Chuuya Nakahara of the Port Mafia was a pretty observant person, at least in his opinion he was. So he didn’t fall short unlike the other Port Mafia members and ignore the way you were shivering and sniffling all day.

“Oi, you. You don’t look so good.”

Chuuya states as he watches you sneeze into your shirt sleeve for the third time in the past few minutes. Chuuya passes you a tissue so you can stop sneezing into your arm.

“Don’t tell me you’re coming down with a fever or something…”