, she moved a few steps in the opposite direction to the exit, allowing Fujiwara to continue to relax.

"However, my chips are very tempting, so tempting that you can't refuse."

"What chips?" Fujiwara asked.

"Provide your friend Takeda with better medical treatment," the woman smiled and stretched out a finger. "The medical equipment in the hospital here is not as good as you think. We can provide Takeda with better medical equipment."

."

"Are you serious?" Fujiwara asked in surprise. "Can you provide Takeda with better treatment? What are the chances that he will survive this serious injury?"

"According to the injury of that little guy -" the woman said mid-sentence, suddenly noticing that Fujiwara's eyes were a little strange. "Don't look at me like this, I have more energy than you think, and I naturally know your friend's current body.

Condition. If his current condition is that his heart, kidneys and liver are severely damaged, the success rate should be more than 99%, and the chance of complete recovery is probably more than 30%."

"Is it true?" Fujiwara's eyes widened. "How could you do this?"

"I said it, can you understand it?" the woman asked.

"But I want to hear it," Fujiwara replied. "I'm at least responsible for my friend's safety."

"He is really a child who values ​​friendship," the woman said with a smile. "Okay, then let me tell you something. I don't know if you can understand it."

"We have a very complete set of artificial life-support equipment over there, so no matter what happens in the end, we can at least save his life. And we also have a very close relationship with the most experienced medical person in organ transplantation in Japan.

A close cooperative relationship. As long as you can promise me one thing, I will immediately arrange for your friend to be transferred to another hospital to receive better treatment."

"Me?" Fujiwara frowned. "What do you want me to promise?"

Fujiwara knows that he actually has value that can be exploited - his father is a chaebol in the gem industry, so he has very abundant financial resources. If he plans to use him as a breakthrough to target his father...

Depending on the situation, if he just wants a sum of money, he might really help - in the worst case, if he is faked kidnapped once, he will pay a ransom of 100 to 200 million without even needing to withdraw money, as long as he uses part of the cash, it will be enough.
Chapter completed!