Kozue had been in the middle of telling a joke, something about a cat and her brother and a tree, when Kou stormed into the room. She had glanced up, opened her mouth to say something when she saw how furious Kou looked, and been cut off without a single word escaping her mouth.
Whore?
Her stomach dropped, in shock and embarrassment and horror, for everyone else in the room had heard it too, and she bolted up to her feet as Kou turned and stormed out of the room. "Oubai-senpai, wait, what—what—" What the hell?!
She grasped at the pieces of what looked like photo paper, now scattered on the table, and picked one up to see herself, in the pretty dress with the sunglasses perched in her hair, walking down a street in Iburi, with Reizo's arm resting comfortably around her shoulders. When had someone taken pictures of... She dropped it, mouth making a mute, surprised 'O' shape, and selected another one.
This one had been torn neatly in half, but showed that same dress, on a carpeted floor, and Kozue gaped. That hadn't even happened. Had it?