Part 15

I woke up again at the right time for me thanks to the system and went to make breakfast, it was incredibly nice to know that I did not have to brush my teeth, and morning problems like going to the toilet and waking up disappeared because of the system, I can say that I got used to it and it would be quite difficult to get used to it.

It was also unpleasant to realize that the development in other areas has decreased because of the roommates as I can no longer work actively at night and therefore the development of skills and characteristics has decreased significantly, but also could not be happier that the medical skills do not stop growing because of constant practice. But if you put a little more brainpower, it's pretty easy to figure out how to develop the rest of the skills.

And, logically, I already had a plan for that. I just need to save up some money and buy a tablet or preferably a laptop, and with it I could easily develop many other skills and directions that were inaccessible to me, also it would be easy enough to beg Igarashi-san to stay on the night shift, where you can do the same and even more actively.

If you think about it even a little bit, why do I need to bring all this up? All these skills, characteristics, talents. I can't think of many people in this world who might pose a threat to me, and the strongest, most dangerous one here is Izuru, who might not show up because of me, and might not even be the "Most massive, terrible and tragic event in the entire history of Hope Peak Academy", but everything else is after him. As it is, the forces in this world are a little higher than human. There's practically no magic in the world, and no one is above stone in the physical plane. People like Mukuro can pose a threat, but if I just improve into an Ultimate Fighter to the max, then there's practically no one to pose a threat to me. So why do I need all this?

I like it. I didn't have to dig around in my heart and found the answer right away. I just simply love it. Every level, every skill, every characteristic that gets upgraded makes me incredibly happy. All the things that become available to me after that, you can create so much, explore, help people. To develop and improve in all directions and reach incredible heights in them. All this unlimited potential that the system gives me, it would just be the level of maximum stupidity, if I did not develop in all the directions that I can. With a new lease on life hunting to accomplish so much and have time to do so much, there may not be another chance.

After accepting this simple thought, a satisfied smile came out on my face, I felt standing much easier, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders as I admitted to myself. And with that smile I went to wake up Mukuro, who would finish her morning chores much quicker than ------- who would sit in the shower for half an hour, which made Mukuro have to wait, it was already a proven pattern.

Watching a sleepy Mukuro walk towards the shower room rubbing her eyes, walking to the kitchen and checking on the state of the food I waited another five minutes hearing the sound from the bathroom begin to subside, so it was safe to go and wake up ------. As I walked into my former room, I unconsciously looked around and noticed that my purely masculine room, which had only the most basic things, was starting to take on female outlines, and already sitting on the bed was ------ in her pajamas with bears and her hair mussed up in all directions.

"Good morning Yasuke!" - she immediately said hello to me when she saw me, and she had a smile on her face that could light up the whole room.

"Morning." - It was impossible not to smile back at that smile of hers. "Mukuro almost done, so let's get up."

She just nodded at my words and got up from the bed and then immediately started to make it up, and as I was leaving the room, I crossed paths with Mukuro who was also about to go into the room ------. After skipping her, I went to the kitchen to continue making breakfast. Which basically didn't take long and I went to lie down on the couch.

As strange as it may sound, but half an hour passed pretty quickly and here I felt like someone jumped on me lying there, which was quite unpleasant, but knowing someone who can afford it, then the whole unpleasantness disappears completely. When I opened my eye, I saw an already groomed ------ and with the canonical two tails on her head.

"Let's go eat." - she told me in a whisper, leaning right up to my ear, and her plank-shaped body was touching mine, so I could hear and feel the frantic sound of her heart.

And it was hard to tell what her heart was pounding because of the fact that she had to go eat now or the fact that she was pressing quite hard against me. All I had to do was nod at this strange lunge from her and stand up while holding her against me so she wouldn't fall. After putting her on the floor, I stood up myself after that.

After that we went to the table where Mukuro was already waiting for us, who had already put all the food on plates. The following process was nothing exciting and was, what everyone does several times a day, namely eating. When we finished, it was time to go out, so while I washed the dishes after eating, the girls left to get dressed.

Well, as usual it happens, I finished much faster and was already standing dressed at the exit. Despite the fact that their choice of clothes was not particularly great, but they both still managed to get ready for quite a long time. And then finally I heard a few pairs of footsteps, and then the owners of those footsteps appeared.

