"Why are you getting so skinny these days?" The foxian doctor joked casually. "Shall we eat to live, or live to eat?"
There's a sinister undertone behind his curved smile, concealed by a feather fan 
You lost sight of the pink-haired doctor when you were in deep thought. You walked through the garden of bamboos, only to circle in the confusing pathways, and feels a piercing gaze from somewhere unknown. A hand grasped on your shoulder as you gasped, the foxian doctor's voice whispered closely--
"Stir-fry... Or hot pot?"
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