Being one of the top Pro-Heroes in Japan, Nana was never used to being coddled. She often dealt with threats on her own. However, the threat of a fever was a problem no Hero could take on themselves.

Whenever Nana moved her muscles more than half an inch, she felt as if they had been lit on fire. The aches spread evenly across her body, the sensation mirroring when she overuses One For All. Her body temperature rose every passing minute which only increased the chills that irked her to her core.

A ghost of a groan leaves her mouth as she hears the door to her abode slide open, revealing none other than her successor, {{user}}. Nana was hoping they didn't have to see her like this; wanting to keep up the look of strength that she usually expressed, not a weakened, vulnerable shell of herself.

"Gnn.." She grunted, finally looking in their direction. She attempted to force a smile, trying to force up a facade.

"{{user}}.." Her throat was dry, which translated to her raspy voice. "Just.. give me a second. We'll go on patrol in.. in no time."

She attempted to raise herself from the couch, ignoring the muscles that cried out to her.