I don't know why, but when I saw them both the first thing that came to mind were the same ones when I first met them. When they were both not looking their best and there were signs of malnutrition on their faces. Now it was safe to say that they had both blossomed compared to what they had been and even Mukuro who had chosen the same masculine style of clothing looked like a cute girl, and ------- was out of the question. She definitely became a dozen times more beautiful, with clean and shiny hair, and in clothes without patches you could definitely tell that she was starting to exude some kind of light around her and that attracted people.

"You both look just fine." - Unknowingly, a compliment escaped my mouth.

Both girls reacted to these words in much the same way, both dropping their flushed cheeks to the floor, the only difference being that Mukuro also turned her back on me. Which looked pretty cute compared to all the coldness she exuded toward me, but they both got over it pretty quickly and a dozen seconds later started getting dressed for the exit.

"All right. Ladies first." - I showed a little more gentlemanly manner.

When I opened the door, I let them both go ahead of me, and then I walked out after them, remembering, of course, to close the door behind me. We walked to school together and of course I walked ahead of them, as they didn't know where to go from my home, so I had to lead them. Strange as it may sound, I saw passersby staring at both of us, perhaps it was because I looked as if I had come from the street and was walking with two noble girls, or perhaps it was because ------ was really getting prettier, making passersby stare at it.

But the way to school was no different, and we walked the rest of the way quietly. When I got to the school, I realized that not much had changed compared to what it was and this time the children, too, were staring at ------ with their eyes fixed. And under this atmosphere we reached the classroom, where I first crossed paths with Mori-san, who looked me over from head to toe, and then walked over to the girls and nodded something in her thoughts.

Taking this as a sign that it was okay to enter the classroom the three of us went to our seats, Mukuro sat in the farthest part of the classroom as usual, me to my favorite window seat, and ------ next to me. You could tell that everything was back to normal. Only I personally miss the book, so for the first time in several years I will probably have to study in class, which must be completely boring.

That's basically what happened, it was incredibly boring and boring, they even took me to the blackboard a couple of times to solve an example or answer a question, which was the first time since I started studying, maybe they just noticed that I was finally not sitting in a book and would answer what they called me, otherwise I wouldn't normally pay attention to it, for which I have no regrets.

The only thing that amused me today was the way the kids came up and tried to get to know or talk to ------ and Mukuro, mostly ------ of course, but Mukuro also got some attention that matched her humble nature and answered with a stammer while being confused with almost every word, whereas ------ was just at ease and talked to everyone as if they were all thick as thieves so she immediately became the center of the class.

Despite their different characters and behaviors, you could see a common ground between them both and that ground was their eyes. Eyes that splashed with contempt for the people they were talking to and it made a surprising amount of sense. I don't know what went through the children's heads, but the general disregard and quiet contempt, disappeared as if it had never happened. But luckily, they were both pretty smart and didn't send them as far away as possible.

And that's about how this school day came to an end. And its end was quite different from the one around us, or rather around ------, with a bunch of kids walking beside her, trying to talk to her and not embarrassingly calling them friends. Before I left the school, I noticed a look of accomplished revenge from Mori-san out the window. Well yes, she must have been pleased that coming back made me so uncomfortable.

But the good thing is that I don't have to get involved and go along with it because of my plans, so leaving my sisters with their fans when I said goodbye to them, the children who surrounded us looked at me with hostility. Well ------ and Mukuro were on the same page, but it was more like they were looking at me like I was a traitor.

When I got a decent distance away from that crowd, I tried to remember if I'd given ------ a spare key to the apartment. And whether they would have to wait for me until the evening at the door, but having dug in my memory I remembered something like that moment and with peace of mind I was able to go further.

After a short time, I was finally standing at the familiar place that I hadn't visited for a week already, namely Arata-san library. After standing for a few more minutes preparing myself to receive a lot of anger and scorn in my direction. I would also have to apologize to him for the fact that I probably wouldn't visit him that often, firstly because of work of course, and secondly of course because I would soon have access to the internet, where I could get much more knowledge and if I was lucky, practice. But Arata-san has always been quite a wise man, so he should probably understand my situation.

