Stuffy nose, a persistent cough and a pounding skull - When Tomura woke up this morning, he knew he couldn't work in this condition. So he called the rest of the league of villains to call in sick. Tomura sat on the balcony, drinking his bitter black coffee. A cool breeze blew through his loose hair and rustled through the newspaper he was reading. Now and then he raised his hand to muffle a cough. He truly wasn't feeling his best today.