Chapter 175: Establishing Hierarchy (2)

Lauren's heart-pounding Academy life, One month in.

The Reception Room of Lauren's Mansion located in the Luxury Housing of the Academy.

Thump!

Lauren collapsed face-down onto the Desk with a haggard face.

Thick books were piled up like a mountain on top of the massive table.

The Saint of Radiance was not the only one who had collapsed inside that room.

Across the table, Lauren's Peers were also dying.

They were Peers he had gotten close with while working at the Infirmary's Emergency Ward.

Because they happened to be in the same grade and had struggled together on the same battlefield (?), he was able to quickly blend into their group in just One month.

"Uuuh......"

"Haa......"

"Please eat some snacks while you work."

While the Study Group with his Peers from the Department of Healing Arts was in full swing,

The Nanny opened the Reception Room door and brought in snacks.

The Study Group gratefully accepted the Tea and Snacks on the Tray and decided to take a short Break time.

"Munch, munch. Without you all, studying these things would have been daunting."

"It is the same for us, Lord Saint."

The reason they gathered was none other than for Anatomy study.

In a normal situation, a Study Group is generally not a recommended method of study.

Because when close friends gather, it often ends with them just making useless Small talk instead of studying.

However, there was an Exception,

"The Professor's Words to do a Study Group for Anatomy were really spot on."

That was Anatomy.

In the Department of Healing Arts, Anatomy is an Exception where a Study Group is highly recommended.

Because they had to build an Anatomical model together, and they needed people to share memorization tips or provide a Correction for incorrect knowledge.

That was why Lauren also bravely started a Study Group with his friends, but......

"Ugh...... Thinking about it pisses me off. Why are these damn bones so complicated!"

"Tell me about it. Why are the eight Carpal bones so tightly packed together, and why do they all have different names."

"I don't know why they even named every single one of the Protrusions on the Radius and Ulna. When you just pour Divine Power, they fuse back together on their own."

Starting from the Location and names of the eight Carpal bones, to the Radius and Ulna.

Those were the Parts the gathering was meant to study today.

"Yeah, that's right. Speaking of Protrusions, I have to say this. Memorizing the names of large bones isn't difficult. I fully understand that it's necessary."

Lauren understood the reason for memorizing the names of the bones.

How could someone be a Healer and treat people without even knowing what bone this is?

However, the reason he harbored a Complaint was about a different Part.

"Why do we have to memorize the Olecranon process or the Supracondylar region? Isn't it enough to just memorize the bones?"

Lauren took his eyes off the Book and turned to the students of the Department of Healing Arts.

Owen, one of the people in that Study Group, let out a deep Sigh and answered.

"When you were in Actual combat, Lord Saint, were the other Healers memorizing these Parts as well?"

"I think most of them...... weren't memorizing them."

"Then as expected, it must be content for the exam."

Owen also agreed with Lauren.

It wasn't simply because Lauren was a Saint.

It was because he also couldn't understand the reason for memorizing bone structures to this extent.

Not only Owen but the other Peers also nodded.

'If this isn't difficult, that means I'm a Blockhead.'

It was because if they didn't think this was content for the exam, their self-esteem wouldn't be able to endure it.

At that Time, The Saintess of the Lamp, Ayla, who was part of the group, opened her mouth.

"No, it isn't. They are necessary knowledge. To perform a Surgery, you must basically familiarize yourself with the bone structures. Without these, if you open the flesh, there is no way to recognize the tissues."

"......"

"Blood Vessels and muscles have different shapes and Locations for each person. The Photographs my Teacher attached to the Anatomy Textbook were just organized to make it easier for us to understand; the actual Scene is much messier and harder to recognize than this."

Surgeries in Actual combat do not have any annotations attached to the muscles.

Sometimes, due to an Accident, a muscle is located in a Part where it shouldn't be severed,

And sometimes, a Blood Vessel cannot be distinguished by color whether it's an Artery or a Vein.

"My Teacher's Words were that even the delicate shapes and Locations of Blood Vessels are different for each person. It means there are anatomical variations."

"What does that have to do with this?"

"In such situations, the only Parts with few anatomical variations are the bones."

She pointed at the Photograph in the Book that happened to be open.

"The Olecranon process is the Part where the Triceps attach. So my Teacher said that during a Surgery, if the muscles are hard to distinguish, he traces back the muscles extending from this bone."

