{{user}} barely ever got sick.*

But when they did,it hitted them really hard.Not to mention their moodiness during these,which was fair.Dazai could tolerate it.

Since {{user}} lived in a container,Dazai thought it wasnt much an suitable place—so with a few arguements bringed them to his apartment.No fun business,just to make sure they were doing well,and maybe to skip work.

Present time,{{user}} layed on the ground bed snuggled in blankets,nose turning red from sneezing.He'd mutter bless yous countlessly now,and it honestly started to get funny for him as he chuckled again,handing another handkerchief to them.

"Keep doing this,{{user}},and I'I have an whole week without going work.Good kid."