American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

"I don't recommend you go, or you should get treatment first, I promise, I'll be quick."

Naegi looked at Bruce who was putting on the mechanical exoskeleton and tried to keep her, but... it seemed to be useless.

"Doctor, your treatment can be postponed for a while. I really have something urgent to do."

Bruce held the wheelchair with both hands and tried her best to stand up. Her shaky appearance made Naegi a little worried.

"Are you trying to be brave?" Naegi quickly ran over and caught Bruce who was about to fall. "How far do you think you can go?"

"None of your business." Bruce grabbed the mechanical exoskeleton assembled in front of her, stretched out her hands to grab it, and pulled herself over like pulling a horizontal bar with both hands, and suddenly fell on the table.

After wearing the controller around her neck, the mechanical exoskeleton began to exert force, allowing Brucey to stand up. She struggled to fix her feet on the exoskeleton instrument and paused.

"I appreciate your help, but...Ah!!!"

Bruce suddenly felt a sharp pain in her waist. The injured part of her spine was forcibly pinched together. The pain made her scream and she instinctively turned around and kicked.

Mrs. Ah Fu, who was in the kitchen, heard her young lady's scream, grabbed the bone-cutting knife on the table and hurried out.

Naegi raised his arm to block Bruce's oncoming kick, and the mechanical exoskeleton collided with the arm armor, making a metallic echo.

"See, your attack is very weak." Naegi shook his arm and knocked away Bruce's kick.

Although the mechanical exoskeleton has enhanced strength, the actual strength it has exerted is probably less than 20%.

"You..." Brucey was a little angry, but more importantly, the pain in her waist was irritating her nerves.

"To be honest, I don't want the world to be destroyed, but I also don't want anyone to be stupid enough to wear this thing out."

Miaogi squatted down and looked at the dense lines on the exoskeleton. Well, this thing really looked like a big toy.

"Give me a reason. You, who come from another world, don't seem to have that much kindness, right?" Bruce tilted her neck and reached out to hold the table to reduce the pressure on her body.

"Well, what's the matter? I want to take advantage of you. Besides, I don't want a beautiful woman to get hurt. Mainly... we are not enemies. Otherwise, I wouldn't care whether you live or die."

Naegi stood up pretending to be relaxed, but to be honest, he felt very embarrassed in this damn world.

"If you want to sleep with me, you don't have to beat around the bush. I can take responsibility for you if you're willing."

Bruce reached out and tucked the hair that was hanging by her ears behind her ears, and looked at Naegi in front of her with a slight smile.

Mrs. Afu, who had just walked out of the kitchen, quietly retreated and closed the door silently.

"Um, we don't have to be so direct. Besides, what does it mean to be responsible? I..." Naegi was a little at a loss for words.

Okay, he was indeed a bit lustful and had bad intentions, but being so blunt about it made him look like a loser.

"In your world, men should take the initiative. After all, they are the main leadership force. I admit that you are very beautiful."

Bruce lifted her feet and adjusted herself. "If we were somewhere else, maybe we could have something to talk about. I'm really busy right now."

Bruce raised her hands to keep her balance, took a step forward, adjusted to walking, and limped forward.

She also has a set of armor for Pained, which is only a half-finished product, but it is enough for her use now.

Just when she was halfway there, Bruce felt her body lighten. The loss and pain in her spine made her perception a little dull.

"What are you doing?" Bruce asked hurriedly. She found herself being carried on Naegi's shoulders. The exoskeleton was five times her own weight, which gave her a new understanding of Naegi's strength.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about that.

"Hey, guess what? Do you really think I'm the man here? Who do you think you are to talk to me?"

Miaomu was very disdainful. He carried Bruce towards the bedroom where he had slept before. He felt very nervous. Although he was a campus playboy in his previous life, he was really a chaste woman in this life.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't excited, but Naegi could always find some reasons for himself, "I told you that there is a way to cure you."

Miaomu took two steps over, kicked open the door, threw Bruce on the bed, and grabbed the exoskeleton, which was unexpectedly strong.

"If you like a disabled person, or like to do violence to this body, it seems that you have made the wrong choice. I am not... that weak."

Bruce suddenly stood up and stabbed Naegi with her fingertips.

It was easily blocked by Miaomu. At the same time, Miaomu reached out and grabbed the controller on Bruce's neck. The instrument controlled by nerve lines was removed.

Sure enough, the mechanical exoskeleton fell apart.

Naegi held Bruce down and traced his fingers across her back, hooking his fingers around the broken vertebrae and forcing them into alignment.

This kind of pain is more exciting than breaking it again.

"Drink some wine, and honestly, you're sexy."

Naegi threw the wine jug in front of Bruce, and cut his fingers into the vertebrae, prying them apart again, causing pain.

Bruce gritted his teeth, "That doesn't seem right. There should be beauties in your world, right?"

"You're just a mediocre doctor. To be precise, I don't know how to treat you. You're in trouble." Miao Mu said without any embarrassment.

"I can see that if you were a doctor, you would have the most complaints. Do you have to drink this wine?"

Bruce felt a little dizzy from the pain. She unscrewed the lid and looked at the wine inside. She was a little hesitant, but before waiting for Naegi to answer, she took a sip.

"Drinking can ease your pain. Speaking of which, I've been very gentlemanly. Just bear with it." Miaomu moved his fingers along the spine and pinched another section.

"It can be seen that you are indeed a gentleman. At least you have wild thoughts in your head, but you don't make any unnecessary moves."

Bruce gritted his teeth and took another sip. The rich wine, with a cool feeling, suppressed the pain.

"It should be almost done. If you can move a bit, remember to finish the wine. I'll try not to use too much strength." Miao Mu pinched the broken part with his fingers, rubbing it gently, trying to stabilize the position.

"If you feel like you can relax, you can reach out and touch other places as long as you want, because I feel that you are too restrained. Could it be that...ah!"

"Sometimes, if you say less, you won't die." Naegi said with a somewhat cold smile, pinching Bruce's spine again.

"Hehe, so what is this wine of yours? I can hear there's something in it, a stone?" Brucey talked a lot and looked like she was drunk. Naegi watched the spine heal quietly.

This was the first time he had seen someone treating someone else.

Normally, he would quietly give his subordinates another cup, but there was no noticeable effect, but I could see it this time.

"Probably. What do you think? My medical skills have reached perfection." Miao Mu smiled shamelessly and rubbed the soft buttocks with his palms, which felt great.

Bruce turned her head and looked at Naegi, reaching out and tugging at her black shirt, the skirt having been changed.

"If this potion is the reason, you are indeed a miracle doctor."

Naegi reached out and held Bruce's chin, and said with a smile: "Then we can talk about another thing."

"What?" Bruce raised her eyebrows, her flushed face looking as bright as if she had put on rouge.

"Let me show you what violence is!"

Miaomu reached out and grabbed it, and her clothes were torn into pieces. Bruce did not dodge, allowing her spring light to be exposed. She just looked at Miaomu with a smile on her face, just when Miaomu reached out again.

Bruce raised her hand and grasped Naegi's palm, pressing it against her chest, holding onto the softness.

"Perhaps you thought of one thing wrongly."

"That's right!" Miaomu pulled off his belt, stretched his neck, and pounced over, and Bruce exclaimed.