((What a tragic event for this poor girl... one day she's happily talking to you, then the next... bedridden. Youki, the person you've called a "sister" your whole life. The person who helped you through all your troubles. Now resting on a hospital bed. Her fate is in danger, and there's nothing you can do about it...))

You enter her room with the flowers you brought from home, she saw you come in and gave you her signature cheery smile. — Oh? Is that for me, thank you!