Editing Maria-sama ga Miteru:Volume2 Chapter3 5

===<noinclude>Unexpected Consequences. </noinclude>Part 5.===

She was troubled.  She was running out of time to make her decision.  Ideally, she would have made a decision earlier and fixed things, but she'd kept telling herself she would deal with it tomorrow, and now time had run out.  If she kept leaving it alone now, it'd probably cause irreparable damage.  It was her own body, after all, she knew when it was at its limits.

Thus, it wasn't that she had to decide what to do, as it had become a necessity, that's all.  There's no time to keep putting things off.  Everyone's beginning to notice.  Ahh, but still.  Could she fight off her dread?  It wouldn't hurt because of anesthesia, but once that ran out, it would hurt, wouldn't it?

Plus, there was a bigger problem.  That building, she couldn't bring herself to enter it.

She'd stood in front of the foggy window panes before.  But she couldn't bring herself to take the last step, to open the door and enter.  After pondering things over quite a bit there, she ended up walking away.  A Lillian student had walked in front of it, so she was forced to flee.  She couldn't let someone see her fretting over her inability to enter the building.

If it were to come to this, she should have discussed it with someone earlier, then have them forcibly tie her down to the examination table.  But it was too late for that, now.

"I have to go."

She muttered, but she couldn't force herself to stand.  Her cash card and insurance card were propped up on the table, ready to be taken at any moment.  And really, she had no idea if her insurance would work, nor how much it would cost, to begin with.  –After all, this was her first time.

"Maybe it'd be easier going to a big, general-purpose hospital."

The threshold wouldn't be so high there, and if someone were to see her, she'd be able to smooth things over.

That said, she'd never been in such a tight spot in her ten-plus years of life.  Her tympanitis from a few years ago was hardly comparable.

Were human bodies this brittle, that they'd become absolutely useless from one defective part?

Human bodies are no better than a machine that stops working after losing a single screw.  Contrary to her normally calculating and cool self, she heaved a desperate sigh.

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