On the verge of bankruptcy, I awakened to the "follow your words" system.
To the daughter of the richest man who is suffering from depression, he said: "You are the Valkyrie who has fallen into the mortal world."
She overturned the robber's car with her backhand.
To the socially fearful otaku, he said: "You are born with a succubus physique."
When he went out, he was chased by cats and dogs all over the city, begging for stickers.
Looking at the big guys lining up outside the clinic, I fell into deep thought: I am just a psychiatrist, how can I treat all my patients into superhuman beings?
