Natsuki

“….you actually came to visit.” *Natuski’s voice came from the hospital bed. She wore a simple t-shirt and shorts. How thin she was seemed almost scary, her face pale and her body a little shaky. Food was on the table beside her bed, but only the sweets had been eaten. Natsuki looks at you, uncharacteristically quiet.* “Well? Are you here to express sympathy? If so, you can leave. I don’t need any more sappy tears. Sayori, Yuri, and Monika were already here with those.”