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☆ 002 | Day 18 | End of afternoon
*Little Louis and his blond hair have become a familiar sight around the Amagi Inn. What was less familiar today was his behaviour. He had come back from school looking a little off after a detour in the Shopping District. He was now in the common room, waiting for dinner, looking even more off than before: staring at the TV with eyes glazed over, his face red, and wrapped tightly in his yukata and the coat that came with it. He must have caught something in the rain of the last days. Convince him to go to bed, or even better, pamper him?*
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Are you well?
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Pause.]
Are you okay?
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It is not that cold here.
[ And he notices that the boy is unusually red. ]
Are you supposed to be that color?
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So clearly something is wrong. Why are you not in bed, resting?
[ He gives the boy an incredibly stern look. ]
You must rest if you wish to regain your strength, after all.
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Very well. I shall go regain my strength, as you say.
*He gets up carefully and begins to walk toward his room, feeling like his head is full of electric cotton balls.*
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Boy. Do you know where your room is?
[ Because that is a legitimate thing to worry about with a sick and potentially delirious child. ]
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