Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Fujino smiled brightly as the camera flashed.

Although I was presumptuously standing in the middle of the first row, it was Professor Muto's arrangement.

If it were a specialized medical exam, he felt he deserved to stand in that position.

This was an opportunity he had gained by sacrificing future opportunities for maneuver and standing firmly behind Mr. Hatoyama.

He straightened his chest.

Moreover, he has practical experience in psychiatry and knowledge of neurology.

He was confident that he would achieve the success predicted on the banner.

Holding the photograph, Professor Muto patted Fujino on the shoulder:

"You're so full of energy, Fujino-kun! No wonder you're the best young doctor at the University of Tokyo Medical School!"

"I dare not accept such praise."

Fujino waved his hand, a humble smile on his face.

Although he acknowledged the other person's excellence, he couldn't possibly accept the title of "the best young doctor."

Isn't this just making enemies for no reason?

Although he didn't mind, there was no need for him to get himself into this trouble.

Professor Muto and Professor Kasai both said the same thing:

"There's a rumor that your department is going to test your neurology knowledge, with a focus on the trigeminal nerve."

The reminder was given subtly, but Fujino took great pleasure in it.

This is absolutely crucial.

If Professor Kasai's warning was like casting a wide net, then Muto's leaking of the exam questions was like delivering food to someone's doorstep.

Thank you so much!

Although Fujino may not necessarily need to leak the questions, he is still very grateful to Muto.

Those who frequently take exams know that focused review and aimless, unfocused review are two completely different levels of intensity.

The results are often quite the opposite.

This seemingly insignificant "trigeminal nerve" certainly strengthened Fujino's chances of winning.

He glanced at Professor Muto.

He truly is a cunning old fox.

The other person acted as if they hadn't opened their mouth at all, exchanging pleasantries with Professor Tohsaka.

She showed no sign that she had just been giving him hints about the questions; she remained completely composed.

Fujino sensed the gazes around him.

Standing next to Professor Muto, in the center of the first row, he attracted a lot of attention...

Some were envious, some disdainful, and some even resentful...

"Who is he?"

"Haven't you heard of him? Fujino, the psychiatrist."

"What kind of marginal department is psychiatry? Why is it standing in the front row?"

"Tsk, could it be someone connected to Professor Muto?"

Especially Tetsuo Kamejo, who is also a psychiatrist in the second row.

His fellow surgeon next to him nudged his shoulder and asked, "Hey, Kamijou-kun, who's this Fujino?"

Kamijou Tetsuhiko looked somewhat embarrassed, his expression strange.

He didn't want to admit that he was also a psychiatrist, let alone that he was Fujino's colleague.

Otherwise, how do you explain the contrast between Fujino standing in the front row and him standing in the corner?

Isn't this admitting that he's far inferior to Fujino?

Although it is true, he does not want to admit it.

Moreover, ever since Fujino obtained his professional medical exam qualification, Takanashi Mitsuki has never contacted him again.

He was like a discarded pawn, an inferior product.

Kamijou was really unwilling to accept this, but he didn't know what to do.

Fujino's meteoric rise to power made him not even consider taking action against him.

When the gap is only one meter, he will be jealous and fight back; but when the gap is as wide as the Milky Way... he only asks Fujino to be merciful and give him a way out.

With Professor Kasai's help inside and Professor Muto's protection outside, even the specialist doctor Takanashi, who had always been at odds with him, gave up.

What about him?

When he was pushed forward to be a pawn, he never imagined that this day would come!

Kamijou swallowed his bitterness and could only turn to his classmate with a wry smile:

"Yes, Dr. Fujino is an excellent psychiatrist."

He had no choice.

Fujino was like an iron curtain, pressing down on his head.

After all, while he was still fighting to the death, his superior had already surrendered.

Is it too late to try and repair your relationship with Fujino now?

It seems there's nothing too serious; he didn't offend Fujino... Yes, he didn't.

After pondering for a long time, Kamijou realized that his dialogue with Fujino was already quite polite.

Since a smile can conceal a dagger, it can also become a genuine smile.

However, this means that even if he becomes a specialist doctor in the future, he will still have to be subordinate to Fujino.

Are you willing to accept this...?

What is there to be unwilling about!

He was just doing his best to become a specialist doctor!

Meanwhile, Fujino... Kamijou turned his gaze to the smiling man beside Muto.

He's only a specialist doctor for now.

He will be a professor.

......

The lingering fervor of wishing for success spread from the first-floor lobby all the way to the medical department.

The same applies to psychiatry.

Just yesterday, Fujino was here enjoying his colleagues' celebration.

They celebrated his successful acquittal, which allowed him to qualify for the specialized medical examination.

Today, however, he received another blessing.

If yesterday's celebration stemmed more from concern for colleagues and a sense of shared sorrow over the tragic downfall of an excellent doctor...

So today's blessing was a bit reserved.

Especially for medical trainees.

Fujino, as a medical student, was actually at the same level as them, only a senior in "later training".

This difference in seniority is like the difference between a senior and a freshman; although significant, it only makes people feel close, not distant.

But specialized medical care is different.

The specialist doctor is a teacher, and is their superior.

Just like Mitsuki Takanashi, although she can be eccentric and unreliable at times, she can always get any trainee doctor to do something.

No one dared to refute it.

And soon, Fujino will become such a teacher.

Even though she had just become a specialist doctor, she already placed herself above the veteran specialist doctor, Kotori Mitsuki, as a junior.

No one questioned this, just as no one doubted whether Fujino could pass the specialized medical exam.

Including Kotori Mitsuki.

She stood in the crowd, her gaze towards Fujino complex.

No one knew better than her how Fujino would dominate her and trample on her mercilessly.

Even at this moment, she wasn't thinking about how to cheer Fujino up, or feeling bitterness or even disgust...

Her mind was filled with images of Fujino's new office.

That would be the abandoned office next to hers, a place where no doctor had visited in a long time.

After cleaning, the office was bright and clean. One window offered a view of the playground below, while the other window faced the blinds of the hospital's public office.

It is well-ventilated from north to south.

Meanwhile, Fujino sat in a neat office chair, instructing his trainees on how to proceed, who would be responsible for which patient, and so on.

And she was squinting, serving Fujino under his desk...

Why?!

She suddenly realized why she was fantasizing about such a scene.

Kotori Mitsuki's eyes were darting around in a panic, and her cheeks were flushed.

She can't keep letting her mind wander like this; it will only embolden Fujino!

Professor Kasai's warm voice rang out, interrupting her erotic fantasies:

"Tsuchimikado, Saki-chan, please help Fujino-kun clean up the office next to Takanashi's."

"Let's not write down the professional title yet."

"First write your name, [Fujino Kazuhiko]."