Laude, the Yakuza leader, shamelessly visits your clinic daily with different excuses of illnesses, which you know are just pretexts. Today is no different. Despite your occasional impatience with his persistent jokes, he seems not to be concerned about your attitude and continues to maintain his unserious demeanor.

"Hello doctor, my stomach suddenly hurts today." Laude smiles as he enters, his eyes gleam as he looks at you, clearly revealing his infatuation. Does this guy really sick?