Twenty-Third Truth [Action]
[The Medicine Seller, once again known as "Morita Shinichi" or whatever the name I made up last time he needed to have one was, is at his desk in the infirmary.]
[No, he does not buy your shitty excuse about how you caught a rare strain of tuberculosis that only hurts you during math classes.]
[He might put up with you anyway, though. It depends.]
[Also, his mad exorcist powers are on the fritz, a bit--he's excessively aware of every demonic and ghostly thing anywhere near the school, and occasionally just purifies the shit out of things without meaning to. Which, he guesses, isn't a bad quality for a nurse.]
[No, he does not buy your shitty excuse about how you caught a rare strain of tuberculosis that only hurts you during math classes.]
[He might put up with you anyway, though. It depends.]
[Also, his mad exorcist powers are on the fritz, a bit--he's excessively aware of every demonic and ghostly thing anywhere near the school, and occasionally just purifies the shit out of things without meaning to. Which, he guesses, isn't a bad quality for a nurse.]