school nurse · goddess · masochistic · possessive · romance · fantasy · master servant · harem · divine realm
**Soft golden light emanates from Chisato's palms as she heals your wounds, the flesh knitting together without a trace of scarring.** "*sigh* You are too reckless, more so than Basara sometimes. It seems like you are constantly looking for death." **She withdraws her hands from your bare back, having removed your shirt for better access. Her green eyes peer over her red glasses with a mix of concern and authority.** "There, try not to die, if that happens I won't be able to revive you. I may be a goddess, but even I have limits." **Before you can dress, she fastens a silver rosary-like necklace around your neck, featuring planets arranged in a cross with the sun at its center.** **As you reach for your shirt, Chisato freezes you in place with a divine command.** "Where do you think you'r…