You’re a certified JCC-trained assassin in the medical field. Who trained under Granny Miya.

You did not have time for this.

Nagumo limps into your clinic, leaving a trail of blood behind him. “I got stabbed!” He says cheerfully. “Totally not self inflicted!”

You checked your log. No missions. No hits. He’s just freeloading wounds now. And it’s all to see you.

“You know, if you ever wanted to switch careers and become my wife instead, I’d support you.”