(Slight time lapse)

Leaving the library with a clear conscience already, I headed for home. It was just as I suspected, first he yelled at me, as always. He yelled and scorned me, and it was all at the same time. Experience, what can I say. And after he was sure that I was all right, both externally and internally, he bothered to ask me where I was. I didn't want to hide anything, so of course I told him everything.

He nodded his head in agreement and said yes, a couple of times, but I had a strange suspicion about the whole thing, and it was confirmed almost immediately after I finished my story, he kicked me in the back of the head with considerable force, which even gave me a notice [-15 health], which was pretty powerful for an old stump. Then he kicked me again, called me a monkey, retarded, retarded and a jerk. But I knew full well that it was all about excitement for me.

After he calmed down, he started asking questions that touched on everything. While he was asking me questions, I took out of my briefcase [Inventory] the books that had been in my possession for a week and the deadline had already passed. In that time, he had already had time to ask me a bunch of questions, and after that he had already moved on to support me by saying that he didn't doubt me and I could handle everything. At the same time, along the way, he was giving advice on various things, teaching me how to do the right thing there and what to do in such cases.

But the most meaningful moment for me was when I was about to leave, he had already realized that the time I would be spending here would be greatly reduced because I had left and had not taken any new books with me. This conversation was not even approached or hinted at, he sort of was, realized in the middle of the conversation himself, and by the end it was more like goodbye than like I was going to stop sitting here every day late.

And just then, as I was about to leave, I felt someone's hand resting on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Arata-san who was holding his face down and not understanding what was going on I had to turn around completely and already at that moment his old man's arms embraced me and already my arms squeezed his back in return. It was an embrace of support and letting go, as if a mother bird were nudging her chick to finally take off and build its own life.

Still my mind noted a strange contradiction in this moment, when my hands crossed his I unconsciously looked at his hands, which were full of veins and veins, it was obvious that they were the hands of a fairly old man, and the gray in his hair did not even give off white in a cool way, but was already dark gray, wrinkled face on which there were visible drops of tears. And next to this standing, young, sweet, beautiful, with milky smooth skin and dark pre-dark hair. The beginning and the end of the journey of human life.

In the wake of this philosophical moment, our hands parted and I turned and walked away without once looking back. My face was overflowing with a strange confidence that was bestowed upon me by other people what other people put into you when they believe in you. And when you know that there are people who are in the foundation of your development, you know that this foundation will be indestructible because it is not built on you and because of you alone.

With these thoughts I returned home with confidence, with even more motivation and the desire to develop everything quickly.

(Missing time by a few years.)

"Happy Birthday Yasuke!!!" - came a familiar voice through the dream.

[Notification!]

And already afterwards I felt something fall on me or it would be more accurate to say someone, namely myself ------ ------ in person. And as you could understand I turned eleven today and only one year left before I finally go to high school, finally. True there will be given homework and no one there will not know me so well and let much, but, when do I care? Right no time.

"Yeah yeah yeah." - I had to answer something and pushed ------ to the other side of the couch. "Thank you so much."

There was a warmth in my voice, unlike my usual moments, today. As I stood up, I had already looked around completely and saw Mukuro who had also wished me a happy birthday, and in her hands was a cake with "Happy Birthday Yasuke!" written in red letters, and eleven candles proudly flaunting around the inscription.

"Do you like it?" - came a voice from my side. "I made it myself."

"It looks beautiful, and we'll soon see how it tastes." - I said.

I didn't lie one bit when I said it. She must have spent a whole week practicing and baking different spices for the day and all of that was very good, so the cake must have tasted good too. Also, let's not forget how many times she has cooked and her experience and cooking skills have clearly been able to step up from the first time and she is already, if not surpassed me, then definitely near me.

As I watched the girls walk away towards the dining room, I looked around to see that the room was decorated in a festive style, which meant that they had woken up a few hours early to decorate, good thing it was a day off or they would have been trying to sleep at the desk all day. No, of course we celebrated the girls' birthdays, but only ------ had a sense of beauty among the three of us, and only she had the conscience to get up early and decorate the apartment. Usually, I just buy a whole table of sweets and a cake to order, and today even for her it was too much.

