"I'm Matsuno Jyushimatsu and I'm here to tell you what I went through."
Choromatsu would be lucky to have any of his fingers left after this. He'd need to stop biting them every time he was feeling nervous. Osomatsu even tried to hit him gently each time his little brother even tried to pick or eat his fingers. There was no need to turn to cannibalism. They were winning.
Jyushimatsu straightened up, facing the judge head on. He too, was determined to end this. All he wanted was to get back to living his peaceful everyday life and throw that 80 meter ball he always spoke of. He had been training hard before his hand was wrecked.
It was hard for Jyushimatsu to speak formally. He had never been good at talking in the first place and now he'd suddenly need to give a testimony. Although Choromatsu, as well as the nurse, had helped him practice, he was still very nervous whether he'd screw this one up or not. This was very important, after all.
"As you heard, I was in a coma with a broken hand", Jyushimatsu began, lifting up his injured hand. It was already much better, and could soon be freed from all the support. Jyushimatsu couldn't wait until he got free and would finally be able to use both of his hands again. It was hard to work with only one hand and Granny's shop was feeling the effects.
"After I woke up, I was confused. I couldn't understand what had happened", Jyushimatsu continued, "The doctor explained it all to me but I still felt so bad, used."
"So he was nice to you during that time?" the judge asked. The victim was doing great. For now, the judge would let Jyushimatsu continue. He showed no signs of extreme discomfort at the moment. Of course he was visibly nervous but it was to be expected from what the victim had went through. The situation itself was also pretty stressful.
"Yes, I had no idea he was a bad guy before he gave me the new medicine. When I asked him what they were for, he told me that they were just some new vitamins. I had taken both vitamins and other supplement during that time so I didn't really think it was something else. The meds could change daily. I had no reason to doubt him until the nausea hit", Jyushimatsu shivered as he recalled how bad he had felt after taking that pill, "I was sweaty and cold at the same time. I couldn't get out of bed or even eat."
"Is this true?" the judge made sure to ask the current doctor, who only nodded, pointing to a certain paper on the judge's desk. It had a record of Jyushimatsu's symptoms after the pill and how his condition had developed completed with blood test results and other test results.
"H-He was going to give me more", Jyushimatsu mumbled, "If my brothers hadn't been there he would've."
"It's alright now", the nurse reassured Jyushi, "You're alright."
"It was all for his own good!" the accused doctor suddenly stood up, slamming his handcuffed hands onto the table in front of him, "I have studied the drug for years! Don't you believe in my skills as a doctor?!"
"Silence!" the judge roared, "I've heard enough from you! Sit down!"
The police tried to restrict the man, but he was unstoppable. Blinded by a mix of range and pride. Pumped with adrenalin.
The doctor jumped over the table and marched right to Jyushimatsu, who looked absolutely terrified.
"Get back!" the judge told the accused, standing up from his seat to give his words more effect. He knew he wouldn't be able to get to the two in time if the man tried something funny, "Get away from the victim!"
It was clear that Jyushimatsu was too terrified to move or even try to defend himself. Though, what could he even do? With only one hand usable. Of course he could always kick the man but his strong point were his hands, not feet. He played baseball, not football.
The doctor didn't stop though, but grabbed Jyushimatsu by the neck, strangling him.
"I am right! I did nothing wrong!" the doctor screamed, "You're all wrong here! I only wanted to help! I wanted to save him!"
The man was unstable. His hands shook as he strangled Jyushimatsu, who was turning blue already.
"I only wanted to save him", the doctor whispered, "I didn't want him to end up like he did."
The nurse and Jyushimatsu's new doctor, along with the ones who had investigated the man knew what he was talking about.
Surprisingly, the man wasn't a total monster.
While he had studied in America he had gotten married to a young female student. It had been love at first sight and seemed like something out of a romance novel.
The couple's first child was born soon after the wedding. A beautiful baby boy.
The doctor couldn't have been happier. He had a beautiful wife and a beautiful son.
It all changed when the boy came to the age where he should've begun to talk. He didn't. He was also very fidgety. He simply couldn't sit still for even a minute.
Needless to say, the parents were worried sick and decided to take their child to the children's hospital.
From there they went to a psychologist as the doctor from the hospital had suggested.
The nurses had ran blood tests. There were also block tests and other similar stuff their son had to do. The psychologist took notes, a lot of them.
And from there they finally got their answer.
The psychologist sat down on the brown leather chair, crossed his legs and took out his notes before opening his mouth to tell the parents the news.
Their son had ADHD.
That was when the doctor got obsessed with how to treat the condition. He studied book after book about the subject, checking each and every form of treatment available. He even checked to see what was used before, thinking he could learn from the past.
Their boy grew up and went to school. Unfortunately, the other kids in school didn't take the boy's condition as well as the loving parents did.
He'd come back home bruised and crying, telling his dad how the kids had hit him and called him names all day. They had even followed him on his way back home and threw rocks at him.
When the bullying didn't end even after the parents told the school to take action, the family decided to move.
By that time, the effects of the bullying were visible on the small child already. He was much quieter and kept mostly to himself. He didn't get any friends in the new school, only new bullies.
The things finally escalated when the boy was on his sixth year of school.
He had simply had enough of it all.
He was found in his room one Sunday morning by the parents who had gone in to wake him up.
He had hung himself.
The child was brought to the hospital, where the young doctor told his colleagues to do whatever they could to save his child.
He was pronounced dead that evening.
The wife left soon after, leaving the doctor to live alone, surrounded by his books.
Even when the doctor moved back to Japan, he never forgot his late son. He always made sure to carry a small photograph of him, smiling widely with his mother.
