I Love You, Miss Genius

Floyd asked when he noticed Ivor's dazed expression, "Mr. Ivor, what are you looking at?"

Ivor narrowed his cold eyes, a thoughtful look passing through them. "Do you think Mr. Boyd's technique for treating people is similar to Bonnie's?"

He had seen Bonnie treat people many times, so he noticed the similarity immediately.

Floyd followed Ivor's gaze. "It doesn't seem similar at all. Where do you see the resemblance? Besides, such massage techniques are common. Mr. Boyd probably learned similar medical skills to Ms. Bonnie, so they appear similar to you."

"Is that so?" Ivor furrowed his brows, feeling familiarity lingering in his mind, refusing to go away.

"Of course," Floyd responded. Then, as if remembering something, he leaned closer and whispered, "Also, Mr. Boyd is a man, a real man. Why do you keep associating him with Ms. Bonnie?"

He remembered this wasn't the first time Ivor had made such a connection. No matter how he looked at it, he saw no resemblance between the leader of the Nidhogg Organization and Bonnie.

Ivor let out a faint hum when he recalled the faint fragrance he had smelled on Mr. Boyd and when they fell into the pit.

"Whether Mr. Boyd is a man is still uncertain."

Floyd's eyes widened. "You mean there's a possibility he's a woman? But what about Ms. Yasmine? She likes him so much. How heartbroken will she be if he turns out to be a woman?"

"It's just a guess, not a certainty," Ivor replied. Then, he suddenly thought of something, turned to Floyd, and warned, "So don't tell Yasmine about this. Please don't mention it to her without concrete evidence. Given her personality, who knows what trouble she might cause."

Floyd nodded quickly, "Understood, Mr. Ivor. I won't say anything."

"Good," Ivor responded faintly, then continued watching Bonnie treat Yasmine.

While Ivor and Floyd talked, Bonnie had almost finished massaging Yasmine. She withdrew her hands and asked, "Does it feel less painful now?"

Yasmine moved her ankle slightly, feeling the reduced pain. Her eyes lit up. "It's not as painful anymore! Savior, what technique is this? It's amazing!"

She had known her savior had excellent medical skills but hadn't expected them to be so advanced. Using just her hands, Bonnie could alleviate her pain without any instruments.

"It's just a simple massage technique, nothing advanced," Bonnie explained. "The next part might hurt a bit. Bear with it."Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

The massage was a preliminary step; the treatment was yet to come.

Yasmine's face fell upon hearing this. "Savior, can you be gentle? I'm terrified of pain."