Chapter 4
After a few seconds where my brain was still processing what had been said, my eye twitched. "...WHAT?!"
Yoshikawa looked over at me, blinking. "What is it, Minami?"
I looked at her, just standing there with my arms hanging by my side. "Why am I 12?!" I said, my voice laced with desperation. "I was under the impression that all subjects of Project Radio Noise were 14!"
"Oh, yeah," Yoshikawa muttered, turning to face me. She closed her eyes, rubbing her nose with a huff. "Well, it was decided that since you were a clone with the potential to become a Level 5, your age would be reduced in comparison to the Original and the other Sisters, so you'd have the time to go through a middle school Power Curriculum Program from the beginning, and grow into your abilities naturally. I was expecting you to already know that thanks to the use of Testament, but oh well." She shrugged, her face becoming resigned. "I suppose your biological age wasn't that important when it came down to the wire."
"B-but 12?"
"Well, going on 13," Yoshikawa clarified, crossing her arms. "From what I remember personally, the hormone cocktail was slightly adjusted after we were made aware that you would be able to become a Level 5, and the scientists who were supervising the research location where you were… well, you know," she coughed, "were ordered to take you out of the tank early. So your biological body is about… 12 years and 8 months old? Give or take a month, I think."
"Hey, that's enough dilly-dallying," the voice of Heaven Canceller rang out. "You came here for a treatment, didn't you? I'm not going to be waiting here all day for you to explain something to my patient when there are people to treat, including her."
I started, looking over at him.
He was standing next to a door, his expression not quite a scowl but not quite neutral either, as he stared at the both of us, one hand in his pocket and the other holding the door open. "Seriously, I don't have all day. Come in here and we'll get the procedure started - if you're ready, of course."
I looked over at Yoshikawa, who was standing with her sleeves in her lab coat pockets.
She arched an eyebrow. "Well? You heard him."
"Right," I said, nodding. This was what I was here for anyway, after all - for treatment.
So as I walked towards and into the room that Heaven Canceller was standing in front of, why was it that I was feeling nervous?
I waited as Yoshikawa filed in, Heaven Canceller after her as he closed the door.
As the door shut, I turned my attention to the room. It looked very different to the GP-type rooms from the ground floor - there were medical devices spread around it basically everywhere (I think one of them was called an EKG?), and the walls were mostly bare, aside from a few anatomical posters. There was also a bed situated in the middle of the room, and a door on the side, leading to presumably some sort of attachment. A TV screen was on the wall opposite me, and a side table lay next to the bed, some magazines, remotes, a tissue box, and a telephone on it, among other things..
"Now then," Heaven Canceller began, turning to face me from the door. "Go and take a seat on the bed, and I'll let you know about what will be happening today with regards to this procedure."
I nodded, pushing myself up onto it and sitting down. From my position, I could see Yoshikawa leaning against the wall, arms crossed.
"So," Heaven Canceller started, walking towards a trolley next to the bed. "As the information that I've been sent on your condition says, as a clone-" he grimaced- "you were grown using artificial hormones, as opposed to normal hormones." He pulled out two gloves while he was talking from a latex glove box, laying them out. "As such, I'm going to have to put you under in order to operate on your pituitary gland, so it can produce the proper hormones to allow for your continued survival and growth, alongside flushing out and equalizing the imbalanced hormones in your body."
It felt like ice had frozen my veins.
"My pituitary gland, huh? Isn't that in- no, near the brain?" I asked. The idea of having someone poking around inside of my literal physical brain wasn't pleasant - even if it was Heaven Canceller doing it.
"Mhm," he nodded. "There's no need to worry about it though. After all, it's not like the surgery is going to fail."
If someone else had talked to me about something like that, it probably would have been full of arrogance and pride. For Heaven Canceller, though, it didn't feel like that - instead, it felt like he was merely commenting on the state of the weather, or talking about how the sun rose and set in the sky. It was just a fact that he could do this without harming me.
And the thing is? I believed him.
"However," he added, holding up a finger. "That doesn't mean the aftereffects of this surgery will be nonexistent. Your hormone profile is so immensely out of whack, your growth will probably be stunted for a while even after the surgery, at least in comparison to the donor whose genes were used to create you."
I blinked.
"As of right now, you're about 1 meter and 35 centimeters tall, I would estimate," Heaven Canceller continued. "At my estimate, you're probably going to grow a little, then stay at 1 meter and 44 centimeters tall for a couple of years before your growth continues."
My lips parted slightly, and I gripped onto the bedsheets with my left hand. I was 135 centimeters tall? I knew I'd be getting a little smaller, but I'd been under the impression it would be somewhat taller than that. And getting stuck at 144 centimeters did not sound like something I wanted if I ever wanted to be taken seriously.
Heaven Canceller's face softened. "Ah, but no need to worry about that either. You'll be provided with some hormone supplements in order to help with your growth rate. So long as you take them, it should be fine, and your growth rate should be normal," he said.
I took a sharp breath. "How did you…" I trailed off, going silent.
"How did I know how you felt about that?" Heaven Canceller asked, arching an eyebrow and crossing his arms. "Who do you think I am? An inconsiderate fool of a doctor? I try to keep consideration for all of my patients in mind."
I stared at him, my jaw slack, and my hand loosening its grip on the sheets. I'd heard Heaven Canceller was something special... but this? This had just cemented it in my mind.
"Now, just let me know when you're ready, and we can start preparing you to go under."
I tensed, squeezing my knees together and holding onto the edge of my too short skirt with my fists.
