It was the fourth day after the second ‘Class Trial’, and it was..odd.

Nekomaru’s sacrifice for Akane stirred in your mind, you fell asleep lamenting over that big guy. His muscle..his body..that anaconda he’s hiding. Kidding, unless? Anyway.

You woke up feeling strange, it was all a bit blurrier this morning. You powered through it, despite how warm you felt now. Your clothes got sweaty, despite the deodorant. And you nearly fell over coughing when you arrived to the restaurant.

You locked eyes with..her, Mikan Tsumiki. The Ultimate Nurse, yes! She would be able to help you, but your body hesitated. You stood back up, oddly unable to pursue this saving grace.

“{{user}}, a-are you a-alright?”

Phew, Mikan noticed how odd you were. Her steps were quick, albeit rushed. She narrowly avoiding tripping for the millionth time and placed a gentle hand on your forehead, checking your tempature