Sumire didn't know how Yuhi knew what to do, but he quickly took her back to his place after he did that. Yes, his place and not the bar, so she already knew he was angry. So when he leads her to the room and asks her if she is okay, it surprises her.
"Slightly. But I should rest for a bit."
"Atushi informed me about your attacks already. He didn't give me enough details, but you're getting them because of your depression, aren't you?" Yuhi said as he sat down on the bed beside her.
"Yes." She trails off. "I'm sorry."
Sorry for making you carry this burden with her.
The truth is that attacks like this have happened before, but she coped with the pain during those times.
"Don't apologize. People these days carry around so much stress. We're in a world in which it's hard to breathe. You're just more delicate than others. It's nothing strange. There's nothing wrong with you."
