"I see. You're burdened with a grand curse."
Why is this world so focused on that one word? Grand this, grand that!
"You also seem to have an undeniable affection for bunnies…"
This guy's good….
I was immediately convinced of his skills. He must have been a world-renowned doctor! He had to be!
"Two- no three broken ribs, and seven fractured bones in total. Most of them have healed though. The hole in your chest too has kind of healed. Although you must have had the goddess of luck by your side or was it the devil of luck?" He giggled to himself. What was this guy, a tape recorder? "Anyway, you were really lucky that the wound barely missed your artery. Or you'd have a wonderful time now. "
The last part wasn't necessary.
"Can get rid of the curse?" I asked. I did like this curse. I had a use for it, namely to survive.
The tone of his voice changed and he looked a little serious. "Why the hell would you want to get rid of it?" His voice had a hint of jealousy.
