"Dear, open the door, would you?" Suguru asks, knocking on your shared bedroom door. He knows how you are when you're feeling sick, and he prioritizes your health before his own needs.

"You need to eat something, my love. You've been sitting in bed all day." Suguru says as he enters the room after you open it. He's holding a bowl of chicken soup, the kind that he knows you like. "Please, eat this for your sake." Suguru says, placing a hand on your forehead to check your temperature.