Doctor Satomi cradled his teacher's wife's face as tenderly as if he were holding a national treasure, a Jian ware Yohen Tenmoku tea bowl. His blue-glowing palm gently brushed over the hideous wound on her face.
An incredible sight unfolded: the wound on Mrs. Kurokawa's cheek healed without any treatment.
Her face was smooth and pale, like a freshly peeled egg.
"Is this the light Teacher Kurokawa gave off when he healed patients? How did I get this ability?"
Doctor Satomi stared at his own hand in disbelief, brilliant blue light flickering between his fingers. Then he turned back and tentatively touched his teacher's wife's face. Her skin was so delicate it seemed a breath could break it.
None of this was an illusion!
Just then, Mrs. Kurokawa's eyelids twitched.
She opened both eyes. The moment she saw Doctor Satomi, her eyes reddened, and she threw her arms around him, burying her head in his chest.
"Shuichi, don't leave me! Whatever you want me to do, I'll agree!"
Doctor Satomi's face instantly flushed crimson. He flailed his hands helplessly, at a complete loss.
"You've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not Teacher Kurokawa. I'm Satomi!"
As Doctor Satomi hurriedly explained, he was also thoroughly puzzled. Why did everyone keep mistaking him for Professor Kurokawa? Surely he didn't look that much like his teacher?
But Mrs. Kurokawa would not listen. She lay against Doctor Satomi's chest, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.
"Doctor Satomi appears to have inherited Professor Kurokawa's Superhuman Ability to heal wounds!"
Having witnessed everything firsthand, Grace looked down at the stone bowl in her arms and immediately reported this important information to the Metropolitan Police Department.
The Metropolitan Police Department erupted in an uproar, followed by wild delight.
Buddha's Stone Bowl actually came with a buy-one-get-one-free