Chapter 32: Grand Opening: Complimentary Punches and Kicks

Ahhh—

Another day with work ahead~

Even though the clinic was officially open today, there weren’t many appointments. 

Only two patients had booked slots.

Not a lot, but hey—money is money.

If he stayed closed any longer, those who had already paid might start thinking he’d skipped town.

The first patient of the day arrived at the clinic. It was that guy—the one who discovered his goddess was actually a man, then fell for Crosti instead, only to witness her confessing to another man on the very same day.

Honestly, his luck with women was tragic.

“Doctor Wuming, I’ve come to a realization.”

“What kind of realization?”

Hearing his grave tone, Wuming thought maybe he’d found yet another new crush. But instead—

“Women… they were never meant for someone like me.”

“So I’ve decided, Doctor Wuming!”

The patient declared passionately.

“Women are nothing but clouds in the sky! There’s nothing wrong with living alone! Right, Doctor Wuming!?”

“…” Wuming gave him a professional fake smile.

Don’t ask me that! How would I know?!

If Serena weren’t currently living with him, Wuming might have sympathetically patted the guy on the back and said, “You’re absolutely right.” But now…

—Hard to say!

Living alone and having someone to share a home with were two completely different things.

“Doctor Wuming! You don’t have a girlfriend either, right?”

The patient suddenly threw the question at him.

“Well… no.”

Wuming denied it without hesitation.

Girlfriend? Please. At this point she was basically his wife.

So technically, his answer was honest.

But if Serena suddenly came downstairs right now and called out “Darling~”…

Wuming didn’t even want to imagine how explosive the scene would be.

Oh right—and Crosti.

She’d mentioned she might drop by today too. If the two of them ran into each other here…

For some reason Wuming’s heart started racing. He glanced at the clock on the desk. It was only 11 a.m. She probably… wouldn’t show up this early, right?

He could only silently pray that Crosti wouldn’t arrive anytime soon.

And then—

Ding-ling~

The glass door was pushed open. Crosti stepped into Wuming’s clinic.

“You’re working today, Wuming.”

Her voice made the patient turn his head. The moment he saw it was Crosti, his finger shot out, trembling as he pointed at her, staring at Wuming in utter disbelief.

“Doctor Wuming, this…!”

“So that day really was you, Doctor—!”

“C-calm down, sir! It’s all a misunderstanding!”

“This… actually is…”

Wuming flailed his arms, desperately trying to explain something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come.

His language center had short-circuited.

Crosti walked right up to Wuming. In full view of the patient, she spoke briefly.

“I’ll head upstairs first, Wuming. Waiting for you~”

With that, Crosti went straight up to find Serena.

“You’re cleaning? Let me help you.”

“Sure thing, Crosti!”

Wuming heard Serena happily accepting free labor.

“…”

“…”

For a moment, both Wuming and the patient sat in dead silence, listening to the cheerful chatter drifting down from upstairs.

“…Ahem!”

Wuming was the one to finally break the quiet.

“She… she’s just here to hang out at my place. Nothing like what you’re thinking… We’re not in that kind of relationship…”

“Haaah—”

“So you’ve already ‘played’ with her, huh…”

It was as if the patient’s face had darkened with dramatic shading straight out of a seinen manga. He’d clearly only heard half the sentence.

Suddenly the patient pulled out his phone. Wuming didn’t even need to guess what he was about to do.

“W-wait—let me explain!!!”

“What’s there to explain?!”

“Go explain it to the police!!!”

“She’s just here to hang out with someone else! We really haven’t done anything!!!”

“Two lolis, huh? Then I really have to report this!”

Please just spare me!!!

Wuming was at a complete loss. The patient was clearly radiating serious “if I can’t have it, no one can” energy.

“We—we—we’re just normal friends! That’s all!”

“Keep spinning that yarn.”

“Let’s see if the cops buy it!”

Seeing him about to dial, Wuming panicked even harder!

“I swear to the heavens! I have never laid a finger on either of them!!!”

It’s them who keep coming onto me!!!

“【This kid is so cute~】”

“【Right? Even sleeping is adorable.】”

Upstairs, Serena and Crosti were fawning over the sleeping cat. Innocent words to the speakers—but to the listener downstairs, they carried an entirely different meaning.

“So they already have a kid together…”

The patient was so shocked his phone slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.

“Damn it—!!”

He shot to his feet in agitation.

