Love Healing Manual

Chapter 8 Threesome

"No."

"Eh? Don't you want to experience it? That feeling that makes your heart flutter all the time, do you know how writers describe love?" Kaoru Murayama smiled and said, "A girl in love never looks forward to spring, because she is already sitting in spring."

"I don't want to." Kitagawa Ayane shook her head.

She held her chopsticks and dipped the delicious, thick-cut beef in the sauce a few times.

Lower your eyes.

She had no interest in dating and had never even paid attention to such things. Back in the county's high school, there were couples in her class.

Kitagawa Ayane always arrived early in the morning, and sometimes she would be surprised to find that when she arrived, couples were already in the classroom, sitting in close proximity and chatting. She assumed that the two were there to review their lessons, and she felt a sense of awe.

It turned out that the idea of ​​reviewing lessons was completely unfounded.

True intimacy is when people are oblivious to others.

She had encountered similar things many times and had never been able to understand such behavior.

Youth is a precious time for striving and making progress; engaging in romance is undoubtedly a waste of time.

What does love really feel like? She didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

In her world, she was already doing her best just to make a living, so she had no time to waste on anything else.

The loans I took out to attend university in Tokyo are still weighing on my shoulders.

"But so many people have confessed to you, Ayane-chan is receiving so many love letters~"

“When they confessed their love hastily, they didn’t think that dealing with these love letters was also a troublesome matter. Keeping them was not appropriate, and throwing them into the trash would make them look heartless,” Kitagawa Ayane said calmly. “Besides, there are many typos in the written form.”

Kaoru Murayama paused for a moment, then clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.

She slapped the table twice, nearly knocking over the flimsy wooden table.

Kitagawa Ayane gripped the table as if facing a formidable enemy, fearing that this delicious dinner might turn into a disaster where "a beautiful girl is scalded to death by sukiyaki."

"Ayane, you really are—"

"That's what it is."

Actually, even in high school, Kitagawa Ayane didn't realize that she was very popular in her class. Whenever she answered questions or there were class activities, everyone's eyes would always be on her.

When she joined a club, some people would hear about it and join the same club as her.

She didn't realize she was a charming person until someone pointed it out to her.

In fact, it was a very strange thing. In the school environment, every girl wore the same school uniform, had similar thighs, and wore the same stockings. Kitagawa Ayane never felt that there was any obvious difference. The only difference was that some people came from better-off families, could use the latest mobile phones, wear some pretty little jewelry, and had more friends around them, as if they were the center of the world.

Her problem during high school was that she couldn't afford a bra and had to wear small underwear.

What I hate most is swimming class, because the fact that she wears such small underwear will attract a lot of attention from other girls, who will come to see her like she's a rare animal.

This happened several times during my first and second years of high school.

This led her to pretend to have a stomachache during every swimming lesson, ask for leave, and then stay in the classroom.

Moreover, she was more developed than her peers, which made things even more painful—when she missed physical education class to run, she would always attract strange looks from others.

Adolescence is full of little troubles, and this incident even led to a conflict with another girl.

That girl was the class's little darling; during breaks, all the classmates would gather around her, chattering away.

Whether it's an older, bald instructor or other quiet classmates, it's common to make fun of these people when there's nothing else to talk about.

They got used to it and started to look down on others, sometimes even mocking each other arrogantly when they were in the same classroom.

One time, Kitagawa Ayane had just returned from the restroom when she overheard the girl saying, "Kitagawa Ayane bought new lingerie to seduce Mr. Okamoto Shunsuke. They rode the same bicycle after get off work, so they must have gone to a hotel."

Others commented, "It's true," "I knew she was a closet pervert," and "Mr. Junsuke has always admired her," their voices rising and falling so loudly that the entire classroom could hear them.

Kitagawa Ayane couldn't hold back any longer and immediately started tearing into him.

Her first bra was bought by Haruko Ono, the female teacher next door!

As a reward for her ranking in the top ten of her grade.

The two started fighting, pulling each other's hair, and the commotion was so great that even the teacher didn't dare to stop them.

After both sets of parents arrived, Kitagawa Ayane was forced by her mother to apologize to the girl, who then kicked her in the stomach while she was apologizing.

On the thin dining table.

Kitagawa Ayane tilted her fair neck back and gulped down the mineral water, then wiped her mouth.

The memory made her feel depressed, and she muttered:
Even if someone's confession is sincere, it's undoubtedly a burden for someone who isn't interested in such people.

It's better to be inconspicuous; too much attention will inevitably lead to trouble.

She always thought that way.

“Huh? When two people make eye contact and their hearts are pounding, how can you talk about being enthusiastic or not?” Murayama Kaoru waved his hand and explained, “Could it be that someone is enjoying this?”

Done.

The two looked at each other.

After a few seconds.

"There really is!" they exclaimed in unison.

I've seen too many people who treat dating as a pastime. In high school, there was even a girl who attempted suicide by cutting her wrists after breaking up with her boyfriend.

"It's better to stay away from things like this..." Kitagawa Ayane shook her head and said.

……

The next day, early morning.

