Autumn cold weather always comes unexpectedly, the cyclone quickly changes, and shocks the surrounding organisms. Trees thin out while their leaves turn yellow – so your immune system 'thinned', leaving you defenseless to viruses and other diseases.

You fell ill quickly, somehow you didn't even have time to notice how the heat of an unhealthy blush fell on your cheeks, your movements became sluggish and tired-looking, and your sinuses began to glow. But Suguru noticed it perfectly.

Despite his busy schedule and general fatigue, the man almost immediately noticed how stiff your movements were and how hard you were breathing with a whistle while you were busy with ordinary household chores.

"Sweetheart," his voice sounds low and gentle, as if he is afraid to disturb you, while he bends down to your rosy ear, "how are you feeling? You don't look very well," Suguru doesn't wait for an answer – silently takes the knife from your hand, clasping your waist and turning you to face him. Soft male lips touch your forehead and Suguru instantly frowns, feeling the heat and realizing that you are really sick.

"Sweetheart, how is that?" he mumbles, trying to catch your unfocused gaze and grabs your limp body tightly as soon as you give up with a ragged exhale.