Love Healing Manual

Chapter 9 The Goodwill Conference
The three of them stepped into the classroom.

They consciously went to sit down at the back of the classroom.

As one of the most outstanding universities in Japan, the University of Tokyo, which ranks among the top in the world, naturally has excellent classrooms that are bright, clean, and spotless.

The Komaba campus has many old buildings, mostly in the British architectural style, which look somewhat old. Alongside these buildings are century-old ginkgo trees that can be seen everywhere, but the classrooms inside are generally modern in style.

The classroom was small, with gleaming wooden tables and folding chairs with backs. Behind the podium was a screen showing PowerPoint presentations.

It can accommodate more than 30 students in total.

The graduate school of medicine admits a limited number of students each year, usually in 7 to 8 classes.

Lin Ze put down his schoolbag and took out the homework he had done yesterday. He was the "model student" in the class and was often called on by the teacher to go up to the podium to talk about the homework, so he had to keep his presentation fluent.

“Lin Zesang…”

Suddenly, Otomo Shoji nudged him and whispered, "Did you notice? Every girl is holding a drink."

Lin Ze followed his gaze and looked around.

Just as Xiangzhi said, every girl in the class was holding a bottle of beverage.

The medical school is predominantly female, making up about two-thirds of the class. Lin Ze's class is even more polarized, with only seven boys in total, including the three of them. They usually gather in the back of the classroom to stick together for warmth.

Yes, we must stick together and support each other.

Girls studying medicine are beasts, and female students at the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine are even worse.

If you offend one of them... during practice sessions, they will deliberately stick the needle into a different spot instead of a blood vessel.

"Time is running out," said Taro Mizuno, who was surrounded by a group of boys.

"What?" Otomo Shoji asked eagerly.

"An essential ritual for third-year medical students before their internships," Taro Mizuno pushed up his glasses, his gaze deep. "It's a custom passed down for seventy-six years by our seniors. Before each internship, because boys are scarce, when the groups are assigned to enter the hospital, the girls will choose the boys with the best physical strength, so that they can compete for an S-rank evaluation during the two-year internship..."

It is worth mentioning that during the two-year internship period, the supervising teachers will rate the performance of the internship groups, with S being the best, followed by A and so on down to F.

Every hospital reviews the performance ratings of interns; those who score below C are sent to the countryside.

"Hiss—" Shoji Otomo gasped.

"I heard that once. It seems that boys have absolute priority in choosing, because there's a lot of physical work involved in internships," Lin Ze recalled.

"In order to win the favor of the boys and get them to choose them, the girls would give drinks to their chosen 'targets' before being assigned to groups, as a way of showing their affection," Taro Mizuno continued to explain.

Shoji Otomo suddenly realized.

No wonder there was a long line of girls in front of the vending machine downstairs.

But then he became distressed.

"Damn it!" Shoji Otomo slammed his fist on the table, glaring angrily. "Won't a tough guy like me easily find myself in a situation where all the girls in the class have to choose me? Then... should I choose Yumi Suzuki or the class president? Reo Miyagi is also nice! Oh ho ho ho, this is really a headache."

"Pfft—" Yamazaki Yu couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

"why are you laughing?"

"Crazy man..."

Yamazaki Yu's gaze was filled with disdain.

"It's not that simple... With traditions changing, girls no longer choose the boys with the best physical strength. Instead, they use this opportunity to express their feelings to the boys they like..." Mizuno Taro explained to the group of men who were listening intently, "That means spending the next two years together. Isn't that a perfect opportunity for a girl who already has someone in her heart?"

“Miss Suzuo is indeed very good.” Lin Ze nodded in agreement.

"Lin Ze-san also likes the class representative's long legs? If you ask me, how pleasant it would be to have her step on my legs a few more times during my internship..." Goto sighed.

"Her grades are excellent, and she can definitely help the group compete for the only S-level rating."

Goto Murakami: "..."

During a break in their conversation.