Many students take the subway or ride bicycles on the streets, rushing to work with white-collar workers during the morning rush hour. A tall figure rides a bicycle into the tree-lined avenue of the campus.

Beneath the towering sycamore trees, dappled sunlight cast shadows.

The schoolbag was heavy, and Lin Ze's long legs pedaled slowly, the wind blowing his bangs across his forehead.

Click— Park the car and lock it.

"Lin Sang!" A voice suddenly called out from the side.

Lin Ze turned his head and saw two men walking together, one tall and the other thin and short.

The tall man had permed hair, and as he walked, the fluffy hair swayed back and forth.

The other one had a standard watermelon head and wore round-framed glasses.

Looking at the energetic Shoji Otomo and Yu Yamazaki, Lin Ze nodded, waiting for the two to come and join him.

"The sun is shining brightly today. My intern days begin today. It sounds amazing to be healing patients in a spotless ward... Of course, what I'm most looking forward to is the angelic nurses in the ward," said Shoji Otomo excitedly.

"The weather is indeed very nice."

"Are the girls in your class no longer enough to meet your expectations?" Yamazaki Yu said coldly.

“Of course, I need to find new targets for my fantasies, otherwise how will I get through the night?” Otomo Shoji shrugged.

"Disgusting."

"Yusang, we are clearly the same kind of people."

"No way, I would be ashamed to associate with someone like you."

As he spoke, Yamazaki Yu, her face filled with disgust, distanced herself from him.

"Then give me back the two collector's edition butters I lent you the day before yesterday."

"...Wait until I finish my third playthrough."

"Ah ha~ I bet you haven't slept a wink these past two nights."

"No, I fast forwarded it."

“I’m ashamed to associate with someone like you.” Shoji Otomo spat.

He strode forward to catch up with Lin Ze.

The two had a good relationship with Lin Ze. Otomo Shoji's distinctive feature was that his face resembled the surface of the moon, probably due to excessive hormones or too much masturbation. He was pale with a sickly red tinge, but he was tall and upright—to be honest, the average height of Japanese men is quite average.

Lin Ze is one of the tallest in the class, while Otomo Shoji's only advantage is his hair.

Although Yamazaki Yu is short, his height is actually quite good, placing him in the middle tier of his class. He doesn't give off the same sexually repressed vibe as Otomo Shoji at first glance. However, he loves shonen manga and once aspired to become a manga artist.

He later gave up because he failed his art class—but he also didn't have any talent in medicine. Since both his parents were doctors, he was forced to come and was admitted with a very narrow score.

Being able to attend the University of Tokyo essentially puts you among the top students in Japan, which is a source of pride for your family.

However, everyone only realized this after enrolling.

This world is a giant selection system.

Selected as an outstanding student to the University of Tokyo, she had excellent grades in her prefecture and hometown schools, but in a school full of monsters, she could easily become the class's drag.

This is a competition of talent, not just hard work, to achieve the desired goal.

After trying, Shoji Otomo and Yu Yamazaki gave up competing for grades and instead chose to cultivate their hobbies and interests, since they couldn't have gone to university for nothing.

Moreover, there are really a lot of beautiful girls in the medical school.

When he enrolled in school, Shoji Ohtomo saw countless girls in his class and vowed to his two best friends that he would definitely date one before graduation.

Two years have passed.

He had been planning this for a while.

"Well, a truly magnanimous man should wait for the girl to confess first," Shoji Otomo has said countless times without a shred of shame.

Lin Ze remained quiet as always, and his focus was not on the discussion between the two.

It's because he has something important to do today.

The first internship in their lives—for junior and senior students, after the first two years of unified university general education, this year truly distinguishes them from other students and begins to come into contact with major categories of medicine.

In addition to their extremely heavy classroom workload, they will travel in groups to the University of Tokyo Medical School Hospital, which is located near the college.

Clinical internships, observation, and exposure to core basic medical sciences were conducted, rotating through departments in a total of 12 major departments.

This was a two-year arduous training process, with resources that other medical students envied.

Because the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine is one of the best hospitals in Japan.

There are countless outstanding doctors, professors, and top-level physicians.

There are countless immortals!
The three walked along the tree-lined avenue and were about to enter Building A.

Suddenly, a group of chattering girls caught their attention.

Under the pavilion built by the college, there are two vending machines selling various beverages.

Oolong tea, barley tea, sparkling water, and canned coffee are all available.

Buying drinks shouldn't be a particularly eye-catching sight, but a group of girls in school uniforms lining up in a long queue and squeezing in to buy them was a bit unexpected.

The sunlight shone down without bias.

These girls, with their varied hairstyles and knee-high socks, wore shy smiles and rosy complexions. Even from a distance, you could hear their chatter: "I don't believe it," "No way," and "I know."

Their silvery laughter echoed through the air.

"What are you doing?" Otomo Shoji was unwilling to move.

“It seems none of you checked the LINE group last night,” Yamazaki Yu said with a look of realization, “It’s obvious.”

"What's so obvious? Yu-san!"

"Go through the message history yourself."

Lin Ze raised an eyebrow, not taking the matter to heart.

(End of this chapter)