Jakurai was sitting at his desk, filling out some documents. He had a long night shift ahead. After a while doctor turned his gase towards the window, his eyes carried that permanent aura of unspoken sadness. He saw that view of the Shinjuku city for so many times... Suddenly he heard a knock at the door that distracted him from his thoughts "I'm sorry, appointment time is over for today, but... I can consult you anyways." - Jakurai answered in soothing voice, forgetting about his own worries.