When he had met Jyushimatsu, he was suddenly reminded of his son's ordeal once again. Just when he had thought that he had begun to forget. Old memories surfaced and it had been hard at times for the doctor to even look at his patient. He even looked like his late son. They had the same cheerful eyes.
The doctor had decided. He'd save this one.
The police tried their best to get to the two, but didn't dare to get closer. They feared of what the man would do if they made even one wrong move.
"Get off of the boy!" it was Granny, "You filthy fucker!"
The brothers' all flinched next to her. They had never heard Granny use such language or even act this way, so they were surprised to say the least. They had thought that Granny was the peace-loving one.
"What did you say?!" the doctor was furious, tightening his grip on Jyushimatsu. The doctor had one hand on Jyushimatsu's throat while the other held the injured hand behind Jyushi's back, restraining any movement from the limb.
"I told you to let the poor boy go! Or do you want me to come down there?!"
The doctor laughed, "And what could a senile old lady like you possibly do? Hit me with your crane?!"
That was exactly what Granny did. She threw her crane towards the man, hitting him right to the head. Granny had great aim. Throwing all those baseballs when she was younger really did end up being useful in the end.
The policemen jumped right into action when the doctor was off balance from the hit.
They managed to release Jyushimatsu, who collapsed onto the floor. His doctor and nurse ran right to his side to check if he was alright.
"I think we've all seen enough", the judge huffed, "Take the man away. I think we can all agree that he is guilty. He just attacked his victim, trying his best to silence him. If nothing, he is charged of violence towards an individual. Good luck if not even attempted murder."
"Agreed", the judge's right hand man nodded, "We have all come to an agreement that his man is indeed guilty as charged. He had illegal drugs in his possession, misused them and now even abused his victim."
"I conclude. I find this man guilty as charged. We'll discuss his sentence later on", the judge slammed his hammer down, "Now get him out of here so that the victim can calm down."
The doctor was taken away, all while he still tried to break free and get to Jyushimatsu. The police didn't let him, and almost carried him out of the room.
"The trial has ended", the judge finished, before standing up and making his way to Jyushimatsu.
"Is he alright? I'm sorry I didn't realize what was going on", he whispered to the nurse who was tending to Jyushimatsu's injuries, "The man must've had a mental breakdown or something. We'll get him checked out later."
Jyushimatsu had suffered trauma to his neck and hand. The nurse was holding an ice pack to Jyushi's neck, trying to lessen the bruises forming there. He hoped that the vocal cords or other important parts hadn't been harmed. Those would need to be checked later.
"It's okay", Jyushimatsu wheezed out, "You did what you had to. Thank you."
Large tears were rolling down Jyushi's cheeks. He was so relieved. He was finally free.
Osomatsu and the rest of the brothers soon came to the scene. The parents and Granny not that far behind. They all hugged Jyushimatsu, who still shook like a leaf.
"It's over", Choromatsu sighed.
"Mmm", Totty nodded, crying to Jyushi's shoulder, "Let's go home."
"Brother", Karamatsu cried, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I'm alright", Jyushi tried to laugh but it only came out as a weak wheeze, "But I can't breathe. You're strangling me."
The group immediately gave Jyushi some space.
"We'll need to check you out at the hospital first. Is that alright with you?" the doctor crouched down. He would've loved to go after his former colleague and give him some of his own medicine. Literally.
Jyushi nodded.
"Let's get you into the car", the nurse helped Jyushi up, "My boyfriend is here to take us to the hospital."
The boyfriend had actually been there to take his partner back home and was surprised when the group burst out the door. He was quick to recover though and welcomed Jyushi to the back seat of the car.
"We'll follow behind", Choromatsu told them.
Ichimatsu had gone with Jyushimatsu, as well as the doctor. Granny had fit into the car too. The car couldn't fit any more people though and the rest would need to take another car.
Good thing that the judge happened to hear their desperate conversation. He offered to drive them all the way to the hospital. He was finished for the day after all. He only would've had some paperwork to finish, but that could wait until tomorrow.
As the brothers had guessed, the man was a family man. So much so that he had a van. All of them fit in it just fine.
"What a nice car you have", Matsuzo complimented the family vehicle.
"Thank you. My wife decided that this would be the one for us. I have four kids back home", the judge laughed.
"Good luck", Matsuyo mumbled. She knew what that meant. Teenage years would be hell. She really could only hope that the man was strong enough to survive it all.
The whole group was now on their way to the hospital.
Jyushimatsu and the others in the car were the first ones to arrive. The group went right in through the main entryway. They told the nurses behind the desk to guide the ones arriving behind them to the room they would be.
The nurses could only nod, dumbfounded.
The doctor performed a check-up, making sure that Jyushimatsu's neck hadn't been injured. He also took an X-ray of the hand, making sure it hadn't been broken again or gotten worse.
Everything was fine. They had had luck. A lot of it.
The rest had arrived while Jyushimatsu had been in another room for the X-ray and were waiting for him and news of his condition when he was wheeled in. They stood up, faces contorted in worry, as Jyushimatsu tried his best to tell them that he was alright.
Jyushimatsu sat in a wheelchair. It was a policy. Jyushimatsu's legs were just fine, although they did feel like jelly.
"I have the honor to tell you all that the patient is fine. He didn't get any bad injuries but the neck will bruise. The hand will also be a bit sore", the doctor smiled as he told the group, "I'll give you some ice packs for that."
"Oh thank you", Matsuyo cried out, leaning to her husband for comfort, "My little baby."
"You may go home now", the nurse told them, "Shall I drive you there? I'll get us an ambulance. We can all fit on that."
The doctor laughed, "A patient driven out of the hospital in an ambulance. Well, why not?"
"Let's go home", Ichimatsu mumbled to Jyushimatsu's ear, helping him up.
"Hm", Jyushi nodded, tears forming in the corners of his eyes, "Let's go."