Finally, the female students who went downstairs to buy drinks arrived, running in with a few beads of sweat on their rosy faces.

They hurriedly found seats and sat down.

There was still some time before class started, but everyone was already in the classroom.

suddenly.

The class monitor, who had been watching the front of the classroom, stood up.

The hands of the wall clock were pointing to 08:10.

"Quiet!" Class president Hiramomi Onoko snapped.
Suddenly, the entire classroom fell silent. Not to mention the whispering girls, even the usually mischievous boys dared not utter another word.

Under the almost tangible pressure of Hiramika Onoko.

She stood on the podium, her cold gaze sweeping across the entire audience.

“Starting today, our Medical Department (Class 2) will officially begin our internship. Three people will be grouped together to study at the affiliated hospital of the Medical Department,” she paused, then said with great emotion, “It concerns our future!”

"The group is under the supervision of the mentor, and the mechanism is chosen by the boys themselves. We also discussed this in the LINE group yesterday."

"Following the tradition of our predecessors, you girls in the class are given one opportunity to express your strengths and determination. Starting by your enrollment number, speak briefly to the boys you believe you can work well with during the internship. Important! No one is allowed to waste time. I also had you write down your notes in advance yesterday. You only have 30 seconds to speak. Do you understand?"

I don't know about other departments, but in the medical school, class monitors generally have extremely high authority.

Sometimes even higher than the advisor.

After Hiramomi Onoko spoke.

The girls all responded in unison, "We heard you!"

"Miyagi Suzuo, your enrollment number is the priority, so we'll start with you," the class monitor announced.

"clear."

Although she is the class's academic representative and is always handling and assigning various tasks in the class, often attracting attention, Miyagi Suzuo was still a little nervous as she stood up from her seat, holding a can of coffee.

How could I not be nervous...

This even means confessing your love in front of everyone!

It's called "showing affection" in writing, but how is it different from confessing your feelings? Offering a drink implies a desire to spend the next two years together, and it definitely indicates feelings in some way...

She was wearing a school uniform, with a knee-length skirt and over-the-knee socks.

With her hair curled at the ends, Miyagi Suzuo walked slowly down the aisle, her head held high, drawing everyone's attention.

She is tall, comes from a good family, and is confident in her appearance.

But somehow.

Thinking about the goal she was going to choose, Miyagi Suzuo felt a little less confident...

outside the window.

The sun was warm and bright, and several sparrows perched under the ginkgo tree, watching the exciting program together.

It chirps occasionally.

The "tap-tap" sound of the little leather shoes on the ground reached the ears of every student.

Some girls were even too scared to look, like Takeuchi Mei, who is good friends with Suzuo and they had discussed their choices yesterday. Those who were too scared to look were imagining themselves being bombarded with stares later.

I was so nervous I started sweating.

Miyagi Suzuo walked to the back of the classroom, put her hands behind her back, and mustered up a lot of courage to look up at the boy in front of her.

Lin Ze rested his chin on his hand, meeting her gaze.

Such a close and earnest gaze.

"Bang bang—"

Miyagi Suzuo heard her own heartbeat.

The canned coffee was placed on Lin Ze's desk amidst the attention of everyone in the classroom.

"Lin Ze, you have excellent grades and are very responsible. I think being in the same group as you will be very helpful for your future grades..." Miyagi Suzuo said a few words with her hands behind her back, then lowered her gaze: "I hope you can consider me. Let's work together... work hard together."

"Thank you," Lin Ze said earnestly.

For an instant.

The entire classroom seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Even the class monitor on the podium didn't realize that he had also forgotten to breathe.

“Next,” Hiramomi Onoko said, taking a deep breath.

“It’s me.” Suzuki Yumi stood up timidly.

In an instant, at the back of the classroom, where the boys had gathered.

Many people became nervous; some touched their noses, some coughed lightly, and all showed unnatural expressions.

Shoji Otomo pretended not to care, turned his head away, and then looked at the desk.

