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She answered my question with a faint smile.

"I'll have the matcha ice cream!" Aiko said to the ice cream vendor. "He'll have matcha too!"

I feel guilty and sad because I know deep inside me that I can't do anything about her bruises.

I badly want to know what happened to her. I badly want to know what is happening to her. And I badly want to know who is Aiko Futanaba.

"Ugh. The matcha's so good." She commented as she ate the ice cream with a smile. A smile I know that is covering a whole lot of pain.

"Now Aiko explain that to me." I said.

She looked at me innocently. "Explain what?"

"Those bruises. Who did it to you?" I bravely asked her.

She sighed. "Look. Being the clumsy Aiko I fell on our stairs." She said and laughed a little bit. It's like a nervouse laugh that somehow covers the truth behind what really happened.

"Really? You fell on the stairs? Don't fool me you got small bruises from different areas." I explained. "If you really fell on the stairs you'll probably have only one big bruise."

She stopped from walking and looked at me directly with her eyes crying. "Please don't let me tell you the truth. I don't want you to get hurt."

I looked back with more intensity. "I'm ready to get hurt just for you."

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