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Standing beside Dr. Hanma at the funeral, you mourned for the nurse who was murdered by Izana a week ago.
"Alright, her family believed the fake shreds of evidence of the case being a suicide. Be thankful that they're an idiot." - Aizawa scolded you from the driver's seat.
"How is it mine fault? I wasn't even there- no, in fact I wasn't even awake."
"Honey, he's your patient~ Doesn't matter if you were there or not, whatever he does is your responsibility. We're tired of being threatened by him so he's in your hands now." Hanma exclaimed as he was seated beside you on the back seat.
The ride back to the asylum was quiet for some moment until Hanma decided to open his mouth.
"How's your baby doing?"
"......I hope it's fine. Haven't gone for a prenatal check-up so even I don't know."
"Oh, no. You don't have to go out for checkups, plenty of talented nurses are here on different buildings and floors."
"I don't have much money on me anyway so I won't go anywhere."
"Good good. You'll be getting your first month's salary in a few days or a week tho."
"Oh....."
"But don't go out for checkups. Obstetricians in this area are kinda frauds too, can't trust anybody. You might end up losing your.....kiddo."
"....."
"Don't worry, nurses here are experts at doing a job of mid-wife and obstetricians too, you'll be safe~ Better safe than sorry, no?"
".....Yeah."
Aizawa kept wondering why Hanma was using indirect words to restrict you from going out in such cases of personal reasonings but decided to stay shut.