The reason why everyone reacted this way is simply because Suzuki Yumi is a particularly lovable girl.

She is petite, only about 1.5 meters tall, with a round face and slightly chubby cheeks. Her short hair with a tuft of hair perfectly complements her cute face, and she usually speaks softly.

She looks like a very well-behaved girl.

The truth is, while outstanding girls may be popular, like Miyagi Suzuo, Suzuki Yumi is the one my heart truly desires.

Wearing a short-sleeved school uniform, revealing her fair arms that looked as if they would break at the slightest touch, she held a can of drink in her hand and walked to the back of the classroom with her head down and small steps.

In the silence.

On the contrary, the boys in the classroom could hear their own heartbeats more and more clearly.

Yamazaki Yu nervously pinched his thigh, his eyes fixed on Suzuki Yumi's approaching steps. His heart pounded.

Shoji Otomo, standing next to him, let out a miserable howl.

"You bastard...why did you pinch my leg?"

Suzuki Yumi raised her face and quickly met the gaze of the boy she liked. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she bit her lip as she took out her drink.

It was placed on Mizuno Taro's desk in one go.

Everyone looked surprised, even Mizuno Taro himself hadn't expected it.

"how come……"

"I can't see a single sign..."

Whispers arose from the crowd.

Because she was too reserved, Suzuki Yumi put the drink down very quickly, and the bottle almost rolled over and fell to the ground.

Taro Mizuno caught it with lightning speed.

Otherwise, if it falls to the ground, it will definitely embarrass Suzuki Yumi in front of her.

"Quiet!" Hiramomi Onoko said, frowning.

Yumi Suzuki gave the class president a grateful look. She spoke very softly, so softly that she could be heard in the classroom if there was any noise.

“Mizuno… I hope we can be in the same group during my internship. You know so much, which is admirable,” she said, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. “If you choose me, I would be extremely grateful…”

As she spoke, she bowed slightly.

Then, with extremely quick little steps, he dashed back to his seat in a flash.

Suzuki Yumi's cheeks were burning hot, as if steam was rising from them, and sweat was about to drip down.

However, everyone was still in shock.

He hadn't come to his senses yet.

Hidden too deep!
In the past two years, apart from work, what interaction did the two have? No one could have imagined that Suzuki Yumi was harboring such a secret affection.

"That's great, Yumei," her friend encouraged her softly.

On the other hand, let's look at the boys' side.

After realizing what had happened, everyone bumped into Taro Mizuno with their shoulders, making him sway back and forth in his seat.

The emotions in his eyes were a mixture of envy and teasing.

Taro Mizuno stared at the drinks on the table without saying a word. After a long while, he finally used his shoulder to retaliate against the group of bastards.

Although the process was tense and exciting, even thrilling, after the class representative and Suzuki Yumi started it, everyone became more and more excited.

The tables on everyone's desks were empty.

So far, only Lin Ze and Mizuno Taro have won a bottle of beverage.

"next."

Hiramika Onoko issued the order.

moment.

No one stood up.

Everyone looked around, seemingly trying to figure out who was in third place.

"Squad leader, you're next." Someone reminded him.

"Huh!?" Hiramomi Onoko froze.

She actually forgot that she was the third person!
Standing on the podium, her expression began to look off, as if she was holding her breath and trying to appear calm.

"It's over..." Yamazaki Yu whispered.

"Being in the same group as the class monitor is the real end. You'll be humiliated every day, your dignity will be trampled on, and she won't show you any mercy."

"Aren't you curious about who she likes? Even if she has a strong personality, she's still a girl after all."

"Huh!? The class monitor is actually a woman?"

The boys whispered among themselves.

This is the highlight of the "goodwill meeting"!
Because everyone in the class lived under her rule.

She treats everyone equally, regardless of gender. Even if a female student is on leave due to menstrual discomfort, such a reason is not enough to soften her heart.

When it comes to criticism, there should be no mercy.

"Where's the class monitor's drink?" a girl asked.

