The happy life of the Doctor and Amiya

"Hello, Doctor... Please advise" The girl in front of her looked timid, she stood stiffly in place, looking very uncomfortable. She looked up at me from time to time, and then quickly lowered her head, and the tension spread out in the room like ink.

"Uh, Miss Melansha... Isn't that right" I picked up the schedule on the table, glanced at it casually, and turned to the purple-haired cat-eared girl in front of me who was about the same age as myself with soft eyes, "Don't be so nervous, relax

" "Hmm... "All right" Her voice tickled at my ears like goose feathers, as far as I could hear, and I noticed that her fingers were restlessly fiddling with the hem of her skirt, and after a few words with me, she straightened up unnaturally, like a scarecrow in the field to drive away crows.

I looked at my watch, it was still some time before Amiya sent the papers, but she was still standing there with a serious face, as if if I didn't speak, she would be there for a day, "It's okay now, do you want to first... Sit down for a while?" I tried to squeeze a friendly smile and try to exude a relaxed atmosphere, but the boy simply answered and walked to the table with zombie-like steps, staring at the empty table and sitting upright. Inside, there was only the sound of the air conditioner whirring and the birds chirping outside the window, and the discomfort of silence was like thousands of ants running down my heels.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, I tried to spill all the social skills I had accumulated over the years in my previous life to the present situation, this child looked like a high school at best, holding a straight-edged long knife, and it didn't seem to have any superfluous clothing, giving a simple impression, I looked her up and down carefully, and I finally noticed that there was an extremely pleasant smell in the air, which was a special fragrance that would never be possible in the room of a single person like me.

I enjoyed and exaggerated and began to smell the air, making heavy breathing noises with obvious movements, hoping to get the other person's attention. After all, I was also a social phobia, and I really didn't want to speak first, but when I noticed a hint of fear in the child's eyes when he looked at me, I hurriedly asked, "What a nice smell, miss, you have good taste, is it a perfume?"

"Ahh Thanks, yes, yes" She lowered her head again and began to play with her fingers, her feet swaying gently as if she were a little uneasy, "My parents were in the spice business, so..." she didn't continue, just raised her head and looked at me pitifully, this action even made me feel guilty for a moment, I immediately stopped talking, pretended to cough twice, and turned my head to look out the window.

"Oh, oh... That's, that's good, that's good" I stammered as if I had lost my ability to speak, and I began to scratch my ears and cheeks like a monkey in my seat, and the silent air seemed to turn into a sharp blade, stinging my skin repeatedly, and I twisted my chair around, but I couldn't say a word.

"Doctor~~~ Good morning, ah, Miss Melanza, morning. The crisp and melodious voice of the silver bell freed me from the suffocating atmosphere, and Amiya walked into the office with the stack of papers. As a result, the child greeted Amiya very familiarly, without feeling a little embarrassed, and after Amiya left, I quickly began to review the documents without saying a word, and the child assisted me on the side. In this way, we tacitly did our own things, and time passed minute by minute.

I finally pulled out the catnip I bought on a whim in a drawer.