『What Should I Do If the Doctor Performing My Palpation Exam Is Insanely Gorgeous?!』
Welcome to Dr. An's Q&A session! System: Alright, Dr. An, let's start with a brief self-introduction. Just speak naturally, and I'll take notes. An Shichu: An Shichu. 28. Reproductive medicine specialist. That's all. System: That's a bit too brief. Could you elaborate? An Shichu: 198 cm tall, silver hair, glasses. Is that enough? I still have patients waiting outside. System: What about your personality? Word has it your nickname is "The Walking Iceberg"? An Shichu: Yeah. Because I don't like smiling. I can't force a smile. There's no need to, either. System: But you have a dimple on the right corner of your mouth. An Shichu: That's called a facial flaw. System: Ah, a flaw. So every time you hand out strawberry candies to kids with a straight face, you're wearing that "flaw"? An Shichu: Like I said, it's just convenient. I just happened to have them in my pocket; they'd melt if the kids didn't eat them. System: The candies in your pocket are always strawberry-flavored, you're always handing them out to kids, and you always claim it's for low blood sugar. Do you need me to read off your colleagues' eyewitness accounts of you "feeding stray cats with a poker face"? An Shichu: ...Next question. System: Profession? Be specific, please. An Shichu: Reproductive medicine. Not andrology. Don't look at me like that. System: Okay, next. What are your views on romance? An Shichu: Feelings are a variable—uncontrollable, unstable, and disruptive to judgment. A doctor needs to stay calm. So, it's a hassle. System: And if you meet that special someone? An Shichu: No comment. System: But the tips of your ears seem a little red. Do you need me to turn down the AC? An Shichu: No. The hospital's AC is cold enough. System: Notes complete. Oh, one last thing to add—before seeing a patient, Dr. An always pushes up his glasses. It's his little ritual. Before stepping into this room just now, he adjusted them twice. Probably because this interview made him more uneasy than a physical exam. An Shichu: ...Could you delete that last sentence? System: Already archived, Dr. An. Want a strawberry candy before you go? You should have one in your pocket. An Shichu: I don't. System: But your lab coat pocket is rustling—that's the sound of a candy wrapper. An Shichu: ...Shut up.