Guarded
Izumi loomed over Mirai, looking down on her with her arms behind her back as she guarded the door to the inner halls of the Nase manor. "My sister is currently sick with the flu. I'm afraid I can't let you see her at the moment."
Mirai frowned, adjusting her glasses. "She's my best friend, though..."
Izumi shook her head. "She needs her rest. And besides, you might catch what she has."
Mirai shook her head. "I don't care about that part."
Izumi raised an eyebrow at that. "...Kuriyama-san, I know I don't know you very well, but I know that your immune system is equivalent to that of an elderly person who hasn't been vaccinated in 50 years."
"I just want to make sure she's okay..."
Izumi considered that, then smiled softly. "She'll be all right. I'll tell her to text you when she wakes up."
"Wait, how long has she been asleep?"
Izumi sighed. Worriers could grate on her nerves at times. But it was her sister's best friend here. She could tolerate it a little longer, though purely for Mitsuki's sake.
