"Dr. Yen?" The questioning call from outside the door belonged to none other than Dr. Trish. Yen, seated amidst the cozy confines of his office, looked up from his doughnut-filled reverie."Come in," he responded with a warm tone, inviting her to enter as a sense of anticipation filled the room. The soft glow of his office lights cast a gentle ambiance, and the scent of freshly made tea lingered in the air. Dr. Trish's entrance promised a change in the pace of the day, and Yen was prepared for the shift in focus.The doorknob turned, and the door swung open with a gentle creak, revealing the familiar figure of Dr. Trish, whom Yen was gradually becoming accustomed to. "Good morning, Dr. Yen," Dr. Trish greeted him with a warm smile as she gracefully moved towards the seat opposite him, casting a friendly and inviting presence into the room.Yen returned her smile and reciprocated the greeting. "Good morning, Dr. Trish. Hope you slept well?" he asked, breaking the ice with a simple and

Grey parked his vehicle right in front of a bustling shopping mall, its exterior adorned with colorful banners and shoppers bustling in and out of the entrance. Today, he was on a mission, and Yen had ensured he had the necessary funds at his disposal for any potential contingencies that might arise during the day.Unlike his usual attire, Grey had opted for a more formal appearance. He was dressed in a well-fitted suit and a neatly tied tie, projecting an air of professionalism.As he navigated through the mall's corridors, Grey's thoughts were focused on the specific task at hand: finding the right individuals and locations to sell the pills acquired for the day. His path had led him to this shopping mall, indicating that he had a particular plan in mind for successfully completing today's sales.Grey, under his alias of Diego, recognized the necessity of blending into his next destination. With that in mind, he entered the mall in his formal suit and the box containing the pills, d

Grey pulled into the parking lot and made his way inside the building. His footsteps echoed with each step, announcing his return. "I'm back," he announced with a cheerful grin.However, as he reached the sitting room, he was greeted by the sight of Yen, who sat there, half-awake, watching a show on the television. Yen's head turned in Grey's direction, his eyes still partially closed. "Welcome. Your food's on the table," he mumbled, indicating that he had anticipated Grey's arrival and had thoughtfully kept his meal warm for him."Thanks," Grey said with a grateful smile as he approached Yen, holding a box in his hand. He carefully set the box in front of Yen, who was still in a state of drowsy wakefulness.Yen's interest was immediately sparked by the box of money presented before him. He transitioned swiftly from half-open eyes to full wakefulness. "Oh?" he uttered, his attention wholly captured by the box filled with money. "How much did you manage to sell them for?" Yen inquired,

In the dimly lit room, Rotlitch sat in his chair, his hands folded, intently observing a holographic screen. Yen occupied a seat a few meters away, his attention also focused on the screen.The holographic display presented two figures, one of whom was Family Head Kai. He contemplated Yen's plans, his tone serious and sincere. "If that's what you have in mind for them, I can't stop you from pursuing it," he acknowledged. "The question I have is whether you intend to continue working here or take a break for the duration you spend there." The gravity of the situation weighed heavily in Kai's voice as he awaited Yen's response.Yen's response was unequivocal, conveying his unwavering commitment to his work. "There's no reason for me to stop working, so, no, I won't be taking a break," he declared with a firm tone. "My plans will spring into action the moment I set foot in the family estate, and I expect the entire process to conclude within a week."The determination in Yen's words was

Yen sat in his office, his expression blank, a rare sight in the midst of his usually bustling days. Ever since the arrival of the new doctor, Dr. Stan, Yen found himself with an abundance of free time. His workload had been efficiently divided between Dr. Trish and Dr. Stan, both of whom consistently met and even exceeded their quotas.Tomorrow marked the arrival of the next group of visitors, and Yen felt fully prepared for their impending presence. His well-organized team, along with the newfound equilibrium in their workload, allowed him this moment of respite, though it left him in an unusual state of inactivity.Today, Yen had a different agenda, and he patiently bided his time, waiting for the opportune moment to set his plan into motion.The day before, he had engaged in a discreet conversation with one of the covert experts from the Graveyard organization, passing along a specific box to the individual.The meeting room was a dimly lit space, so deprived of light that it seem