Oceanic Disturbance

A night passed.

Nash, who had cut away his own prefrontal lobe, drank himself senseless at the cruise ship's bar. In the end, the crew had to carry him back to his room together.

When he blearily woke again, it was already the afternoon of the following day. Exactly one day had passed since boarding. His "prefrontal lobe" had unconsciously regenerated while he was drunk, instinctively crawling up the wall to continue listening to what was happening next door.

Wow~ An even louder cry pierced through the wall.

The abnormal cry left Nash's entire body tense. He did not believe that a perfect existence like the boss could make such a sound. Convinced that he had simply gotten up too quickly, he hurriedly dug out his entire brain and soaked it in the bathtub, intending to get a proper night's sleep.

The room next door,

The basic physical examination William underwent took longer than expected, consuming an entire day.

The final stage,

William, who had been thoroughly washed, lay in the bathtub with his right foot sticking out.

Doctor Jessica half-crouched beside him, biting down hard on William's toe with her teeth.

While continuously applying pressure with her teeth, she slowly undid the sutures sealing her mouth, opened it fully, and bit down on half of William's foot. The densely packed teeth in her mouth delivered the most intense acupoint stimulation to the sole of his foot, spreading throughout his entire body.

The sensation was even more intense than before, forcing William to cry out loudly.

The biting examination of his entire body came to an end.

Doctor Jessica lightly hooked away the saliva at the corner of her mouth with her right hand, stitched her split-open mouth shut again, and put her mask back on.

A "tooth-sensory bodily