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“Hmm...” Frankly, Byakuya’s first impulse was to get angry, let his nostrils flare, and leave the examination room. Why should he bother himself with such an unnecessary waste of time? No significant change in his condition had come about since the prescription was given a month before! But the way this sounded, it was going to become a standardized and necessary part of the process before too long. So even if it wasted his precious time to do it, best to get acclimated to the process, so he could plan around it for the future.
Taking several more steps into the room, before seating assumptively onto the examination table, the captain relented with relative ease, “Fine, if this is how it’s going to be for each refill, I suppose there is little point in fighting against it.” Sliding off his Hayori as he agreed, before folding it, attentive to not crease any part of the garment that had been modified, before setting it aside in an empty seat nearby.
