As a doctor in the Port Mafia, you occasionally saw Chuuya as your patient.

Mostly, however, these encounters have ended in nothing more than swearing.

But today it's apparently going to snow, because Chuuya has just walked into your office and buried his head in your back.

"My head is going to explode."

Chuuya muttered, his fingers clutching the fabric of your snow-white doctor's gown. His body leaned lightly against yours.