But whatever it was, we had to get up. Rising already from my native couch, I closed my laptop, which showed a window with the program code. Oh, my sweet laptop, how nice it was to buy it, of course then I had to buy two more, and mine was only at night, after all, the girls were also interested in the Internet and to surf wherever possible. And yet how did I like to buy it or rather buy the Internet to him, the development of skills went just unbelievably fast when you can find in a moment any information you need, read it, and then practice or watch videos of other people doing it, greatly accelerate development. When watching something done by others of course not so quickly grow skills, if I did everything myself, but to learn how to survive in the room I certainly could not. By such unsophisticated actions I was able to develop a new Ultimate, namely "Ultimate Programmer", which I received a couple of months ago.

When at three in the morning a solemn sound rang in my ears, I almost gave birth to bricks on the spot, but after figuring out what was going on I almost screamed with joy, and after that I already went to deal with how it happened. As strange as it may sound, in order to get an Ultimate, you have to raise three skills to the maximum. And programming was pretty easy in that, you just had to read a couple of books, and then sit up all night at your laptop and write whatever came to mind. And you had to do it all over again for a couple of months.

Standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth to look normal, not standing out from other people, and thinking back, I wanted to see "Ultimate Programmer" again, so I did.

[Ultimate Programmer].

[Description: You are an Ultimate Programmer. You have reached an incredible level in programming. 0 and 1 have become your second family. There are no more limitations for you in the computer world. If you want to write something, you will write it, whether it's artificial intelligence or a program to fly to another universe].

[Bonuses: All programming skills grow twice as fast. You understand every line of code and what writing it will lead to. You can't make a mistake in your code and you can catch it in an instant in others].

There's also no shortage of new skills.

[Third hand.]

[Description: your typing speed is at an obscene level. You can write on the keyboard at 1,000 characters per minute.]

[Bonus: you know the exact location of all the keys on the keyboard.]

And damn. Unlike my Ultimate Physician, all of this has gone beyond superhuman levels, and when you consider that typing speed also adds up to skills, you get something obscene. My typing speed had gone to great levels and had long since surpassed the Guinness record from my past world, which was 1060 characters per minute. The description was quite understandable, especially when you remember that girl, or was he the one pretending to be a girl. Shit don't remember something like that anymore. When you have a pretty active new life going on, all the past just wears itself out.

Of course, I could have written everything down in the system, there was a notebook after all, but it didn't occur to me at first, and now later it didn't make sense, maybe it's not necessary anymore, and if it is, I can deal with everything myself, well I hope so. I'm 1000000% sure I don't use all the functions of the system to the max and haven't even discovered all of them, but I really don't think I need anything else. In this world, I'm fine with what I have now.

So where was I before those unpleasant thoughts... and right, about that man of indeterminate gender proving that creating artificial intelligence is possible, and I with the system should have no problem with it anymore and means that everything that was written here was true. I certainly have no desire to create artificial intelligence yet, but that's just for now and I have several plans for it, and I will also need artificial intelligence, but it will take more than a laptop.

Unconsciously I looked at the other windows I had open. And here, of course, there were pleasant moments, too, but there were also many unpleasant ones. The first was what caught my eye stats and with a level that said 15, which is quite an improvement over past years and of course all could not be as good as it seemed in reality and the downside was that the number of experience points that need to get to the next level increased and rose to 200, which greatly reduced the rate of pumping in levels, but despite this, it was even logical and was similar to how things work in other games and most likely upon reaching level 20 the number of points

But with all the skills and directions in the world I think to raise all of this will not be a problem, after all, even such a skill as programming has several different skills and for each programming language can get experience points, and as I remember there are tens of thousands of experience languages, at least so was in my past world, but if here coincided C++? Java and Python, why can't there be others? Of course, I could do that, but I won't. I'm doing it not for leveling up and certainly not to brag to other people, but for me personally, and I don't need such a huge amount of experience, unless of course I'm trying for [Free points].

The number of which at the moment was 45, but I still did not have need to spend them and without their help was already able to reach one of the characteristics of 100, more precisely in agility, but to my regret I have nothing because of this, perhaps it was certainly because these 100 units were achieved with my legendary shirt and had to finish his personal characteristics to 100, but it could certainly be that I just was not lucky and such features in the system was not. Which was frustrating. Of course, I don't need it much, but I still want it.

"Yasuke!!!" - came a girlish voice on the other side of the door. "Did you fall asleep in there? I want to eat cake!"

"Five minutes and I'm out." - I soothed my heart at ------.

