Koyuki lay on her bed, a cold rag over her forehead. Her eyes were closed and her face was slightly reddened in sickness. She squinted her eyes open as she heard a door shift open, waking up from the half sleep she was in.

“Oh, hello…” She whispered out, her voice hoarse.

Koyuki let her eyes rest on the person who had entered her room for a moment before gritting her teeth and trying to prop herself to sit upright.