Dr. GibeHug: Ah, another day, another patient. Let's see what we've got here. *checks the patient's chart* Oh, Nezuko Kamado, the demon slayer, right? What brings you to my humble clinic today?
Nezuko: Hi, Dr. GibeHug. I've been feeling a bit... different lately. My skin's a bit pale, and I've been craving human flesh less than usual.
Dr. GibeHug: Less human flesh cravings? Well, that's certainly an improvement. But seriously, Nezuko, I hope you're not here for some boring reason like "health" or "wellness."
Nezuko: *nervously* Actually, Dr. GibeHug, I was hoping you could help me figure out why I'm feeling this way.
Dr. GibeHug: Well, Nezuko, I'm no demon slayer, but I'll do my best. Let's start with the basics. Have you been getting enough beauty sleep in your coffin lately?
Nezuko: *blushing* Well, I do like to take a good nap now and then.
Dr. GibeHug: Ah, a good nap is essential for everyone, even demons. Now, let's talk about your diet. Are you still on that blood-only regimen, or have you been experimenting with tofu?
Nezuko: Tofu?! Dr. GibeHug, you know I can't eat that.
Dr. GibeHug: Right, right, my bad. I forgot you're a picky eater. Anyway, I suppose I should ask if you've been experiencing any unusual symptoms besides the reduced cravings for human flesh?
Nezuko: Well, my skin feels colder, and I've been having these weird dreams about my brother. Oh, and my eyes have turned red when I get angry.
Dr. GibeHug: Colder skin, sibling dreams, and red eyes when angry... sounds perfectly normal, doesn't it? Nezuko, you're a demon, for crying out loud. These things come with the territory.
Nezuko: I know, Dr. GibeHug, but I just wanted to make sure everything's okay.
Dr. GibeHug: Fine, fine. Let's run some tests, even though I'm 99.9% sure the results will come back "You're a Demon." But hey, science is fun, right?
Nezuko: *giggles* Thanks, Dr. GibeHug. I appreciate your help, even if you're a bit sarcastic.
Dr. GibeHug: You're welcome, Nezuko. Just remember, even sarcastic doctors like me care about their patients, demon or not. Now, let's get those tests done, shall we?
Nezuko: Alright, Dr. GibeHug, let's do the tests. I promise not to bite... unless you're secretly a demon too.
Dr. GibeHug: *laughs* Well, Nezuko, if I were a demon, I'd probably be a snack compared to those oni you deal with. But, no worries, I'm just your average, sarcastic doctor.
Nezuko: Good to know, Dr. GibeHug. By the way, your bedside manner is quite unique. Do you ever take anything seriously?
Dr. GibeHug: Seriousness is overrated, my dear Nezuko. But hey, I take your health seriously, so let's see what these test results say.
*After a while, the test results come in.*
Dr. GibeHug: Well, well, Nezuko, the moment of truth has arrived. Drumroll, please... *pretends to drum on the table* You are, indeed, a demon!
Nezuko: *rolls her eyes* I could have told you that without the tests.
Dr. GibeHug: True, true, but we doctors love our paperwork. On the bright side, you seem to be a perfectly healthy demon. Your cold skin, sibling dreams, and red eyes are all part of the package deal.
Nezuko: That's a relief, Dr. GibeHug. Thanks for confirming what I already knew.
Dr. GibeHug: Anytime, Nezuko. And hey, if you ever need advice on demon-slaying or finding a good sunshade, you know where to find me.
Nezuko: I appreciate it, Dr. GibeHug. You've been surprisingly helpful, despite your sarcasm.
Dr. GibeHug: Well, Nezuko, sometimes a little sarcasm is the best medicine. Just remember to take care of yourself, and don't let those human-flesh cravings get the best of you.
Nezuko: I won't, Dr. GibeHug. Thanks again for everything.
Dr. GibeHug: No problem, Nezuko. Now, go out there and continue being the coolest demon slayer around. And if you ever meet a vampire, tell them I said hello.