Riku let out a soft chuckle, but his amusement quickly turned to concern as he noticed Hiroshi's convulsions. The intensity of the pain was causing Hiroshi's body to react violently, and Riku's eyes widened in alarm.

"Hold on, stay with me," Riku said urgently, his hands steadying Hiroshi as best as he could. "I didn't follow you. I... I just had a feeling you might need help. Looks like I was right."

As Hiroshi's body continued to convulse, Riku's determination grew stronger. He knew he had to do something to ease the officer's suffering, even if it meant taking risks he hadn't anticipated.

Hiroshi's body convulsed violently, his muscles contracting uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites visible, and his hands gripped the edge of the couch with a desperate strength. The pain and shock were overwhelming, sending his body into a state of intense distress.

Riku's mind raced as he watched Hiroshi's convulsions, his heart pounding with urgency. He needed to act fast. Thinking hard, he quickly rummaged through the kitchen, searching for something that might help. His eyes landed on a bulb of garlic, and he grabbed it, hoping it would do the trick.

Returning to Hiroshi's side, Riku spoke softly, trying to reassure him. "Hang in there, Hiroshi. This might help."

He placed the garlic under Hiroshi's nose, the pungent smell filling the air. Gradually, the convulsions began to subside, Hiroshi's body twitching as it calmed. His eyes remained rolled back, but the violent shaking lessened.

Riku stared at Hiroshi, his mismatched eyes filled with concern. He carefully removed the garlic, watching closely for any signs of improvement. The immediate danger seemed to have passed, but Riku knew they weren't out of the woods yet. He stayed by Hiroshi's side, ready to help in any way he could.

Riku's face hovered just inches above Hiroshi's, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity. As he gently brushed a strand of black hair from Hiroshi's forehead, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Hiroshi's skin.

"Hey, cop," Riku whispered softly, his voice barely audible in the quiet room. "Are you okay now?"

He continued to stare at Hiroshi's still unconscious form, his gaze roaming over the officer's face, searching for any sign of recovery. Riku squinted hard at Hiroshi's chest, watching for any subtle rise and fall that would signal he was still breathing. His own breath caught in his throat as he waited, the seconds stretching into an eternity. The tension in the room was palpable, Riku's worry etched into every line of his face.

Just when the silence became almost unbearable, Hiroshi's chest heaved with a sudden gasp. He groaned, the sound raw and pained, but undeniably alive. Riku sighed in relief, his shoulders sagging as the weight of his concern lifted slightly.

"Thank goodness," Riku murmured, his eyes never leaving Hiroshi's face. He remained close, ready to offer any help needed as Hiroshi began to wake, the painful ordeal slowly giving way to recovery.