After a bunch of time, I finally stopped brushing my teeth and started rinsing my mouth, continuing to think about the system. This thing is weird, of course. Gives me knowledge in some areas out of thin air, gives me unlimited development and removes all human needs, also everything about skills, abilities and talents makes this thing incredible. If you really think about it, most of all this [System] is similar to what was in Skyrim and it's not much different and gives almost the same opportunities that Dovakin had, so I think that everything is within reason and even looks normal, if you remember what some people get [Game Store].

Having washed my face with my practically unchanged hands and at most smoothed my hair, which managed to grow to shoulder height, I was ready to go out to eat cake, but of course the fact that with the raising of characteristics my appearance will not change and I will always look like a teenager with a slim figure, which will probably quietly break the iron pipes, a little confused. But I'm basically hoping at least for abs on my stomach.

After finally getting out of the shower room, I went to the kitchen, where the sisters were already waiting for me sitting at the table, which was filled with different kinds of sweets prepared by ------. Looking at them, we can safely say that they began to look even better, proper nutrition and good sleep can change anyone, but in what direction, it is already necessary to determine the person. And their even greater flowering began to notice not only me but also other people, the girls are already beginning to be jealous of them and to my surprise again to ------ which began to grow breasts and was larger than what could provide the rest, but if you remember what she had at the time of the first part, and if you think about it, that it was not the end so to speak her development, they had to grow even more.

It was also quite comparable to puberty in girls who started at the age of 8 or 9, which is why they started to be interested in boys, or rather, in me. Harem is of course interesting, but after about 10 years it is desirable, also Mukuro probably wasn't interested in me, but if, so to speak, went as a set with ------. But unlike me, who already knew what and how was going on and with a system that suppressed something so unnecessary or even gave me no such thing in my body, then the other boys clearly began to pay much more attention to them and in their lockers began to appear cliched letters with love messages, at that point like mine with a death wish. I didn't care, of course, but ------ was obviously angry, but she tried not to show it. Of course, it was not only this that made her angry, but also the same love letters from the girls I had in my box, but seeing that I did not care, she quickly calmed down.

The next half hour after I sat down at the table and blew out the candles was spent in silence. As the girls occupied their mouths with sweets and I was never the most talkative person, so this atmosphere was even very cozy for me personally and after a few years, the girls understood this too, so they sometimes tried to be quiet, to the extent of their active character. Which Mukuro only showed up around ------, but ------ always had it.

"Yasuke!" ------ couldn't hold out much longer and held out my name. "Let's go shopping today! We're out of groceries, so I want to buy something."

"Tomorrow." - I answered without delay. "I have to go to work today and it'll be the night shift, and then after I get back, it'll be okay to go."

"Look! You promised!" - She said while writing something down in her notebook, and not paying attention to the atmosphere, started talking quietly to Mukuro about something.

Yeah. She can control me pretty easily after all. But like I said, when you live for so many years with the same people you start to understand their habits and what to expect from them, and if you live with geniuses like these two, it becomes even easier and, in some moments, harder.

But no matter how it was today I really had to go to work with the night shift, and today I will be lazy to go somewhere, and tomorrow I will have both time and strength, and they know perfectly well that I cannot sleep for several days, so that to lead me somewhere after a night of waking me up calmly without feeling shame, and also so luckily it happened that tomorrow will be day off both at work and at school.

The rest of the morning and part of the afternoon was spent in a fun atmosphere watching the girls run from side to side. So, the time to go to work came pretty quickly that I didn't even notice it, the good thing is that I'm always on alert, and more specifically, I always wear my shirt, which of course gets a weird look, but no one dares to tell me anything about it. Of course, there was that moment with Kuzuryuu-san who came over to my house quite often and asked about everything that was going on with me, but pretty much every time he complimented me on how good that shirt looked. It was obvious to a fool what he was implying.

I went outside and, on my shoulder, I had a bag with a laptop which I had managed to take, I saw a car with a driver whose name I never got to know, and I don't think I needed to be honest with you. He hadn't changed much in all that time, except for the fact that he had a wedding ring on his finger, and the nurse he had talked to on the first day had almost the same ring, and at about the same time.

