21st Century Necromancer

"Ahhh! As expected, the gyoza from this shop are the tastiest!" Daimon Michiko exclaimed, as she stuffed one of the dumplings from her plate into her mouth, chewing loudly and leaning back in her chair with no regard for decorum.

"Haha, Michiko-chan, you and Hiromi-chan haven't been here in a long while! What's up, did you start to think my old man's cooking wasn't up to scratch?" Hearing Daimon Michiko's enthusiastic praise, the owner laughed heartily as he cooked the gyoza, teasing her.

Upon hearing the owner, Daimon Michiko grabbed another gyoza with her chopsticks, tossed it into her mouth, and said, "Impossible! Your gyoza are not only delicious but also served quickly. They are simply the best in the world; how could we ever find fault with your skills?"

"That's right, with your gyoza being so delicious, how could we possibly complain? It's just that Daimon-san wasn't in Japan before, so we couldn't come together," Jounouchi Hiromi said, chiming in with Daimon Michiko's compliments to the familiar owner. "Gyoza that won first place in the Japan Dumpling Contest aren't something you can find just anywhere!"

Flattered by the praises from Daimon Michiko and Jounouchi Hiromi, the owner patted his round belly and looked up proudly at a photograph on the wall, bursting into laughter, "Haha, if you both enjoy them so much, then eat plenty! I might not have much, but I have more than enough gyoza! If it weren't for you guys back in the day, my old lady and I would have probably died!"

"Haha, what are you saying, owner? Talking about death is so inauspicious! Treating patients is our duty as doctors; even if we hadn't known you, we would have saved you just the same," Hiromi laughed at the owner's words, her thoughts inevitably drifting back to the time she and Michiko worked together to operate on the owner and his wife.

"Well, Michiko-chan, you guys keep eating, I'll go cut some more dumplings," said the owner, before returning to the kitchen to get busy again.

Watching the owner head back to the kitchen, Daimon Michiko couldn't help but smile as well, clearly also reminiscing about the past. She pushed the four remaining gyoza on her plate towards Jounouchi Hiromi.

"What's the matter? Can't finish them?" Hiromi asked curiously upon seeing Michiko's gesture.

"Remember when you said you'd hold a grudge against me for eating one more gyoza than you? Now, I'm giving it back to you, so we're even," Daimon Michiko said with her chin up, her tone full of a tsundere-like pride, wanting to apologize but too stubborn to lower her guard completely.

Jounouchi Hiromi was caught off guard for a moment, then covered her mouth and burst into laughter, leaning forward and back, almost unable to hold onto her chopsticks.

"Hey! Enough already!" Daimon Michiko shouted in dissatisfaction, her face flushing with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment, seeing Hiromi's reaction.

At Michiko's outburst, Hiromi managed to stop laughing, holding her stomach, which ached from the laughter, and said to Michiko, "It's been so long, and you still remember that? Besides, it was just one gyoza, and back then, you were the one who first said we should fall out over it, right?"

As soon as Jounouchi Hiromi said this, Daimon Michiko immediately reached out to snatch the pan-fried dumplings she had just slid over, while saying, "So are you going to eat them or not? If not, I won't let you eat anymore!"

Jounouchi Hiromi hurriedly picked up the plate and stuffed a pan-fried dumpling into her mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it before retorting, "Since you said they were all for me, they're all mine now! I'm definitely not giving them back to you!"

Watching Jounouchi Hiromi carry off the plate with the pan-fried dumplings, Daimon Michiko immediately pouted unhappily. Although it was her own decision, the sight of Jounouchi Hiromi relishing her meal without getting a bite herself still annoyed Daimon Michiko.

In an effort to distract herself, Daimon Michiko asked Jounouchi Hiromi, "You didn't ask me out today just to watch you eat pan-fried dumplings, did you? Speak up if you have something else in mind."

Upon hearing this, Jounouchi Hiromi finally remembered the main reason she had invited Michiko out to eat that day. After sweeping the remaining four pan-fried dumplings into her mouth and putting down the plate, Jounouchi Hiromi took out the surgical part of the treatment plan Chen Yu had asked her to give to Daimon Michiko from her bag and handed it to her. Continue your adventure with empire

"What's this?" Daimon Michiko took the treatment plan from Jounouchi Hiromi somewhat listlessly, because it was an A4 paper folded in half, so she didn't see its content until she unfolded it and took a closer look.

Upon seeing it, Daimon Michiko's eyes widened in disbelief, just like Ayajichi Shoubu did when she first saw the treatment plan, and she looked up at Jounouchi Hiromi incredulously, "Jounouchi, where did this come from? A surgical plan like this... no, where is the doctor who came up with this surgical plan?"

"This is a treatment plan written by Mr. Chen Yu, it's for the little girl you helped with the neck surgery before. As for where Mr. Chen Yu found it, I don't know; I only saw him write it out." Since she had already witnessed Ayajichi Shoubu's astonishment once, Jounouchi Hiromi was quite unfazed by Daimon Michiko's surprise and calmly explained it to her.

However, Jounouchi Hiromi's explanation made Daimon Michiko even more surprised; her mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg, staring at Jounouchi Hiromi dumbfounded, "Impossible, your boyfriend's surgical skills aren't that high! If he was that capable, the surgery for the little girl wouldn't have needed me as his assistant to help with the neural reconstruction!"

"That's why I'm saying I don't know where he got it from!" Jounouchi Hiromi shrugged helplessly, her expression, however, appeared quite unconcerned, "This treatment plan has two parts: surgery and adjunct therapy. Mr. Chen Yu asked me to give the adjunct therapy part to the neurosurgeon sent by the hospital to assist him, and the surgical part is right in front of you.

Mr. Chen Yu said he would take care of your medical practice qualifications, but as a trade, he hopes you would join his surgery team. So what's your decision, Daimon-san? Are you going to pass like always, or not?"

"Hmm~ No, this time it's 'As you wish.'" Daimon Michiko rested her chin on the table, still pouting like a child, but her eyes lit up, evidently very interested in the surgical plan in her hands.