Dr. Yosano's Medical Diary

My name is Akiko. It sounds like a woman's name.

Why do I bring that up? Because I'm a man.

People usually call me Doctor Yosano or Mr. Yosano.

When they call me Akiko, even when they're being perfectly serious, it gives me a subtle feeling of... being teased.

I don't think it's my name's fault. It's the way certain people say it.

For example, a certain unscrupulous doctor, a certain unprincipled Jujutsu High teacher, and a certain walking bandage roll.

On the first day the bandage roll reported for duty, I had a hangover and a headache, and mistook him for a patient in need of treatment.

Tch. What a pain.

Oh, I forgot to mention: my ability, Thou Shalt Not Die, can heal any external injury. The troublesome part is that unless the patient is at death's door, I have to nearly kill them first.

So, looking at this lively bandage roll, I took my usual chainsaw and cleaver out of my bag.

"Let me treat you."

Reader's guide:

1. Genderbent Yosano. Many personal headcanons. The characters belong to the original author, while the OOC is mine.

2. Third-person narration. Pairing: 5t5.

3. Not a power fantasy.

4. This story is entirely fictional. Please don't apply it to real life.

5. Please don't mention this elsewhere. No insults or arguments. You're free to stay or go. If you like it, thank you for your support. If not, I hope you find something you enjoy more.

Enters premium on January 18. Update times may vary; I'll take a break if anything comes up.

Exclusively published on Jinjiang. Unauthorized reposting is strictly prohibited.

Coming soon:

The Pathetic Male Jujutsu Tech Student, paired with the Pure Love Warrior

Kuriyama Shinji suffers from severe scopophobia. Any gaze, from any direction, feels like a thorn piercing his flesh.

When faced with people or small animals, all he can do is panic and dodge or run away. But if something else looks directly at him...

"Aaaah! I told you not to look at me!"

In a frenzy, Shinji slashed his palm with a key. The blood that flowed out condensed into a crimson katana over a meter long, and he swung it at the ugly monster's head like a madman.

"I'll kill you, you piece of trash!"

Theme: Respect life