"......"

"All of these Parts are completely necessary Parts for a Surgery."

"......Then, are you, Saintess of the Lamp, memorizing all of this?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Why couldn't they memorize this?

Ayla tilted her head, harboring such Doubt.

At that, Lauren asked a Question as if to confirm.

"Then what is the important Part on the Shoulder side?"

"The Coracoid process comes to mind first. Since it's the origin of the Conjoint tendon, checking here allows you to identify the Biceps and the Coracobrachialis, and......"

"Ah, I understand. I apologize for doubting you."

Ayla answered without any delay.

Lauren admitted his defeat with a fed-up Facial expression.

At the same Time, the Hierarchy within the Study Group was established.

'I didn't expect much, but becoming Top of the Class is a lost cause.'

'As expected of The Black Saint's one and only Disciple.'

'Phew. If you have to be at that level to be Top of the Class, I'll pass.'

While everyone recognized her as the undeniable Top of the Class.

Only Ayla was unaware of her own position.

Because to her, Anatomy was not such a difficult problem.

She was someone who had done Observation and Assistance for countless Surgeries by Yulian's side.

She had already mastered this level of anatomical knowledge even before her Matriculation into the Academy.

'Since my Teacher also said this is the Basics among Basics.'

However, this was a Result entwined with a slight Misunderstanding.

In the past, during the Time Ayla was a student in the High School Division.

Yulian received the News that prospective students of the Department of Healing Arts completed an Internship at the Infirmary before their Matriculation.

That there, students would choose a Sect, and learn the Basics of Medicine under their assigned Teacher.

Yulian understood this by substituting it with preparations for noble-style Social Activities.

Namely, the Tradition of Seventeen years old children following their parents to their workplace, learning and helping with their work.

In Reality, it wasn't a wrong understanding.

Since students usually built their Basics by roughly deciding their Sect and Teacher before their Matriculation into the Undergraduate Division in that manner.

However, if there was a difference from the other Healers,

It was the fact that Yulian's 'Basics' were slightly different from the Basics of others.

— "This much is the Basics."

— "It's quite easy, right?"

His Surgeries were somewhat advanced for this Era.

His anatomical knowledge went without saying.

But Ayla hung out with Yulian far too often to realize that fact.

In another sense, she was a Frog in a well.

That was why she thought.

"Now, then, everyone. If you've rested enough, shall we start again?"

She herself was not special.

She had merely been lucky enough to have an excellent Teacher and had done Pre-study.

Since Anatomy itself is the Basics of the Basics, her Peers would quickly catch up.

Therefore, she must not be arrogant or act like a know-it-all.

Because this would be an act of smearing mud on her Teacher's name.

The fact that her Peers didn't know this well was simply because they 'had not experienced it'.

So she must always not forget her kindness and learn together with them.

"Now that we've memorized the bones, let's study the muscles and Nerves attached to those bones together. Once you memorize the bones, the muscles are memorized quickly, so it's not difficult~"

However, this Pure Goodwill of hers had an unintended Side Effect.

'I really must be a Blockhead.'

'Still, in our kingdom, I was called a genius in my own right......'

'I am still far off compared to the Saintess. I must practice more Perseverance.'

If she had annoyingly shown off, they could have at least cursed at her inwardly.

Emitting only dazzling Goodwill along with overwhelming ability, not even feelings of Jealousy sprang up.

At least, only Lauren still harbored a competitive spirit toward her.

Most of her Peers had long excluded Ayla as a competitor.

Like that, the very, very basic Anatomy Study Group took place every single day.

And one week later.

The Result of the 2nd semester's first Midterm Exam came out.

[1st Place Ayla : 97 points]

[2nd Place Lauren : 72 points]

[3rd Place Tess : 68 points]

...

[15th Place Owen : 53 points]

[Grade Average : 47 points]

"......"

The ordinary students of the group who checked their report cards were at a loss for Words.

15th place out of 200 students in the entire grade was by no means a low rank, but,

'It's barely above average......?'

It went without saying who had raised the average like this.

Owen narrowed his eyes.

It seemed as if an Ecosystem-disrupting species was mixed into their grade.

***

After the Midterm Exam ended.

Lauren, holding his report card, felt good.

'Hehe...... I still put up a good fight.'

He was none other than Second in Class.

And an overwhelming one at that.

