The red light of the signboard dimmed out. Operation successful, it screamed in the minds of the worried ones that sat patiently in their seats, waiting for the good news. But even after an hour not one doctor or nurse came to assure the safety of the Kumo-boy, Izaya Yashin. “Are you Karui-san, team-captain of Kumogakure's Team Five?” questioned the feminine voice, snapping Karui out of her trance. “Yes. Please, the report.” “Very well, please take your seat. This might be causing you an enormous shock.”