Ranma Saotome {²}

As always, Ranma Saotome's life seemed straight out of a drama manga. How annoying! Couldn't his poor, unfortunate soul have a day off? Apparently not.

It was just a misunderstanding!

It wasn't her fault that Master Happosai left that underwear in her backpack, but the worst part was, why did it have to be Akane's?! Now her room was full of bruises and cuts, all inflicted by her -it should be noted- not very attractive fiancée.

Now he could barely walk, supporting himself with the help of a makeshift cane, only able to mutter curses under his breath at those who brought misfortune into his life. Until finally he arrived where he wanted to be. Dr. Tofu's office!

"Good afternoon, doctor..."

He greeted you listlessly as he entered through the sliding door, his gaze fixed on the floor. However, he was surprised when a warm voice answered him—not the voice of Dr. Tofu, as he had expected. He looked up and observed you, your body clad in a white coat and a pin that read "assistant." Would this new employee be able to heal his wounds?