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"Yeah, and I bet Hidaka-san thought the same thing when she first got sick, and look what happened to her," I pointed out, referring to the way the formerly sick girl's illness took so long to develop into a dangerous condition. Despite my still grim mood, Matsu's smile widened.

"Yes," she nodded, a sly tone in her voice, "in the end she made a complete recovery. Isn't that right, Emiya-sensei?"

"That doesn't count," I sighed, rubbing my forehead slightly as I tried and failed to suppress a blush. "And don't call me that," I added, chiding the hacker with a wry tone. "It's bad enough that I can't convince her to refer to me by my first name, much less that ridiculous title."

"But Emiya-sensei," Matsu protested innocently. "Someone in the medical field should be treated with the appropriate respect, remember?"

I sighed again, and got the distinct impression that I was pouting at the hacker's teasing. To cover it up, I took another sip of wine.

Yume wasn't the only thing we had talked about so far tonight. Honestly, considering the specifics of what Homura had undergone, his, now her circumstances had naturally been the first thing Matsu had brought up earlier. The nature of the conversation had been such that I had quickly changed the subject, but it had come up anyway. Besides that, Chiho had also been mentioned at some point.

I wasn't quite certain why, but I suppose it made sense in a twisted way, but somehow Chiho had come to the conclusion that I was some sort of doctor or something similar. I suppose the fact that I had admitted to being the one to have performed the 'procedure' that cured her might have helped with that, but still, I was in no way a trained medical professional. In the first place, I was far too young to have successfully graduated in that kind of profession. And for another thing, I kind of specialized, putting it bluntly, in hurting things rather than healing them. I was more like an anti-doctor than anything else.

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