"Of course I brought it." With that, Hiramomi Onoko stepped down from the podium and took a drink from her seat.

She took a deep breath.

With firm steps, she strode towards the boys through the aisle.

She moved quickly, with almost no hesitation.

Like firing a mortar shell, the drink was slammed onto the table with a "Duang".

"Lin Ze, I hope you can give me priority consideration as a member of the group. The reason is simple: I was ranked first in the entire medical school when I was admitted. Although my grades have slipped recently, I still got an A+ at the end of the semester," she said earnestly and seriously. "A strong team is the best choice for both of us. Let's work together for the best years of our lives. Please!"

"Thank you, class monitor. I'll consider it," Lin Ze replied.

"Mm!" Hiramomi Onoko turned around and walked back to the podium.

However, from the perspective of everyone in the corridor.

Everyone saw that her hands, which were behind her back, were trembling slightly.

“Next,” she continued.

The entire "goodwill gesture" lasted for more than twenty minutes.

Towards the end, the class monitor kept urging them to finish the activity quickly, otherwise the situation would be even more awkward when the teacher in charge arrived.

One girl after another served drinks, using very polite language.

They mostly said things like "I hope we can work together," "I will definitely not hold you back," and "Let's strive together."

When it was Matsuzaka Akiko's turn, another popular girl in the class, she spoke a little longer and did her best to introduce her strengths.

As for the people she's trying to curry favor with, there's no need to guess; everyone knows.

When Matsuzaka Akiko first entered the university, she wrote love letters to Lin Ze. On holidays, she would carefully make some chocolates and cookies for Lin Ze, and if he didn't accept them, she would stuff them into his desk.

This behavior was maintained for more than two years.

They did not give up.

He's been behaving much better lately, but this time his target is still Lin Ze.

With the final words, "Choosing me will definitely not make you regret it," the girl walked back to her seat and sat down.

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.

The "goodwill meeting" event has finally come to an end.

"Why... there isn't a single drink bottle?" Otomo Shoji was already exuding a faint death aura, his mouth slightly open, his pupils filled with disbelief.

Even Yamazaki Yu received a girl's advances and didn't leave empty-handed.

He was the only one who didn't receive it.

Everyone else had at least one bottle.

Patting him on the shoulder, Yamazaki Yu comforted him, "It seems you need to reflect on your character."

"This is utterly shameful! This tradition should have been abandoned long ago!"

If we were to name the only loser in this "goodwill gesture," then Shoji Ohtomo was the sole loser.

The victor is self-evident.

What was astonishing about the boys' seats in the back row was that Lin Ze had a total of 19 bottles of drinks on his desk, and there was no room for his books, which he had put away.

The drinks I took out of the vending machine were emitting cold air, and the bottles were covered with fine water droplets, completely full.

Compared to others, his harvest was so abundant that it made people a little envious...

“You bastard…” Otomo Shoji glanced at Lin Ze, his doubts about life growing even stronger.

Although everyone had some expectations about the outcome of the "goodwill meeting," Lin Ze's popularity was still a bit too much.

Just now, when the girls came up one after another to bring drinks.

We're all tired of seeing "Lin Ze chooses me" and "Lin Ze-san, please give me your guidance".

Although Otomo Shoji really wanted to complain about "a bunch of shallow women," he also knew in his heart that not all girls liked Lin Ze's appearance. In comparison, Lin Ze had the best academic performance among the group of boys, was also steady, and treated people peacefully on a daily basis.

Aside from the class monitor, he was the only one at the "model student" level.

It can be said to be excellent in almost every aspect.

Such individuals have a greater advantage in competing for group rankings.

This world has always been this realistic; only through hard work, and even more hard work, can one survive on the pity of others.

He thought sadly that he would make these women regret it no matter what!

"I'm a little curious, Lin Ze, who will you choose? After all, both the class monitor and the academic representative have shown you favor. Even someone like Ze-sang would feel pressured being in the same group as the class monitor, right?"

(End of this chapter)