Seijo no Hazu ga, Douyara Nottoraremashita

Now, recently, rumors have been spreading that Garland Hospital has some amazing therapists. And more and more people are coming to the hospital relying on the rumors.

If you do something a little more unusual, the rumors will spread with great momentum... of course, wishes and fulfillments will come true. I'll do it for you.

But is it quick for me to fulfill my purpose, or is it quick for the royal palace to come and investigate with suspicion?

I also feel that you are running out of time.

I've been here for about two months. According to the newspapers, it seems that the prince and fiancée of this country's "pronounced Virgin", who had been a long time ago, are about to return home.

But you must be busy with royalty, traveling in the name of excursions? I wonder how much you liked the country when it was doubled. Well, I don't envy it because there seems to be a lot of trouble in diplomacy.

It seems difficult to imagine a political rush with a comedy. But if you think about it, as a woman who makes up a story to breathe and manipulates her opponent, you might think she's a natural.

If you don't certify me as an enemy now, I'm glad you did.

If the assassin was pointed at because of a bad push, it would be useless to tell him to leave.

"Hah...."

I felt an unexpected sigh.

I like this job quite a bit.

My stunts, or skills, are useful to a lot of people, and they're appreciated.

It's a pretty good place to work.

It is truly unfortunate that we have to abandon this place in some cases.

If that's what I was thinking.

"Oh, is the famous therapist sighing?

That voice made me look at the door a little tired today.

There stood a young man with a beautiful face, as I had expected.

Beautiful glossy black hair and deep blue eyes. Tall, sturdy... a very beautiful man.

Here we go again. I'm not tired of it.

This man seems to be related to a patient who is entering the highest special room from afar to hear the reputation of my potion, but he likes to see the staff and patients at Garland Hospital in this beautiful appearance and show his face in this potion making room every day even though he is very popular wherever he goes.

And for some reason, you invite me to tea and dinner with Herahela and a light tiger to get involved with us. For some reason, I feel like I can still see the sparkling afterglow of handsome aura every time.

You're not supposed to be here.

Because potions are valuable, aren't they?

Although only a limited number of people should have been allowed in, it appears that this man has installed an entry permit for this room.

What? What? How did you do that? Is it gold?

And when you come to this room, you say you want to get along with a famous therapist, but I don't feel the need at all.

Looks like you have the money to enter the special room, and you spend a lot of money buying potions like hot water. Moreover, recently, there is plenty of money in reserve to order even more effective potions. Of course, the allowance for me is also a little off, so I am happy to make it.

That would be enough.

Besides, when I first met you, you looked at me like I saw a rare beast, and if I was to convince myself to do something on my own, and I was observed to lick it from top to bottom, who wouldn't like it?

That's why my first impression of him was so bad. Was it that rare? I will.

And then the attitude didn't make the impression any better.

"What are you doing here, Lek? I didn't call you. Did the potion you gave me last time not work? Or are we running out?

I say it without thinking. But...

"Huh? I can't connect. You're the only one who sees me like that, even though everyone else is nicknamed. I think you'll be the cutest guy in this hospital just to smile a little?

Pretend to be exaggerating and sad.

Yes, my face is good, but the contents are chaotic. Light. Oh, I'm sorry.

But no matter how evil I am, this man shows his face in this room every day, persistently tries to chat with me, and receives potions and goes home every day.

Ask someone like that already. Thanks to the women in this hospital, I'm in trouble.

I have no idea what I'm going to do with him.

I can't afford to look like everybody else.

From my point of view, I have no idea why everyone is trying to get involved with a suspicious man who won't even reveal his identity. You might be a fraud, a yakuza, or a royal palace associate.

The fact that you're in a special room means that the director knows who you are, but the line doesn't surprisingly reveal any information about your identity to us, the general staff. Too suspicious.

Kuwabara Kuwabara.

If you just want someone to talk to, there are a lot of people in this clinic, so there must be people who are beautiful, single, have a good personality, and talk to each other. Why would you let me have such an evil flat mob face? If you're observing rare beasts, isn't it time to get bored?

No matter how much you lift me, nothing comes out but potions.

I have to make potions here, sell my name, and wait for my neighbor to call me.

I don't want any extra relationships.

I'm desperate because my life and my life are at stake.

"If you need anything for my potion, please leave. I'm busy. I am interrupting the work."

I give my regards to the witch and try to throw out a large spoon to stir up the inside of the turtle.

Because I don't want to be seen making potions.

I don't think I should be seen making potions that are particularly effective with a great reputation now.

The priest is the only one who knows the truth.

I don't need such a charlatan.