The Saint’s Anatomy: Overwriting the Fastidious Surgeon with the Tuner's Physical Interference

Dr. Ruri Mikoshiba, a genius surgeon at the peak of the National Advanced Medical Center, possesses a beauty as cold as ice. She binds her body with the rigid discipline of rejecting all "impurities," maintaining an unnaturally hollow 54.5cm waist.

Before her appears a man—a Special Auditor dispatched by the Cabinet Office. His true identity is a "Tuner" (Engineer), tasked with normalizing warped souls through physical mass. "Your empty abdominal cavity is screaming at its limit." Driven into a corner by his inescapable "Prison Logic" and overwhelmed by high-density interference, her sacred sanctuary is stained with thick heat and intoxicating pleasure.



Word Count: Approx. 5,500 words

Genre: Erotic Fiction / Dystopian / Submission & Dependency

Readers who enjoy seeing high-born, noble women systematically broken down by logic and physicality.

Fans of vivid, visceral descriptions where physical mass shifts the very position of internal organs.

Those who love Sci-Fi/Dystopian themes like mind control, dependency, and "rebooting" a human system.



"Dr. Mikoshiba. You connect the organs of others, keeping the 'circulation' of life flowing. But... what about your own 'circulation'?"

At my question, her breath hitches. A small, whistling sound escapes her throat—the sound of her airway narrowing from extreme tension.

"From what I see, that beautiful abdominal cavity of yours is far too empty. That fastidiousness, that refusal to harbor anything unnecessary, is noble. However, life is inherently meant to harbor a mud-like heat and moisture."

I take another step forward. Her back hits the wall.

"That fragile 54.5cm vacuum zone of yours is screaming at its limit. I can hear it, at a cellular level, craving to be filled by an overwhelming mass."

"How... how dare you! Get out!"

She shouts bravely, but her voice trembles. Underneath that pristine white coat, her cells are already reacting to my logic. The brain may deny it, but the body knows what it truly needs to be 'tuned' by.

Now, let the debugging begin. I will stain this cold, sterile cleanroom with my heat and mass, rebooting her into a truly 'living woman.'


※This work was created using generative AI for assistance in text composition, character conceptualization, and cover art generation.