Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

"Did you go on another date with Hanako-sensei today?"

"I told you it was medical treatment."

"Okay, are you going to see Ms. Hanako again today?"

"library!"

Fujino replied to Saki somewhat awkwardly, not even daring to turn around.

Heaven knows why this little guy started chatting with me like nothing happened after he took a nap...

He always felt that Saki was turning over when he slept at night.

I thought she was like me, tossing and turning in bed.

I never expected that Saki could follow him so casually after waking up.

He ate the chicken meatballs he had just bought at the convenience store, pondering what he should learn at the library.

Yes, even top students who graduated from the University of Tokyo.

When facing exams, Fujino still prefers to cram at the last minute.

Even if it's not fast, it still shines.

At this time, the Japanese medical community began to embrace general practice.

Specialist doctors are required to have a basic understanding of the relevant departments.

Just like Fujino and his psychiatry team, they also need to master basic neurological knowledge.

After all, at this time, mental illness was generally considered to be an internal medical condition that was influenced by neurotransmitters or hormone levels.

Fujino's more sociological approach to diagnosis and treatment has only recently become popular in developed countries like the United States.

He should be grateful for this, otherwise he would have had to study sociology like psychiatrists in later generations.

That was truly a last-minute effort that couldn't be made in the first place.

Those who frequently take various exams know this.

Even if it's a skill you use frequently, using it in practice and answering questions in a written exam are two different things.

Just like today, all he needs to do is organize the psychiatric knowledge he has basically mastered.

He also wanted to test the [Neurology] skill set provided by the system (intermediate level) and see if it was sufficient for his exam.

However, Saki, who was following behind, was a huge obstacle.

The moment he saw the nonchalant Saki, he was reminded of the absurdity of the previous night.

Well, since she's not bringing it up anymore, I'd better not bring it up either.

Fujino continued walking like that.

But things went wrong because he didn't have eyes in the back of his head.

Saki had been following him all the way, her gaze intense.

Although she would turn her head away from Fujino every time she saw him turn his head, she would do so as if nothing had happened.

But even where Fujino couldn't see, Saki's gaze never left him.

She was secretly delighted.

Even though he was going to the library to study this morning.

I also look at myself much more often now.

There were at least 13 more trips to work than the day before yesterday, representing a year-on-year increase of at least 55%.

This is great news.

What does this mean?

A satisfied smile appeared on Saki's lips.

That means she did the right thing!

If her rivals object, then she's done the right thing;

If Fujino didn't object, then it means she did the right thing!

Yesterday's success can be replicated.

At least it actually worked.

Walk to the intersection in front of the tram stop.

Cars come and go.

Fujino glanced at Saki again, then gently grasped her wrist.

"Stay close, and be careful."

Upon hearing this, Saki lowered her head slightly.

She seems to get really shy lately, especially when she hears Fujino speak or watches him do things.

She felt that she blushed very easily.

She especially felt Fujino's concern for her.

She gently turned her wrist and intertwined her fingers with Fujino's.

She sensed it; he didn't refuse.

Fujino took her hand and led her across the street.

She watched as Fujino carefully shielded her from the side of the vehicle, her eyes crinkling into slits with a smile.

He loves me so much.

......

Finally, I sat down at the table in the reading room.

Fujino pointed to the slogan on the wall.

"Please refrain from talking"

At the same time, hold up a finger to your lips and make a soft "shh" sound.

Saki nodded, her neck hunched.

She randomly picked up a book and started reading.

The Forest of Norway

Is this a book that describes scenery?

Or are they books on horticulture?

She became slightly interested and began to flip through the pages.

Soon, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she would glance at Fujino every now and then.

It was as if she was wary of him seeing what she was reading.

But she can rest assured.

Fujino was currently lying on a mountain of books, taking notes.

If a medical student invites you to the library, don't overthink it; he's genuinely there to study and doesn't mean he wants to go on a date.

Fujino's pen was sparking with ink.

He quickly organized his notes from the psychiatry department.

He organized them according to the symptoms, which is very much in the style of a clinician.

He put down his pen and looked through his notes.

It seems like it really works, and it even looks plausible to sell it as exam study material.

However, he was well aware that everything he wrote was filtered through a lens.

What seems like flawless writing now might look like dog shit a month or two later.

So he decided to put it aside for now and start examining the reward he had received: neurology.

As he got up to put the books away, he noticed that Saki's pretty face was flushed, and her fingers were trembling as she turned the pages.

He gently walked behind Saki and touched her forehead.

The body temperature is still within the normal range.

Perhaps there's a slight lack of oxygen in the library.

He gently patted Saki's shoulder and led her to the terrace.

Saki was like a doll the whole way, always a beat slow to react.

It wasn't until she sat down on the terrace that she realized it was the spot Fujino had led her away from.

She was startled to realize that Fujino had been standing behind her, and she didn't know if he had seen those things.

The novel she just picked up... the descriptions of sex in it were so detailed.

What can't be stuffed in...

This is a bit too much for her, who has just turned eighteen.

If Fujino finds me looking at the Imperial Uncle in the library...

Eh? !

She suddenly realized that this seemed like a good idea.

"Saki, are you feeling any better?"

Fujino's voice was still so gentle.

Saki looked into the other person's eyes, but her mind was still on the contents of the book she had just read.

What if Fujino-san... can't put it in?

Will it hurt as much as described in the book?

......

Thinking of this, Saki's face turned red again.

His gaze became unfocused, and he dared not look directly at Fujino.

"Huh? It's red again? Is it still hot here?"

Fujino looked at her in confusion and reached out to place his hand on her head again.

"No fever..."

Saki just sat there, letting the other person do as they pleased.

She looked at Fujino with a somewhat infatuated gaze.

It really wasn't just my imagination.

Since last night, he has really been concerned about me.

He loves me so much.

She smiled sweetly and nodded gently:

"I'm fine, Fujino-san. Let's go back."

She was the first to walk into the house.

Yes, after all, we still need to find an opportunity for Fujino to discover that she's reading pornographic books.

Fujino followed behind her, but did not notice anything unusual about Saki.

He just kept flipping through the "Neurology" textbook.

[Quantum Speed ​​Reading] activated.

He flipped through the book faster and faster. Although he could no longer see the words on the page, the content still appeared in his mind.

Central nervous system, spinal cord gray matter, trigeminal neuralgia...

These are all familiar terms to him, already falling within the scope of "Neurology (Intermediate)".

Therefore, even though the percentage of information that can be remembered using quantum speed reading is not very high, Fujino clearly knows that he understands these knowledge points.

This sense of exhilaration and control

It's like drinking iced Yakult mixed with black coffee at noon today.

You know perfectly well that it will definitely surge in the afternoon.

Just as he was basking in the exhilarating and satisfying feeling of "being able to do anything",

A man's hand interrupted his immersive experience.

Fujino looked up and frowned.

Those were the bodyguards that Hanako's mother had sent away last time...

He remembered him; he was tall and thin.

What's this guy doing here?

The other person calmly pushed over a camera and a note, raised their hand towards the camera, and made a "please" gesture.

Fujino hesitated for a moment, glanced at the camera, and his face darkened.

There was a photograph inside.

The photo shows Fujino touching Saki's forehead on the terrace.

The contents of the note were exactly as he had expected.

"Mr. Fujino, you don't want the young lady to know about this, do you?"

"Come out and talk to me."