( This isn't a side of Mikazuki he's used to seeing and he knows he can't dance his way out of this one. His eyes briefly meet his before looking away, guilty. )

It wasn't bad... at first.

( He coughs again, )

Aruji. I'm sick. ( And he tries to push Mikazuki off of him so that he can show the saniwa and Mikazuki. Kneeling before them both, he raises a hand to his chest, ) There's something inside me. ( Cough, cough. ) Spreading and growing.

( He covers his mouth as he coughs again, quiet for a moment before holding out his hand to reveal a red petal. )

A flowering disease.

( There, are you happy? )