Of course, the Top of the Class was even more overwhelming.

And that Top of the Class was Lauren's Rival (though only he considered it so).

But that didn't become a reason for him to despair.

'The Path to go is long, but if it's me, there is Hope.'

A gap that would force other students into Resignation.

However, Lauren saw hope in this difference.

At the very least, unlike the other students, he was at a level where he could chase after Ayla.

Rather, this was good News.

After becoming The Saint of Radiance, he thought he had reached the very top.

However, the world was wide, and there were many places left to climb.

He decided to accept this exam as a signal that there was nowhere to go but up.

Just one thing.

If there was something to be desired.

"......My Peers don't look down on me as much as I thought."

He had once dreamed.

Of Healers who would look down on him, saying he didn't have his sun.

Peers Pointing fingers at him, calling his Runic formula clumsily woven by relying only on Divine Power shoddy, and Seniors subtly ignoring him, thinking this was their Opportunity.

Lauren had been aiming only for the Opportunity to flatten their noses.

However,

"As expected of the Lord Saint. I heard you knew how to handle Regeneration even before your Matriculation, you are truly amazing."

"I told you, didn't I. I said he wouldn't even be a match for us?"

"I still thought I could at least compete a little."

The students never once ignored him.

Rather, they merely approached to get close with sparkling eyes, calling him The Saint of Radiance.

In the first place, no matter how green a student was, there was no idiot stupid enough to look down on a 'Saint' in name.

In the end, it seemed what he had been expecting would never happen.

'......It's a bit of a shame.'

Well, this kind of peaceful Academy life also had its own charm.

If there was one difficult point to pick, it was the Academy's unique 'Allowance culture'.

Making the Title of Saint meaningless, a tight Budget was mercilessly applied to him as well, given his Social status as a student at the Essenwald Academy.

Of course, the allowance he earned working at the Infirmary wasn't on the low side.

But compared to his luxurious life in the Holy City where he enjoyed the highest quality Banquet for every meal, it was true that it was a bit physically demanding.

Of course, he knew well that it was a spoiled complaint, so he had no Complaint.

He just missed his life in the Holy City from Time to Time.

But today was different.

"My Teacher said that since the Midterm Exam is over and you all worked hard, you should go eat some Meat at the Steakhouse."

The day he was about to do his Leaving Work after finishing his life at the Meyer Infirmary Emergency Ward as usual.

Out of nowhere, Ayla spoke to the students.

"He told all the students working in the Emergency Ward to eat as much as they want."

At Ayla's Words, speaking while waving a Blank check, all the students cheered.

"Lord Yulian! Is he a god!"

"Ahem! Is the Lord Saint your friend! How dare you call him by his name!"

"I apologize! I will do a 24-hour Atonement prayer for calling the Lord Saint's revered name in vain, so please allow me to slice the Meat!"

At the students' Reaction, Ayla gave a Bitter smile.

Just because it was the Department of Healing Arts didn't mean they were as full of Piety as a Monastery.

Befitting their age group, Nonsense and Gushing were part of their Daily life.

In fact, if judged solely by the level of Nonsense, they sometimes surpassed the wild Hero Department.

"Should we sneak out some Emetics? We might be able to eat more if we eat and vomit."

"What are you going to do if you get Mallory-Weiss (A Symptom where the Esophagus tears and you vomit blood) from doing that?"

"Then you cast Heal on me."

"Oh, that's smart?"

Amidst the uselessly academic Gushing of the students.

The group followed Ayla to the Steakhouse.

"You must be the ones with the Reservation. You can sit anywhere."

"Excuse me?"

"The Lord Saint has rented out the entire Dinner Time for today. I received Guidance that even students of the Department of Healing Arts who do not work at the Infirmary are allowed to come and have a meal today."

"Ah......"

Ayla nodded blankly.

She prided herself on getting somewhat used to Yulian's scale, but she simply could not get Adaptation to his Spending habits.

Like that, as everyone was taking their seats with their close groups.

Ayla's gaze became fixed on one table.

"......Erika......?"

"Yo~"

This was clearly a gathering for the students of the Department of Healing Arts.

Why was Erika here?

What was even harder to understand were the people next to Erika.

"U-Unnie. Are we allowed to come here?"

"Why. Aren't we part of the Emergency Ward Household too?"

"W-We aren't, are we......?"

