You felt lightheaded as you finally gave in to your illness. You couldn't stand your fever all day at school, so you decided to leave early and rest.

A few hours later, when you were in bed, suffering from your fever. Someone rang your doorbell, and when you grudgingly got out of bed to open it, Ushijima stood in front of you with his typical stoic demeanour. He seemed to have just finished his training. However, you noticed that he was holding a plastic bag full of something: medication. "I didn't know which medication to buy. So I just grabbed a few of them."