233 Comet Street.
Green Forest Clinic.
"Nurse!"
At Aaron's call, a tall woman in her twenties came running over. The twin snowy, delicate peaks on her chest bounced as she cheerfully called, "Boss... what else do you need?"
Aaron frowned. "How many times have I taught you? Don't call me Boss. Call me Doctor!"
After a thorough selection process, she was the nurse he had finally chosen—Miss Fisher!
She had curly blonde hair, azure eyes, a high nose bridge... coupled with her tall figure and voluptuous curves... she was undeniably a great beauty.
Moreover, her appearance had not been altered by any prosthetic modifications, fitting Aaron's tastes perfectly.
But unfortunately... there was a tiny problem with her brain, making Aaron suspect she had the traits of a husky.
According to the old man's guess, Miss Fisher might have been a failed test subject from some bioroid laboratory. A series of biological modifications had enhanced her physical strength and toxin resistance, but had also left her intelligence somewhat lacking.
Yet it seemed that the strength she had gained at the cost of her intelligence was considerable. Miss Fisher could easily lift heavy medical machinery, possessed boundless energy, and loved to run wild whenever she was bored... Added to her occasional problems with comprehension, she had found it difficult to adapt to factory work. After being fired, she had survived on odd jobs.
This time, she had counted herself lucky to be taken in by Aaron.
Though there were times when Aaron really wanted to add a few points of 'Tower' spirituality to Miss Fisher, she was still barely tolerable...
"Okay, Doctor Boss. What do you need?"
Fisher's azure eyes fixed on Aaron, her voice as cheerful as ever.
"Mop the floor again."
Too lazy to correct that verbal habit, Aaron swept