President?! What are you doing here?

As the Horse Girl named Kitasan Black apologized in a panic, Anjing Zhen couldn't help but glance at the hole in the door.

Kitasan Black must have been eavesdropping against the door just a moment ago; she had been so startled upon hearing "craniotomy" that she had ripped the handle and a portion of the door panel right off.

It was certainly clumsy, but the strength and explosive power of this black-haired girl were far more noteworthy.

Aside from their ears and tails, Horse Girls looked no different from human girls, yet the physical constitution they possessed was on an entirely different scale.

Beyond being able to run at high speeds of several dozen kilometers per hour, the wrist strength, core strength, and other physical attributes of Horse Girls were also astonishing.

During training at Central Treisen Academy, many Horse Girls would use the method of dragging heavy objects to improve their strength.

Many of these heavy objects were tires used by large trucks, each weighing over half a ton.

However, to accidentally rip a door panel off along with its handle—such wrist strength was quite rare even among Horse Girls, as was the instantaneous explosive power displayed in the act.

Yet, the level of control over such strength and explosive power was another matter entirely, as evidenced by her clumsiness just now and the "traffic accident" from earlier.

Furthermore, the name Kitasan Black... had he heard it somewhere in his past life?

After a rapid assessment, Anjing Zhen fell into deep thought and recollection.

"Will take responsibility to the end? Ho ho ho, interesting..."

Agnes Tachyon, who had worn a look of surprise, regained her composure and looked at the anxious Kitasan Black with great interest.

"If I recall correctly, student Kitasan Black, you mentioned earlier that you do not yet have an Assigned Trainer.

"And this Mr. Anjing also stated that having just passed his certification, he does not yet have an Assigned Horse Girl.

"So, student Kitasan Black, in the absence of any existing relationship, how exactly do you intend to take responsibility for him?"

"Assigned" was an industry term; a trainer and a Horse Girl who signed a contract were "assigned" to each other, meaning they were mutually responsible for one another.

"Eh—?"

With a long, startled cry, Kitasan Black's black ears stood straight up.

"Mr. Anjing... is a trainer?"

"Oh? You, the Horse Girl who caused this accident, didn't even know the status of your victim?"

"Acci, accident-causing Horse Girl? This... I..."

Clasping her restless hands together, her ears drooping, Kitasan Black said nervously:

"I didn't properly ask about Mr. Anjing's situation; I was only thinking about bringing him to the hospital...

"But, but!"

She braced herself again.

"Even if I am not Mr. Anjing's Assigned Horse Girl, Mr. Anjing is injured because of me, so I will definitely take responsibility to the end!"

"I see..."

Nodding, Agnes Tachyon pushed the X-ray film on the desk toward her.

"Then for the next few days, you will be the one to look after Anjing-kun."

"Yes! No problem at all!"

Kitasan Black bowed rapidly, and Anjing Zhen, snapping out of his memories, frowned and spoke up.

"Wait a moment, Doctor Sovetsky.

"I have some slight knowledge of Medical Science, and all the reports indicate that aside from a minor cartilage contusion, I have no other issues, let alone any brain problems.

"Therefore, regarding the necessity of hospitalization or even a craniotomy, I intend to go to another hospital for a comprehensive re-examination."

"Oh? As expected of the top scorer in this year's Central examination."

Agnes Tachyon nodded calmly.

"You are correct; as it stands, you are indeed in no serious danger, so we can skip the hospitalization and surgery for now.

"Just rest well in your dormitory for the next few days and come back to the hospital for a follow-up checkup periodically.

"If you feel any discomfort, it won't be too late to consider hospitalization then. Otherwise, the costs would be a burden for Anjing-kun...

"No, that should be a burden for student Kitasan Black."

Anjing Zhen hadn't expected Agnes Tachyon to change her tune so readily. Hesitant, he began to wonder if this Horse Girl, whose mind was filled with experiments, was plotting something else.

Kitasan Black, for her part, nodded repeatedly.

"I don't mind at all! Mr. Anjing ended up like this because of me, so the costs for this diagnostic checkup, and also..."

Her face growing increasingly embarrassed, she twitched the corner of her mouth and pulled the broken door handle from behind her back.

"This, I... I will take responsibility for all of it."

"Oh? That would be perfect."

Glancing casually at the door handle, Agnes Tachyon turned to the computer on her desk and began clattering away at the keyboard.

"The billing office is downstairs, out the door, and to the left. I will have them issue a receipt for the door repair costs as well. Please excuse yourselves."

Feeling that this Horse Girl had likely abandoned any plans for dissection or the like, Anjing Zhen picked up his X-ray, bowed, and walked out of the examination room.

"Understood! I will pay the fees! Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Agnes Tachyon."

Kitasan Black offered her thanks as well, bowing quickly.

Just as she turned to catch up with Anjing Zhen, she gave a sheepish smile, stared at the doorknob in her hand in distress for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she tossed it into the trash can in the examination room.

Afterward, she bowed to Agnes Tachyon once more and turned to chase after him.

"Mr. Anjing, please wait!"

Having already walked a few steps, Anjing Zhen heard Kitasan Black's voice and turned back without surprise, gesturing toward the wall.

Kitasan Black, wearing a look of curiosity and concern, froze. She followed his gaze and saw the "No Noise" sign on the wall, as well as the dissatisfied side-glances from passing doctors and nurses.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

After apologizing repeatedly, she covered her mouth slightly and caught up to Anjing Zhen's side, whispering:

"Mr. Anjing, are... are you really okay?"

Realizing that this Horse Girl, Kitasan Black, had been hoodwinked by Agnes Tachyon, Anjing Zhen shook his head and said:

"It's nothing, I wouldn't joke about my own health.

"Besides, if there were actually anything wrong, Doctor Agnes Tachyon wouldn't have let me go so easily."

Although he had been sent to the hospital after being bumped into by this young girl, Anjing Zhen felt no blame in his heart.

When he was half-dragged to the hospital earlier, he could already tell that this Horse Girl was quite enthusiastic and very kind-hearted.

The so-called "accident," as he had said, was essentially that both of them had seen the danger the child was about to face and had collided by sheer coincidence; there was nothing to blame anyone for in such a situation.

However, if one had to say there was something, it wasn't entirely without cause.

For instance, he had been able to adjust his posture while sprinting, and in theory, Kitasan Black could have done the same.

It was just that her control over her own strength was insufficient; if one had to blame something, perhaps that was the only thing.

"Mr. Anjing, you, you... you really are a good person."

After excitedly handing out a "good person" card, Kitasan Black pursed her lips, her expression turning resolute in an instant.

"Right! That's... that's what I'll do..."

The first half of her sentence was as loud and high-pitched as when she had first chased after him, but the second half dropped to a thief-like whisper as she looked around guiltily.

"Decided? Decided what?" Anjing Zhen was stunned.

"It's just..."

She whispered half a sentence, then her eyes flickered as she suddenly looked ahead, brightening with surprise.

"President?! You... why are you here...?"