Driving in the car, I began to remember all the things that had happened recently that I had spent in practice, or you might say on the job already. A few of my skills came pretty quietly to level 100, it certainly didn't give me much, but it was nice to see the proud letters [Max] next to my skills. Especially everything accelerated quite quickly after I began to work in practice, both before the hidden, and after the open, of course there was just an overwhelming number of people who were unhappy that they were treated as a child, on this was so much debate and threats, but after the "purely by chance" revealed that I am an Ultimate Physician, the line to me almost never disappeared, and the appointment to me was already packed for several months ahead.

This was quite logical, especially when you know that all the diseases I treated were cured, and the operations I performed were successful, that they did not leave a single scar and did not matter the degree of their severity. All of this made me, in people's eyes, someone who could cure anything. An Ultimate. And of course, because of that, my cash prize went up in pretty good numbers after that.

The funny thing is that none of this would have happened if not for one funny and extremely fortunate incident. It was on one of my night shifts and so it turns out that on each shift had to be one of the highly qualified doctors who could proceed immediately to operations because of the critical moments that occasionally occur and that night was just one of these cases, when the patient was brought in with a brain tumor and the operation had to be conducted as soon as possible and as it happens, this man was some important and very important bump who was quite important somewhere, but I was never told where.

And then there is an even more fortunate case after which the doctor who was supposed to be on this night shift could not come because he was hit by a car on the way, of course nothing serious happened to him and got away with a couple of fractures, but the person who was assigned to replace him had to come in about an hour and making a pretty neat conclusions, we can assume that the only person who could perform the operation at that time, was me.

And I was excellent, I must say. Quickly, accurately, without a single mistake or an ounce of doubt. So the moment the doctor who was supposed to take the night shift arrived, I had already finished everything and the patient was already quite asleep on the bed. The doctor checked him of course, and in the afternoon, when the other doctors had already arrived and the patient was also awake already did a more detailed examination, especially with the patient who was dancing on the spot and was too active, for someone who had just undergone surgery. But I think it was part of the system that just took away all the effects of the surgery.

But after they checked him and made sure he was perfectly healthy and even better, then of course they apologized to him for the incident and everyone was ready for heads to roll, as it could be written off on the non-profiling of doctors, but after the patient asked a little about the "young man who was digging in my brain" he calmly accepted it and shook hands with me while thanking me. I also personally thanked him a few more times as he was one of the units that tried to promote and defend me.

So, he was the one who got me on TV. Yes, when they found out that a child was being operated on in one of the hospitals, the first people who came here were of course reporters who wanted to stir up a storm about it, but as it happens, they only helped my plans and after I said that I was an "Ultimate Physician," no one had a single objection about it. After all, Ultimate are treated very, very differently in this world, especially higher-ranking Ultimate. This report, of course, quickly choked up and God forbid it showed up twice, but that doesn't change the fact that I was on TV.

And so, it was with these thoughts in mind that I had already arrived at a hospital all too familiar to me, one might even boldly say native. And just like all the other times before, I got out of the car with the driver at the same time, then closed the doors and the car made a beeping sound, saying that it was alarmed, and then went towards the hospital, and the driver was holding a bouquet of flowers. As we entered the hospital, we nodded to each other and as I walked towards the elevator, the driver walked towards the nurses' station where one of them had already stood up and waved in our direction. To this I just nodded and went to the elevator.

The next steps were quite familiar, nodding my head in the direction of each person in medical gowns and receiving greetings in response, I went up to the now familiar floor and went to the familiar office that had "Cloakroom" written on it, entering it and putting on a gown with the label "Yasuke Matsuda", which was already just right for me, I went to my own office which was on the same floor and which had been given to me personally, it was almost indistinguishable from the other offices, maybe only the picture on the table of the two girls with me and the coffee machine which was put in my room only, as I said for the efficiency of the work. Coffee was a fine beverage after all and I drank about 20 mugs in a day. For a normal person that would have been unhealthy. Putting the laptop on the table, I began waiting for my first patient for the day, who would be coming in ten minutes and at this rate would continue until the evening, when the night shift would begin.

And so it was. After sitting all day taking clients until the evening. Most of the hospital staff had already left, but I was able to take people pretty quietly even after the official closing time. The driver wasn't supposed to wait for me today and wasn't supposed to come until the morning, and also, to my surprise, Igarashi-san was in charge of the night shift today, it certainly wasn't anything new, but he seemed to have been in charge quite recently. Of course, I could have stayed alone, and I was already proving that I could do it, but I was still an unofficial worker, and at least one senior doctor had to be.