Heaven Canceller noticed, and his expression turned into a frown. He furrowed his eyebrows. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Uh, well…" I looked down at my knees. My bangs fell over my eyes, the hair covering my vision in a kind of annoying manner. "I'm… I'm scared of going under," I whispered.
His face cleared up. "Ah, I see. That's entirely fair." He nodded. "You know the scientific theories about anesthetic potentially either just restricting the ability to make memories and the theories about continuity of consciousness then, I'd assume?"
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
"Well, let me just be clear, since I've examined this myself in patients I've had before and have come to this conclusion: when you wake up, you'll still be the same person who was put under anesthetic, just as you will be unconscious while you're under anesthetic." His words felt like they were. "So don't worry."
From anyone else, I would have dismissed that as simple hearsay, or even just bluffing in order to calm someone down. But hearing those words from Heaven Canceller, the greatest medical doctor in potentially all of existence… I felt relief. I would still be me - I wouldn't be losing any memories, I wouldn't be in pain, I would be me.
For the first time since I woke up in this world, I felt truly safe.
"I… I think I'm ready," I said. I looked back at Heaven Canceller. My face was set in a mask of grim determination, my lips a thin line.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Yoshikawa give a quick smile.
Heaven Canceller nodded, a look of determination on his face. "Alright. Now then, take these." He turned towards the trolley once again, pulling out the second drawer and rifling through it. Pulling out a hospital gown and a pair of white pants, he held it up to me. "Go and change in the bathroom." He pointed to the door on the other side of the room.
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A few minutes later, I'd changed into the hospital clothes, leaving the Tokiwadai uniform in the bathroom (more like a changing room with a shower) and was now lying on the bed. Despite what Heaven Canceller had said earlier, I still felt a bit nervous, and my hands were holding onto the sheets tightly.
Yoshikawa had excused herself after I'd gotten changed. I couldn't blame her; I wouldn't necessarily want to see a surgery like this either.
Though, considering the tidbit of information that she was involved in the Level Six Shift, that may not have been the reason she had left the room.
It was still surreal to think that the woman who had been acting kind towards me all day was participating in such a horrific experiment - not only that, but she was a researcher associated with the experiment, even if she was unsure about it.
I glanced over at Heaven Canceller, who was standing to the side, a pair of gloves on his hands which were holding an anesthetic mask (or whatever they call those things) and a surgical mask on his face. "Just tell me when you're ready,"
I took a deep breath in, then breathed out slowly. Just the thought that it was Heaven Canceller who was going to do this procedure was incredibly relieving - I didn't know that much about him, but even I knew he was insanely skilled in his field. "I… I think I'm ready," I said, trying to inject as much firm determination into my voice as I could. It wasn't as successful as I'd hoped - even the best doctor in the world isn't going to assuage all your ingrained fears.
Still, it helped a little that the doctor who was doing the surgery on me was actually the best doctor in the world.
"Alright," Heaven Canceller said. His eyes turned upwards, in the way of a smile. "Just close your eyes and make sure to breathe in deeply."
I nodded, a spike of fear going through my head that I tried to ignore as the doctor approached me. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath in.
An instant later, I felt lethargic and weird - my thoughts felt foggy. There was also something that I couldn't quite describe, but I felt… more whole, in a way.
"Ah, she's awake," I heard Heaven Canceller say.
I opened my eyes, wincing at the lights above my head. 'Waking up?' I wasn't sure what he meant by that.
I tried sitting up, but I saw Heaven Canceller lean in, holding me down gently. "Don't move; you're going to need to stay here to recover for a couple of days," he said, a gentle note to his voice.
"Wha happened," I slurred, my voice not totally intelligible.
"You're a very brave girl," the doctor said, a smile on his face.
I could feel my ears start to burn.
"I managed to successfully complete the surgery some time ago, and you've only just woken up." He took his hands off my shoulders, putting them in his pockets. "It went rather well."
I squinted, the burning sensation leaving my face. What? "But you just put the mask on," I mumbled.
He chuckled. "Academy City's anesthesia sure is powerful, isn't it?" he asked, his voice in good humour.
"Yeah, it really is," I heard Yoshikawa's voice from the side.
My eyes flicked to where I could hear her voice from, and saw she was leaning on a wall, hands in her labcoat pockets.
"Still," she said, a smile on her face, "don't count yourself out. I can never get used to the miracles you're able to do with the simplest of tools."
Heaven Canceller gave off a hearty laugh. "You're not wrong," he said, good humour in his voice. Turning back to me, he smiled. "I'll send up some nurses to check up on you in a bit, but for now, Yoshikawa should be able to watch you well enough. I have another patient I need to deal with. Still, this bears repeating: you're a very brave girl." He put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair.
"Hey, stop that," I tried, the words coming out less heated than I had intended, even though my face felt like it was on fire. It was too much effort to swipe at him though, so I just let him do it.
"Alright, then," he said, lifting his hand off of my head and smiling. He had a nice smile - if he was a bit younger, he'd probably be pretty cute. "Well, I'll have to cut this short then. It was nice meeting you." He turned away, walking off towards the door. Before he left, he turned around and waved at me, before opening the door and leaving, closing it behind him.
"He's nice," I blurted out.
Yoshikawa laughed, holding up a hand in front of her face. "He is," she said, nodding.
It was at this point my brain decided to remind me of something that the man had said a little bit ago.
You're going to need to stay here to recover for a couple of days.
My reaction was… not very good to say the least.
Oh, well, at least I had the TV.
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AN:
A bit of insight into Minami's character in this chapter as she undergoes a surgery; Academy City's technology is amazing, isn't it?