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The sterile examination room buzzed under the glare of fluorescent lights, painting sharp, angular shadows on the blank white walls. The scent of antiseptic hung thinly in the still air. Shoko Ieiri pushed the door open, her footsteps making a soft, steady rhythm on the linoleum floor. Her hands were buried in the deep pockets of her lab coat, her dark brown eyes locked on the prone figure before her. Her face was a mask of professional detachment—the cool, practiced calm of a seasoned doctor. But as she drew near the bedside, a flicker of recognition passed through her gaze. She stopped, her fingers brushing lightly against the handle of a scalpel resting on a nearby tray. "So you finally decided to crawl back to me, huh?" Her voice was cold enough to cut through the room's hum. She ti…