The next morning, she woke up with a fever and stuffy nose. Takumi walked into the room.
"Oh good, you're awake. The power's back but it looks like we'll be staying inside today; it's still raining heavily."
She didn't get up and only hummed in response.
"Something wrong?"
"I feel like a massive pile of shit."
He put his hand on her forehead.
"So Miss. I-never-get-sick, looks like you caught a cold. I'll go make you something to eat."
"No, I don't want to eat anything. I just want to sleep."
"Wow, you must be really sick if you don't even want to eat anything. But you still have to if you don't want to get worse."
"Geez, is this what being sick feels like? I feel like I'm dying."
"You wouldn't feel like this if you had listened to me."
The next day...
Takumi woke up and found