“I’m going to rid the world of evil!!!”

(The following scene is somewhat unsuitable for children.)

“So in other words… because of us, you ended up like this, Wuming?”

“Yeah. Nearly lost my life.”

Wuming’s face had taken quite a beating from the patient. If the guy hadn’t held back at the last second, Wuming might’ve been calling an ambulance.

Who knew that bro was a first-degree judo black belt?

He’d almost had to dial 120…

In the end, the patient didn’t call the police. After venting his rage, he simply left the clinic.

“Thanks for the ‘treatment’ this time, Doctor Wuming.”

Wuming still remembered the guy’s parting words.

What kind of bullshit treatment is that!!!

If you want to blow off steam, go to a rage room! Why come to my place to relieve stress?!?!

Probably wouldn’t be seeing that patient again.

“Sigh—”

Wuming collapsed exhausted onto the sofa. Good thing only two patients had shown up today. Otherwise he had no idea how he’d handle the next one in this state.

“That guy was so rude—why didn’t you just call the police, Doctor Wuming?”

“Yeah, seriously. Just report him and be done with it.”

“If I called the police, things might’ve blown up even bigger…”

Beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, of course Wuming had considered it. But when he thought about the current situation at home…

He endured!!!

“Sorry, Wuming… I came so early and ended up causing you trouble…”

Crosti said apologetically. She hadn’t expected her arrival to lead to this.

“I didn’t expect that patient to flip out so hard either…” Wuming waved it off, hoping to just let the matter drop.

“It’s fine. Just need a little rest. Losing one client isn’t the end of the world.”

The next patient wasn’t due for another few hours. This was Wuming’s window to rest and live a little.

He’d originally hoped to schedule both patients back-to-back, but the second one had work and could only come after getting off, so he had to wait.

Cook something, take a nap… then after the second patient’s session, he could think about dinner plans.

While scrolling videos on the sofa, one suddenly caught Wuming’s eye.

【How to Cook a Feast for Your Blood Clan Friends】

That was the title.

Oh—?

Blood clan cuisine?

Looked pretty interesting.

Maybe he should try making some for these two?

Wuming glanced over at the two adorable lolis, then made up his mind to give it a shot.

He immediately searched for blood clan recipes and jotted down a few dishes to try preparing for them.

No idea if they’d actually like the taste.

The two watched curiously as Wuming stood up, grabbed two bags of blood from the fridge, and headed into the kitchen. 

They had no clue what he was planning to do with them.

Soon it was lunchtime—

When Wuming carried the finished blood clan dishes to the table, both Serena and Crosti let out sounds of amazement.

“So that’s what you were doing with the blood.”

“Saw it in a video and thought I’d give it a try. Not sure if it’ll suit your tastes.”

“Go on—dig in.”

Under Wuming’s watchful gaze, they picked up their spoons. 

Almost in unison, expressions of delight spread across their faces.

“Super delicious! Your cooking is amazing, Wuming!!!”

“Seriously! Turning blood into something this good—only you could pull it off, Wuming!!!”

Heh heh—

Wuming sat across from them, basking in the praise from the two lolis.

He was really glad they liked it.

Maybe later he’d try making them a cake too.

Wuming himself wasn’t very hungry, so he just sat opposite them watching them eat while looking up blood clan cake recipes on his phone.

“I’m so jealous, Serena. You really snatched yourself a perfect ‘husband.’ Wuming got taken by you just like that.”

Crosti looked at Serena with genuine envy in her eyes.

If Serena hadn’t been so bold and proactive, Crosti might have wanted Wuming for herself too. But she hadn’t taken that step.

Still—being good friends was nice too.

“Of course! Wuming is mine!”

“Right, Wuming?!”

Serena beamed happily—especially now that she knew Wuming could turn into such an adorable lolita. She felt like she’d hit the jackpot.

If she could also drink his blood someday…

“Eat your food already.”

Wuming refused to take the bait and silently scrolled on his phone.

“Sigh…” Crosti let out a soft breath, her gaze lingering on the two of them, full of longing.

“It’s so enviable. Like you two were fated for each other.”

“…”

Hearing Crosti say that, something stirred faintly in Wuming’s heart.

Fated…

Maybe he should ask his mom.

Besides using blood to test compatibility, were there any other ways to confirm who your “fated person” really was?

Wuming silently made up his mind to look into it. He looked over at Serena with a touch of anticipation.

Could she really be… his fated one?