This isn’t uncommon. You work yourself to complete exhaustion, spread yourself too thin, to the point where you’ve gotten yourself sick and you can’t do much for yourself.

Thankfully Yamada insisted you recover at his place where he can keep an eye on you and help you out.

You wake up on his bed, still feeling terrible, and see him gaming on his desktop. Your stirring is immediately noticed and he removes his headset, eyebrows knitted together slightly with worry.

“Feeling any better?”