"Think about how many Cases we've provided for Supply. With this much, we are definitely Household."

"Unnie! Word choice!"

Freya was sitting at the table in an Uncomfortable posture.

Opposite her, Jenny had silently taken a seat and was sipping on an Aperitif.

Just from this group's composition, Ayla could tell by what logic they had joined them.

"The Valkyries...... have also come?"

"Yeah. Shouldn't we grab a Free of charge meal?"

"I-I'm sorry. Still, I did get Permission from Older Brother."

"I also came to eat with you, Junior Ayla. My Wallet Circumstances have been tight recently......"

Erika, Freya, and Jenny answered in order.

Ayla felt awkward but gave Permission for them to join.

In any case, the Department of Healing Arts students of the Emergency Ward were close to the Hero Party 'Valkyries'.

Since they came to do Supply(?) to the Emergency Ward by packing Black Sorcerers with snapped Limbs in sacks about three times a week,

A strange internal intimacy had built up, just like between ambulance operatives and Emergency room doctors.

Like that, the company dinner at the Steakhouse began.

Although not as noisy as a Pub, it was full of small noises as Private talk went back and forth quietly at each table.

However, the atmosphere was such that no one minded this commotion.

Because Yulian had rented the whole place out anyway, there was no need to strictly mind Courtesy.

As the atmosphere was growing ripe.

While slicing a thick steak with his Knife, an old Question suddenly popped into Lauren's mind.

"Excuse me, but what do you all call The Revered One?"

"The Revered One?"

"I mean Lord Saint Yulian."

At Lauren's Question, the students sitting at the table tilted their heads.

What do they call The Black Saint?

Lauren added an explanation for those who didn't understand his Intention.

"In the Holy City, they call him The Black Saint, and it seemed they called him that inside the Infirmary as well. But some call him Professor, and some call him Director."

Lauren's gaze headed toward Jenny, Ayla, and the other students of the Department of Healing Arts.

"Right now, even among the students of the Department of Healing Arts, don't some call him Director, and some call him Professor?"

"Aha. That was the problem."

"I asked because I was wondering if there was a Rule I didn't know about."

Lauren was no longer a Saint who wielded absolute power in the Holy City.

He needed to observe the surrounding atmosphere and blend into the unspoken Rules.

Thanks to that, he was able to wonderfully complete his Adaptation to several Rules over the past One month.

However, he was still not used to the Form of Address for Yulian.

That was why he asked the Question using this meal as an Opportunity.

"Is the Form of Address perhaps different inside the Infirmary and inside the Lecture hall?"

"A-No, not at all."

At his Words, one of the Department of Healing Arts Peers sitting next to him answered nonchalantly.

"Why are you overthinking it. You can just call him however is comfortable. Since we are affiliated with the Infirmary, calling him Lord Saint is just comfortable."

"Sometimes the kids taking the Black Magic Defense Arts Lecture seem more used to calling him Professor, but the Lord Saint doesn't seem to mind much."

At those Words, Lauren let out a Sigh of relief.

"Hmm...... That's a relief."

"No way, you were even mindful of something like that?"

"I'm a Newbie, aren't I. It's the period where you're mindful of various things, so everything makes me Worry."

"Haha. So you have that kind of side too, Lord Saint."

While Lauren rubbed his Jaw and agreed like that.

At the very next table.

Erika, who had eavesdropped on that conversation, raised the corners of her mouth.

Her eyes were full of mischievous Playfulness.

And she spoke toward Jenny and Ayla sitting at the same table.

"Hey, hey, do that again."

"......Do what?"

Jenny stopped her Fork as if she felt an ominous premonition.

Erika giggled, looking alternately between Jenny and Ayla sitting at the women's table.

"You know that one. Between Professor Yulian and Director Schun, who is greater?"

"Pfft!"

"Cough! Cough!"

Jenny and Ayla thumped their chests as if they were choking.

It was their Fault for not knowing she would unexpectedly dig up that past.

Erika pointed at the two of them with both hands and spoke as if imitating Jenny.

"Honestly, I think Professor Yulian is undervalued. It's just because the Field of Healing Arts is so huge, but if you consider only the Influence he had on the Hero Department, Professor Yulian's Genius is also......"

"Junior Erika. That is......"

"Senior, you always talked behind his back like that to me and Freya."

"Ahem, ahem."

