A paladin with a broken wrist. The hammer was too heavy.
A mage with a sprained ankle. Slipped on their own ice spell.
A bard with a concussion. Smacked with their own lute.
A priest with a bruised soul. They just wanted attention.
Elves with ear ache, gnomes with growing pains, goblins looking green around the gills, even dwarves with beard ache.
There was absolutely nothing Maki hadn't dealt with in just the few years she'd been been the only acting doctor around. She'd been saddled with an honest to God- whoops. She scolded herself mentally, since wasn't supposed to say the G-word in case it brought a blessing with it. Doctors and priests, Nico had whispered as though a higher power might hear her, they're far too similar. You can never be too careful. Maki didn't bother pointing out the problems with Nico's friends; two literal angels... only one of whom was anything close to angelic.
But yeah. She'd suffered through all kinds of insanity and was currently playing the hostess to the three previously mentioned forms of divine punishment. Nozomi, Eli, and Nico weren't the most pressing problem, no no no. Eli was fine, but Nozomi had no sense of personal space, she was crude, lewd, and there was next to nothing angelic about her as far as Maki could tell. Nico was the worst. Loud, obnoxious, infuriating and egotistic.
None of them were to blame this time because the one driving a splitting migraine right though Maki's forehead? She'd never met them before today. Thankfully, if this conversation is any indication.
"And your problem is...?" She rubbed the bridge of her nose. This was going to be good. "And stop doing that."
"Doing what, nyaa?" The adventurer tilted her head. Maki's eye twitched. Rin, as she called herself repeatedly, was truly testing her.
"That!" Doctors shouldn't snap at their patients, her parents had always told her. Good thing this beast-kin wasn't her patient yet. "That noise. Just tell me what's wrong."
"Isn't that your job?" Rin leaned in to rest her chin on the counter, looking up at Maki with the single most obnoxious grin ever put to face. "You're the beautiful doctor, aren't you?"
Maki couldn't recall whether it was by choice or not but a high pitched noise, like a helium balloon gone wild, crawled up the back of her throat, her palms went damp and clammy and her face, and it always pained her to think these words, was the same colour as, yep, her hair. Scarlet faced, sweating, and even pseudo-screeching. The one single saving grace came from the day's biggest problem; Rin herself. People like her could never keep their mouths shut for long, Maki had met dozens of them, and it seemed Rin was no exception.
"Nyaha, just kidding!"
That day Rin became the first patient to ever enter the Nishikino clinic healthy and leave injured.