"Ow! That hurts like hell!"
Professor Nor iuchi's head hit the floor, sending stars dancing before his eyes. Then he felt a weight on his back as the two security guards straddled him and pinned his limbs, leaving him unable to move.
Professor Nor iuchi was nothing more than a feeble, aging man. Unable to withstand such treatment, he immediately began crying out in pain.
"You two idiots! Morons! I told you to grab Kurokawa! Why are you grabbing me?!" Professor Nor iuchi struggled weakly a few times, then began cursing them out.
"Sorry, Professor Nor iuchi. We don't know what's happening either."
"That's right! There's something strange about that man!"
The two guards apologized over and over in trepidation, yet their movements were swift and efficient as they hauled Professor Nor iuchi off the floor, held him between them, and headed toward the elevator.
"Let go of me! Let go!"
With a man on either side, Professor Nor iuchi kicked wildly a few times, completely powerless to resist. Just before they dragged him into the elevator, he finally seemed to understand something. Turning his head, he roared at Professor Kurokawa:
"Kurokawa, is this your doing?! You're already dead, and you're still playing these supernatural tricks! I'll never-"
Before he could finish, one of the guards punched him in the face. Professor Nor iuchi's vision went black, and he could no longer speak.
Then they deftly stuffed Professor Nor iuchi into the elevator and drove him off the thirteenth floor.
Professor Kurokawa never once looked back, seemingly uninterested in the ridiculous farce. He followed Doctor Satomi into room 1309.
It was a four-bed ward.
Although some patients and their relatives were already asleep at this hour, several people were still awake. The sick child's parents stayed right beside his bed,