"...Brother, I remembered you said that Oshitari's father was a doctor? Call Oshitari, I have something to ask him."

"ah."

Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers, and the maid beside him left. After a while, she came back with a phone in both hands.

Atobe Keigo called Oshitari: "Beep~beep~beep~"

The other end of the line answered: "Oh my god, Master, don't you see what time it is? It's already 11:30 pm? I need to go to bed..."

Atobe Keigo didn't care: "Ah well, it's an honor for you that I called you, Oshitari Yuushi, Keigo has something to ask you."

"Hey, hey, hey~ I said something wrong, Master~"

Hearing that it was Jingguang who was looking for him, Oshitari Yuushi's sleepiness instantly flew away, "Since it is Master Jingguang who is looking for me, then there is nothing I can do. Tell me, what's the matter?"

He knew that Atobe Kagemitsu must be nearby.

Moreover, it must be something important that made the two of them call him so late.

Atobe Kagemitsu answered the phone: "Oshitari."

Oshitari Yuushi on the other end was completely unable to sleep because of the cool voice. His eyes, which were originally slightly hazy and wet, instantly dissipated and became clear. He asked, "Hmm? Jingguang? What's the matter?"

"I remember you said that your family is a medical family in Osaka? Excuse me, what department is your father in?"

Oshitari Yuushi was a little confused: "My father? His name is Oshitari Eiji. With your family's strength, you should be able to find him, right? He is the director of Osaka Central Hospital, specializing in ophthalmic and cardiological surgery. What's wrong?"

Oshitari Eiji?

No, that's not the name.

"Oshitazu Muneya, do you know this person? What department is he in?"

"?"

Yuushi Oshizuka's mellow and deep voice came with obvious confusion, "That's my uncle. He now lives and works in London, England, majoring in neurosurgery. But he has been abroad for many years, and I haven't seen him many times. How did you know?"

Atobe Keimitsu nodded in understanding: As expected.

"Give me his email and contact information."

"Wait a minute, I'll look for it... But what happened?"

"Send it to me when you find it. Hang up."

Atobe Kagemitsu did not answer his question, but hung up the phone without any courtesy.

He looked at the two people waiting on the other side and said, "I'll contact him first. If he can come back, there will be no problem cooperating with me. The people you found are definitely not as good as him."

"I'll let you know when I have news. Also, you can ask around in Japan for doctors with a high success rate in neurosurgery. Of course, don't look for those stubborn old-timers."

Renji Yanagi and Genichirō Sanada nodded and were about to say goodbye and leave.

"It's so late, how are you going to get back? Huh?"

Atobe Keigo suddenly asked.

Genichirō Sanada said bluntly: "Let's stay in a hotel for one night and take the train back tomorrow morning."

Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers.

"Ah, well, you are all guests from afar. How can I let you stay in a hotel? Stay here. I will ask the butler to send a car to take you to the station tomorrow morning."

Yanagi Renji thought for a moment and said, "Then thank you, Atobe-kun, and thank you, Kagemitsu-kun."

Genichirō Sanada also nodded and thanked him seriously: "Thank you!"

"Sanada, you really are like a rigid old man!"

Atobe Keigo complained in a plain way,

Then he waved his hand and took Jingguang upstairs.

The maid also stepped forward and took the two to the guest room.

The next morning, Keigo Atobe ran into Genichirō Sanada who was doing morning exercises, and the two of them just had a fight.

On the sidelines, Yanagi Renji, who had been watching for an unknown amount of time, noticed someone next to him. He turned around and saw it was Atobe Kagemitsu.

"How long have they been fighting?"

Atobe Kagemitsu asked.

Yanagi Renji closed his notebook and said, "When I got here, they were already fighting. According to the situation, the probability of having fought for 1.2 hours is 78%, and the probability of having fought for 1.5 hours is 20%. The probability of having fought for more than 1.5 hours is 2%."

"Um."

Atobe Kagemitsu nodded and shouted, "It's time to eat, brother - and if we don't finish this, we'll all be late!"

The two people on the court stopped hitting the ball, nodded in tacit understanding, and walked towards the sidelines with their rackets.

After breakfast, the Atobe brothers drove the two to the station before turning around and heading to Hyotei Academy.

The moment I got off the car, outside the Hyotei campus, a crowded but orderly crowd stood on both sides of the school gate. Warm smiles and uniform cheers suddenly rang out as Keigo Atobe stepped out of the car.

"Atobe-sama! Keimitsu-sama! Good morning~"

"Ah, um, indulge in my splendor~"

“Aaaaaa——”

Atobe Kagemitsu also got off the car silently, stood beside Keigo, and nodded at the crowd who were gradually quieting down in response.