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After school, I got homework from classes after lunch. Being unable to finish it, I take my school bag. Changing into my work outfit and plopping my bag behind the reception counter, turning on my computer and doing homework while waiting for a patient. I honestly have to be a real masochist to enjoy my job, every time someone comes in. I have to injure myself with an injury on their level to heal both of us, I hate shooting myself. I reload my gun, as I used it quite a few times before. Perfect, then. 2 men wearing black and white suits burst into the room, I quickly hurry the injured guy into the operation room.

I pull the paper onto the table, then placing my patient onto it. I took a look at the extent of his injuries, he has been stabbed 4 times.

"I'm sorry, but this might be weird," I said.

I pull out a gun, he gasps.

"I'm not going to shoot you," I said.

"I'm shooting myself," I said while pulling the trigger on my arm.

I bit my inner lip, hard.

"Beauty in Blood," I muttered out, my eyebrows furrowed.

A flash of red comes and both of our injuries disappear, I rolled up my sleeves on my white trench coat to my elbow. To make it easier to shoot myself without ripping through my clothing, the man immediately is confused. Astonished.

"Are you able to walk?" I asked while grabbing some wipes.

I wipe up the blood from the walls as the man stands up, unsure. Preparing for pain, I turn around. Throwing away the bloody wipe into the garbage as the guy walks around slowly.

"That's crazy..." he said in shock.

I chuckled a bit.

"You are good to go, your wounds should be throbbing but I assure you they are all gone. If you don't feel well you can stay in a patient room for some time." I said.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks, Doctor." He said while walking out of the operation room.

I rip off the bloody paper from the table, throwing it away as well. Sanitizing the table, after following him back into the reception.

"H-How have you healed already?!" His co-worker said in disbelief.

"Dr. Yoshimai sure has a blessed ability." The patient said.

"It's like a doctor from hell." my patient added.

Doctor from Hell, that's a new nickname.

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Work as pretty uneventful, I got a patient about every hour. Giving me much time to finish up my projects and homework. Now I don't have to worry about that project due next month, I chuckled. The only annoying thing was typing reports about each person I treated after I finished all my homework I decided to try and read every single book from the office. It will be good as I have never been to medical school. I handed in all my school work online, my teachers praised me for working so diligently, finishing the large scale project on the first day it was given. Then, I got one interesting reply from my teacher.

'I have something you could be interested in, in our school. It's a tradition to allow one student to graduate with all their majors completed by the first 3 months of school. To enter into this, you must score the highest in all subjects and pass the exam with a score above 89%. If you are interested in this proposal, please reply and I can display what you need to know for the test.'

This is perfect, I can finish up school from 5 years to 3 months! Then I would have time to quickly advance into medical school and balance working as a model on the side! But, should I work for the Port Mafia or do a legal job? I don't know. I immediately accept my teachers offer with a replying email and she sends me what I'm going to be tested on in the exam, wait. The exam is the finals expect in 2 months?! That is going to difficult, difficult by a long shot. I'll have to work hard. But I'm not backing down, I'll finish that exam.

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