Tatta Kodai
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"You're seriously ill, huh?" Tatta's grin widened, his gaze hovering over you as you lay on the couch, clearly affected by a fever. His playful demeanor contrasted with the concern flickering in his eyes.
He took a step closer, leaning in to get a better look. "Well, well, looks like you finally met your match," he teased, his tone laced with a mix of amusement and genuine worry. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you survive this little setback."