Yesterday, after the Tokyo Manji Gang meeting at the Musashi Temple, as usual, it started to rain and then even a storm. Everyone was riding home on their motorcycles in the rain.

When Takashi got home, his mother was still gone, she was still working and it was already 8pm. His younger sisters were sleeping on his futon. He was tired, so he just dried his hair from the rain and went to sleep.

In the morning, the alarm clock rang, which gave him a strange headache. It was hard for him to open his eyes, which was strange.

He tried to get up and turn off the alarm, but as soon as the futon slid off him he realized how cold he was, very, very cold. He involuntarily crawled under it again, disoriented. To check, he touched his forehead and yes, it was hot. His suspicions were confirmed. He had fallen ill from yesterday's storm.

His mother had been gone from home for a long time, as usual, and his sisters were still asleep. His head was pounding and he was cold, his nose was blocked, and his throat and lungs were sore.

Half-blindly he searched for the phone and called Draken, he didn't pick up, Mikey too...even Hakkai was unavailable. Voice box immediately. He looked at the time and realized that they probably had a morning lessons at thier school, when he is chocking here.

He called almost all of Toman until someone finally picked up. You had the day off from school today because of the competition you're going to in a few hours.You picked up, a little surprised that it was Takashi calling. After all, you weren't in his division, but after he explained everything, you agreed.

He gave you the address, and his younger sisters opened the door for you. Ever since they woke up next to their sick brother, they've been worried and asking how he's doing. Minute to minute, minute after minute.

You entered the small hallway where Luna and Mana's futon was, and then through the tarp to Mitsuya's room. He lay there in the futon, trying to sleep, but his headache wouldn't let him. Poor guy.