
"Doctor? What are you doing here?" a woman's voice was heard behind the doctor.
The deg! For a few seconds, Albert's heart stopped beating. The man hurriedly stored the Kalisa ID back into the wallet, before turning over.
"Mila?" Albert exhaled a long breath looking at the white-clothed woman standing in front of the door.
"Why does your face look like I'm throwing away that wind? Very happy," said Mila.
"It's okay, okay."
"Don't try to lie to me. You just had a girl's room, right? It's suspicious."
Mila tilted her head and threw a glance into the narrow space.
"Ah, I'm just checking something out" Albert replied. He knew he would not be able to lie in front of his former college friend.
"It's a good thing you're the owner of this clinic. Otherwise, it must have been considered a perverted man," said Mila still dissatisfied to disturb the sweet man in front of him.
"You know, right? I can't be" Albert said.
"You mean about liking girls? How long have you lived like that? How many beautiful and smart women are around you, but all are wasted" said Mila at length.
"Mila, I know what you mean." Albert took a step forward, approaching his co-worker. "Not how many women are around me, but there is a woman who is always by my side. That'sthat's you. Aye, right?"
Albert's words made Mila freeze. It turned out to be too easy for Albert to guess his heart.
"Sorry, Mila. I still can't open my heart to anyone" whispered Albert.
"But, why are you so kind and considerate of that stranger?" Too bad, the sentence was only spoken in the heart of Dr. Mila alone.
"What are you doing here yourself?" ask Albert to turn the story around.
"I want to go home soon. So come here early to check on his health. It should be done, right?"
"It should be so." Albert threw a glance in the other direction. Don't let Mila know that she's the one who made Kyara's work pile up.
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AN University School of Medicine, here Kyara stands now. On the pages of the most prestigious faculty in the city, even the country.
Blowing wind in the afternoon, removing the leaves that are already brownish. The hot air from the sun's sting was slowly dissipating.
The orange-colored afternoon sky is dim, making the buildings in the faculty complex, increasingly look creepy.
Kyara is quite easy to enter this region, because of the crowds of students who passed by this afternoon. He used disguises as a package courier, using a pair of clothes and a hat he borrowed from his fellow CS.
Actually this is the second place the little woman visited, to meet the twin sister who had taken her life.
Village Sanctuary. The luxurious palace housing, lined with beautiful trees and flowers, was his first destination.
But the layered guard stopped Kyara at the gate, even though she had changed her appearance. But it turns out that the security guard is not easily fooled.
"Of course they won't let me in. Care in the complex is layered. After all, in the small shop yesterday I was not allowed to shop," he muttered Kyara while paying attention to the circumstances around.
"You want to go to medicine? Want to kill people or kill patients?"
"Your height is still equivalent to a Junior High child. How do you install the infusion?"
"Look at your scaly skin. Where is anyone willing to take treatment of you. They even catch your disease."
That's what Kyara hears every day, when she wants to follow in the footsteps of both her parents as a doctor and psychologist. Though Kyara is confident, she is able to master the field well.
Bruk! Kyara put her tail on the ceramic floor, behind the lecturer room. Luckily, with her camouflaged appearance and package courier-like appearance, Kyara is a little more free to walk around the campus area, without having to be called crazy or a monster girl.
Kyara deliberately chose the place to look for her twin sister, because the students often go through the place to go to the parking lot. Perhaps he was lucky to meet Mary there.
"I'm disappointed in you, Maria. In the past month, your performance has plunged drastically."
A woman spoke in a high enough tone, from inside the lecturer's room, which was limited only by a wall and a window. Kyara gasped at hearing that.
"I know, all your grades since childhood are the work of your twin sister. You guys exchanged grades without her knowledge. So it's as if all of that is the true result of your learning," said the woman again.
"Mom forgot, about the payment my father had promised?" reply of a young woman.
"That's Maria's voice" Kyara said in her heart.
"I don't care. I better get you out of class. Rather than being labeled as a lecturer who is not becus, because educating a doctor who distinguishes veins alone cannot."
"But still, all of those results were thanks to my hard work in class" Maria replied.
"No, you're nothing without him. Your brain is only as big as a bean. All your achievements are thanks to your poor little sister," said the lecturer.
"If your sister doesn't exist, maybe you've lived in class since Elementary School first," continued the Lecturer again.
Brak!
"Mother don't macem on me." Maria stomps the table to vent her emotions.
"Yes, this is what you are like. Arrogant and rude," replied the lecturer casually.
"Wait a minute, I'll avenge this unjust mother's actions. My father will definitely not stay silent," snapped Maria.
"Just do. How long will you cover your cover? You can't do anything without your twin sister. Because he is the brain of all your achievements until now" said Ms. Lecturer without fear.
Kyara who accidentally heard everything outside, felt cheated out loud. Who would have thought, if his twin sister dared to do such a crazy thing just for the sake of achievement.
Changing grades between Kyara and Maria since Elementary School? Huh, it would definitely not be able to be done by an innocent child. There must be an adult behind all of those plays.
There were footsteps coming out of the room. Kyara hurriedly took up a position. He did not want to miss the opportunity to meet the twin brothers.
"Gyaa...! Why are you here?" Maria shouted to see a red-clothed figure standing right behind the lecturer's room.
"You know me?" ask the wwnita in red with a look of wonder.
(Connected)