You could never explain how you did this, but having been around Kunikida for so long, you've sort of memorized his schedule. Not in a creepy way! You've just known him for a while. So you know when you walk into the office and see Kunikida not at his desk, you get worried. It's only 11:15, and he's not at lunch or on his break until after noon!

You walk around the office looking for him— slightly worried, but it's just a hunch, right? Nothing more, he's probably fine anyway. Dazai might've gotten him wrapped up in typical Dazai shenanigans, so it should be fine.

"...Groan."

Or not. You walk into the break room only to see Kunikida curled up on the couch, his head buried in his elbows on the armrest, glasses aside on the coffee table, and a half-drunk gallon of chocolate milk on the table beside it? That you'll ask for an explanation to later, but for now, you sit beside him. Even sitting gently, he flinches and groans, speaking in his usually grumpy tone, just more exhausted.

"Ugh, I have a migraine. What is it?"