Jenny whistled and avoided her gaze.

Erika's demonic claws extended to Ayla as well.

"I was wondering why our Ayla came into the Black Magic Defense Arts Class, but I only later realized it was to compare him with Director Schun?"

"Wh...... Where did you hear that?"

"It's a secret."

"Is it perhaps Gwen?"

"As a Hero, I must protect the Personal Safety of my witness, so please understand~"

"Uuuugh......"

With her ears blushing bright red, Ayla demurely lifted her empty Plate and completely covered her face.

Her Shame was clearly visible even through her Veil.

Watching those reactions, Erika grabbed her belly and rocked back and forth.

"Ack! This is a dilemma I'm troubled by too. I'll take the side of Director Schun who bought us Meat for now. Tomorrow Dinner, I'll take the side of Professor Yulian."

"Erika!"

"Junior!"

At the Protest of the two, Erika waved her hand saying she got it.

Without knowing the reason, Lauren merely chewed on his steak and watched this commotion.

Like that, it was around the Time the Steakhouse's company dinner atmosphere was growing ripe.

"......Urp."

One Dwarf student put down his Fork.

At first, no one minded him.

They just considered that he had probably eaten too much alcohol or Meat.

Furthermore, that student was a Peer famous among this batch of Peers as a Heavy drinker.

— "What do you do if you feel like passing Urine while drinking water?"

— "Uh...... Go to the bathroom?"

— "Right. That's it."

— "What does that mean?"

— "To a Dwarf, alcohol that doesn't catch fire is water. With something like Beer, you just go to the bathroom and the intoxication washes away with it, that's what it is."

— "What kind of crazy Gout-inducing Nonsense is......"

This famous quote he made while chugging nearly 10L of Beer at the Freshman Welcome Party was enough to be talked about among the students for a long time.

Because of that, the students didn't take the student's condition seriously.

They just figured he would throw up in the bathroom again and then pour Wine down his throat again.

However,

Crash!

As the sound of the Glass cup falling to the floor and shattering echoed, only then did everyone realize the seriousness.

"Uuuh...... Urgh......"

The Dwarf student kneeling down and clutching his stomach, turning deathly pale.

The student sitting next to him asked with Worry.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"N......No. I really think the Main God is calling me......"

The student in so much pain that he couldn't even scream.

Anyone could tell this wasn't just a simple case of indigestion.

"Please call a carriage quickly. Meanwhile, I will perform First Aid."

"I will help too, Junior Lauren."

"Me too."

The Saint, the Saintess, and Jenny who were at the other tables approached that student.

Ayla immediately started the Patient Interview.

"Where does it hurt? Can you speak?"

"My sto......stomach......"

"What about your back?"

"My back too......"

He was complaining that a terrible Pain starting from around his Solar Plexus was shooting toward his back.

Lauren's Facial expression worsened.

"Isn't this an Aortic dissection?"

"Th......Then we don't have a moment to lose......"

"Urp......!"

And with that, the student suddenly started Vomiting.

Even though he threw up until his Stomach was completely empty, his Nausea did not stop.

The Dwarf student curled his body up like a shrimp.

Only one serious Disease came to mind in Lauren and Ayla's heads.

"If it's an Aortic dissection, we have no Time. Lord Saint. Do you have Divine Power left?"

"I'll try. Even if Regeneration is not possible, Greater Heal should be."

Of course, an Aortic dissection was an illness difficult to give a Complete Cure with only Greater Heal.

It was because of the blood clots that had already flowed into the torn Blood Vessel.

But it was enough as First Aid.

"We will try casting Refresh and Minor Heal step by step, so if it looks okay, please cast Greater Heal, Lord Saint."

"I will have it prepared."

Thus Ayla cast Refresh, and Jenny followed up with Minor Heal.

Lastly, Lauren cast Greater Heal with the Chant he had prepared.

"Almighty Lord, have mercy upon us, and......"

Greater Heal.

It was a Level of Mastery that only Lauren among the students here was capable of.

It could also be said to be the situation Lauren had been wishing for so much.

But Lauren was not happy.

Because he did not want his Great Performance to happen in this kind of way.

Just as he was preparing his warm golden Divine Power.

"Heeuuurgh......"

"How is it?"

"Aaargh......"

The moment Ayla cast Refresh, and Jenny cast Minor Heal right after.