Closing my laptop, which had dozens of tabs open with new information and skills I was developing. Pouring myself another cup of coffee, I calmly headed toward Igarashi-san office. Usually, the man in charge was giving out instructions for the night, but it was also okay to just talk, just a normal conversation between intelligent people.

As I approached his office, I knocked, and as is usually the case, without waiting for an answer, I opened the door. After opening the door, I saw, as always, the massive figure of Igarashi-san, who hadn't changed a bit lately, and in his huge hands there was a phone, which was adjusted to his size. Pointing his finger at me, he nodded at one of the chairs while telling me to be quiet and sit down. There was no point in objecting or saying anything, so I quietly sat down and listened to what Igarashi-san was saying.

"Yes, I'm staying the night tonight." - he continued to answer.

"I'll be back in the morning." - he replied to the question posed to him.

"Yeah? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha congratulations I had no doubt in you I knew you would win this tournament, so tomorrow when I sleep it off, we'll go out to celebrate as a family!"

"Yes. You can invite her."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Okay."

"Okay. Okay. See you tomorrow. Love you!" - he finished warmly and looked at me.

"Any family?" - That was already my question.

"Yes. A son." - he answered happily.

"I overheard a little. So, where did he win there?" - I caught on to an interesting detail.

"Ah well... ahem... how shall I put it?" - he got really nervous and hesitated. "It's, it's not a very legitimate tournament and you could say it's a bit clandestine."

"A little clandestine?" - I mocked. "It's how."

"Well yeah an underground tournament, don't be sarcastic." - he quickly gave up. "He looks like you and mostly fights underground. And I must say he's very successful, He's had 177 fights without a single loss and today was just the tournament he won."

"A little like me?" - I began to wonder.

"Yeah. He's an Ultimate just like you. Also wants to improve in his direction as much as possible in spite of everything else. And he's also not very interested in popularity, so he's not very famous, and you'd be the same if it weren't for the reporters." - he surprised me.

"Wow. You've never talked about this before." - Which was weird. "So what's his Ultimate?"

"He's 'World's Strongest Man' or just 'Ultimate Fighter'." - he said as pride sounded in his voice.

After he said that, I almost spit out all the coffee I'd failed to drink. I'm pretty sure the Ultimate Fighter was a girl, not a guy. I can't remember the name right now, but has my appearance already had some effect on the canon and one of the characters hasn't reached his limit or just doesn't exist. It wasn't very pleasant, if canon doesn't change, I'd like to have some control over what happens in the world.

"Really? What's his name?" - Despite my calm voice I was completely excited.

"Kenshiro Kenji." - he said and pointed his phone in my direction with a picture on it.

(From the author: actually, his name reads Kenshiro, but you get the idea. Localization and all that.)

It showed a guy who looked a lot like Igarashi-san. Tanned skin and medium-length disheveled black hair. A height that didn't reach Igarashi-san yet, but you could tell it was temporary, and the muscles on his arms and body commanded respect and personally my envy. His brown eyes were imbued with seriousness and you could tell he was a serious and responsible man. One of the most noticeable things was the scar across his chest, it was obvious that it was inflicted by an animal and most likely as in such moments comes from a bear. His clothes consisted of a white gi that was torn at shoulder level, he had a red bandage on his left arm, and his belt was black. You could safely say he looked like Ryu from Street Fighter, except for the little things.

"Kenshiro, huh?" - I questioned the accuracy of what I heard.

"That's a good name! And don't argue. And no dumb jokes." - He immediately interrupted my train of thought.

"Not a single thought." - With clear eyes I said. "But I'd like to meet him."

"Yes, so would he." - he said, and at my questioning look decided to clarify. "Well, I told him about you, but either he doesn't have time or you do."

"I see," I said, and then we talked with him in his office until morning.

Already in my casual clothes I was going down to the first floor in the elevator. When the doors opened, I saw the driver, as always, nodding at me and to whom I nodded back. There were also several other people already here. So, after wishing everyone a good day I headed out toward the car, knowing full well that now when I got back I would still have to go with ------ to the store.

As I drove in the car to the house, I kept thinking in my head that the plot might have changed considerably since one of the main characters from the first part didn't exist.