Meeting (11)

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 Frei had convinced me she didn't need a doctor. I was not happy with it, but she had gone into Panzer-Frei Mode, and I couldn't yet stop tanks with words.

Right now, the rumble of the subway train moving on the tracks constantly echoed inside my head. I was getting an adrenaline down, and was feeling the beginning of a headache.

"You OK?" Asked my way too serious bodyguard. Like she wasn't the one who got hit everywhere.

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry, often happens after those kind of fights."

I could see her biting the insides of her cheek. She was still unaware of the stares she was getting from the other people in the subway compartment. They looked at her even more than before, after all, she was now a bruised kimono-dressed girl with a wooden sword.

She fidgeted on her seat, not saying something.

"Frei, what is it?"

She immediately responded, like she had been waiting for my authorization.

"What have you done to my father? He's an asshole, sure. But..."

"I told you already, I just spoke some truths into him."

She looked at me, irritated.

"What does that mean?"

I scratched my head.

"It's complicated."

That irritated her even more.

"I'm not an idiot, I've got a physics degree."

That surprised me. Not that she wasn't an idiot mind you.

"Really? Wow! You never told me. Where did you study?"

"Don't change the subject."

I pouted, it honestly interested me.

"Sias, don't think this face is gonna get you out of trouble."

"Wait? Unhappy face?"

She still looked angry, but blushed slightly.

"I forget you're not used to...well, you." She paused. "Yes, this face is definitely going to help you get what you want most of the time. Not this time though."

I pouted again.

"Tell me." She insisted. "How did you know so much about him? And about my mother? "

I sighed.

"I didn't, not really."

"You're not making any sense."

"No I'm not, I'm well aware... And it's not going to get better if I explain anything. That's why I'd rather shut up."

"You're not going to."

Well it didn't seem I had the choice.

"... It was a guess, Panzer-Frei."

She was pissed off now.

"Don't call me that. And stop lying to me."

I stared at her.

"I don't lie" I exclaimed too loudly. I got wrathful stares from the japanese commuters.

Frei didn't care.

"You can't guess things like that!" She almost shouted.

"Shhh... we're disturbing everyone..."

She looked around, finally realizing we weren't behaving as we should in japanese public transportation.

"Tell me the truth!" She whispered angrily.

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