Far from the Pain subsiding, the student's condition rather became more serious.

"Grrrgkh......!"

"Uh? Uh?"

The student who had been letting out groans at least, now twisted his whole body as if he were about to stop breathing.

Flustered, Lauren withdrew his Divine Power while preparing Greater Heal.

Seeing that, the faces of the Department of Healing Arts students turned deathly pale.

"D-Divine Power isn't working......!"

"I-It seems like it got more serious?"

"Don't tell me...... Is it Demon Disease?!"

Someone mentioned that disease that had recently made the world uproar.

Before they knew it, Demon Disease seemed to be becoming a foregone conclusion among the Department of Healing Arts students at the Scene.

"When is the carriage coming......!"

"They say it's late because it's Leaving Work Time."

"What about walking there?"

"It would easily take an hour on foot, though?"

The Steakhouse was too far from the Meyer Infirmary.

It seemed they wouldn't make the Time right if not for the carriage.

It was then.

"Oh, Professor answered my Contact."

Amidst the wedge of chaos.

Erika, holding a Crystal Orb, pushed through the crowd and approached.

The Crystal Orb blinked a few times, and Yulian's calm Voice flowed out.

[What is it, Erika? Are you perhaps trying to go for a Second round? I also just did my Leaving Work, so just tell me the place and I'll make a Reservation for you.]

"It's not that. A kid is dying over here, Teacher. He's grabbing his stomach and making a total mess."

[Eri, nice words......Nevermind. What is the Symptom?]

"His stomach hurts, and, what was it......"

Erika gave Ayla a glance.

When Ayla pointed to her back, she nodded as if she understood.

"He says his back hurts too."

[Does his Solar Plexus hurt too?]

"Yeah. He's throwing up and it's a mess. Isn't it that? They say people with heart problems have their stomachs and backs hurt at the same time."

Erika had her own share of experience at the Limbus Pit Clinic.

Even she knew what kind of diseases started in the stomach and spread to the back.

[And Heal isn't working?]

"Yeah."

[He must be Vomiting then?]

"Y-Yeah...... Right?"

[Does that friend like alcohol?]

"Are you perhaps watching us here?"

[He is curled up like a shrimp, right?]

"Tell me honestly. You learned a new Magic recently, didn't you, Teacher."

The eyes of the students listening to that Q&A were colored with shock.

They were now used to Yulian making a Diagnosis the moment he saw a Patient.

But now he was guessing the Clues without even looking.

Around the time they were wondering if he was a Prophet at this point.

Yulian's nonchalant Voice flowed out from beyond the Crystal Orb.

[It doesn't seem to be...... a Super-emergency. When the carriage arrives, put that student in and send him to the Infirmary. You can cast Heal, but...... I won't give it a Recommendation.]

"Why?"

[If you cast Greater Heal, the treatment will be immediate, but the student will probably develop Trauma, you know? Just leave him be and send him to the Emergency Ward. Tell them to only hook him up with IV Fluid there.]

"What are you going to do, Teacher?"

[I have to drop by the house first......]

Yulian letting out a Sigh at the fact that his Leaving Work was delayed.

[It just so happens I have the medicine that friend needs. I'll say it again, until then, don't perform any magical Treatment and only hook him up to IV Fluid.]

"Got it!"

Erika looked at the students as if asking if they heard.

Just in time, the carriage arrived at the Entrance.

"You heard him, right? He says to move him without treating him."

The students put that Dwarf student on a Stretcher and moved him.

Meanwhile, Freya asked Yulian a Question about something she was curious about.

"Older Brother. Then is that Demon Disease too?"

[It's not Demon Disease...... Hmm...... It's hard to explain. Just know that Heal isn't always the omnipotent solution.]

Along with that, Yulian added.

[Could you pass the message that any curious students should do Observation? Since it happens to be an interesting Case.]

"Uh...... Isn't it serious?"

[He won't die from this. Though it will hurt a lot.]

The students were confused by his Reaction.

It was because of the gap in Yulian's calm Stance compared to the student suffering as if he would stop breathing.

At the same time, they were curious.

As to how on earth he had managed to make a Diagnosis of this without even looking.

Ultimately, the students had no choice but to nod, harboring curiosity and confusion.

"We will go without being late, Teacher."

Like that, a Department of Healing Arts student unexpectedly became a Case.