My name is Hanako Yamada, and I am an ordinary college dog.

Get up at 11:30 am every morning, start running in the morning after breakfast, have the first big class at [-]:[-] am, go to a restaurant near the school to eat a children's meal at [-]:[-] noon, or go home and make a nutritionally balanced sandwich. By the way, drink another cup of coffee, and continue to go back to school at one o'clock in the afternoon. My favorite is the human anatomy class every Thursday afternoon.

Yes, it’s a bit obscene to say it, but when I saw the blood vessels in the human body and the tissue changes caused by the various diseases displayed by the corpse, I was actually a little bit excited.

Oh, I forgot to explain, I am 20 years old this year, and I was just admitted to the medical department of a famous university last year. I am a veritable medical dog.

As for why I chose to take the Faculty of Medicine, it was probably because a guy who persuaded me to study medicine once said that I have the talent to be a doctor-I really believed his evil.

My talent is definitely not clinical medicine, but forensic medicine, right?

Ah, the topic is getting far away, yes, I have lived such a calm and peaceful life.

Very good, I like it very much.

However, even such an ordinary me has my own secrets.

Since I was five years old, I have been surrounded by a "good friend" that no one can see except me. If you ask her how she appeared, I don't know exactly, but one thing I can be sure of is , In the next 15 years of my life, this secret has always been my very proud existence.

She grew up with me, ran with me in the morning, fought nights with me, scooped up the salt shaker when I accidentally knocked it over while I was cooking... blah blah blah... no, no, I didn't Use her to cheat, although she probably clearly sees which two feet of the fly ten kilometers away are rubbing back and forth.

Not only her eyesight is amazing, but her strength is also amazing.

When I was ten years old, I was blocked on my way home by two blunt little hooligans. They probably meant to steal money or something, but they were beaten away.

At that time, I saw the two cockscomb heads stuck in the wall and couldn't pull them out. I panicked and thought I was dead. I was trembling and called the emergency call, crying and ran to the nearest police station to report the case.

However, it turned out that the two little hooligans had nothing to do other than being stuck in the wall, and none of their bones were broken.

As my understanding of "good friends" deepened, I gradually understood that they were not all right, but that their wounds healed the moment they were beaten out.

In the beginning, "good friend" only had the ability to heal wounds quickly. As I became more familiar with the structure of the human body, this ability developed various ways of playing... Uh, it's usage.

I'll talk about this later.

My memories of the first 20 years of my life end here.The timeline has to be dialed back to the present.

There was no class for the school sports day today. I originally planned to go to the dissecting room for a day to deepen my relationship with various surgical instruments, but the teacher told me that the dissecting room was locked today, so I had to make another plan.

The senior I met during my freshman year was working as a medical teacher in a certain high school. Our relationship was quite good. She even said that if I didn’t want to be a doctor in a big hospital, she could introduce me to a better private school as a medical teacher.

I am very grateful to her for her good intentions, but I still refused, because a medical teacher cannot dissect a corpse.

It's an hour's drive from my school to the high school where she works, so I bought her favorite taiyaki to see her.School visitors need to register, so I chose to go over the wall.

"Senior sister! Look what I brought you!" Originally planning to surprise her, I suddenly held up the bag of taiyaki, and made a coquettish pose that I thought was cute. It's a smile.

……

Then I saw two muscular, stature, and looks not very like high school students, and very bad young people standing in the infirmary covered in blood, and between them, a blue muscular brother who looked like a magic lamp genie I was shaking a green honeydew melon extract until the juice was about to come out.

And my senior sister, lying on the ground, with her clothes unbuttoned—it’s very obscene to say the least, I think this scene is very violent, and it’s a bit R-rated.

Because of my sudden intrusion, the atmosphere became very awkward, and the lamp genie was still holding on to the honeydew essence, but the four of them were all looking at me.

...it feels like the flow of time has slowed down.

I was stuck in the choice between calling "Help" or saying "I interrupted you to continue".In the end, out of loyalty considerations, I decided to run away with my senior sister.

I looked at the two little brothers Gui, then at the magic lamp genie and melon gentleman pinched together, and finally at the senior sister who was lying on the ground unconscious and bleeding from all three orifices, then stood on tiptoe and followed the cat The same ran to the senior sister, grabbed her clothes and dragged her to run outside the infirmary.

Probably because of my random entry, I gave the stuck melon a chance to breathe. It was too late to say that a lot of melon juice flowed out of the hands of the melon, accompanied by the melon juice. Some shiny green crystals, which should look like emeralds... Ah, I didn't see it very clearly, but my "good friend" could see it clearly.

Probably in order to get rid of the restraint of the Smurfs, the emeralds erupted had a wide range of strikes, covering almost the entire space of the infirmary.

To put it simply...it will bring disaster to my innocent pond fish.

And senior sister.

Just for a moment, the little brother who was standing closer to me, with a very exaggerated gold (iron?) chain on his clothes...brother, rushed over suddenly, and blocked the way to me and the senior sister with his tendons. The emeralds sprayed on the side-and then looked carefully, most of them were hit on the Smurfs.

"That's enough," the little brother...brother said with a very subwoofer, and even a faint straight man's voice could be heard, "Troublesome woman."

ha?You brawled and molested a female medical teacher in the infirmary, destroyed school property, and still called me troublesome? exm

In fact, I had already cured the senior sister in the time of touching a fish, and obviously Mr. Melon over there realized that he couldn't confront the Smurfs head-on after being given a meal, so he planned to run away.

... Want to escape without paying medical expenses?

No windows are given to you.

"Good friend" came out of the window and punched him in the face.He hit him from the window to the door of the infirmary, just in front of the other little brother... no, little brother.

"What, what...there's still...?" He lay at the little brother's feet with a shocked expression on his face.

I think he probably didn't have time to be surprised that his face wasn't disfigured after being punched in the face, because the next thing he did, he was piled on the spot by the Smurfs.

That sound effect, to be honest, the 360-degree stereo surround is quite brainwashing.

It is a good habit to make up the knife, no matter what, it is always wrong to hit first and then start again.

It can be cured anyway, right?

Seeing that the little brother who was fighting a lot seems to be planning to take the other truant like this, I think I can also drag the senior sister out of this place of right and wrong first.

But within three seconds of turning around, I was grabbed by the back of the collar by the little brother who was at least 1.9 meters tall and more than 30 centimeters tall.

"You, come with me."

...Yes, if you have something to say, put away the Smurf behind you first.

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