Keiichi frowned. Reaching a hand out, he dragged his fingers across an angry purple bruise on Kamui's cheek. The boy winced, and looked away; guilt clouding his violet eyes.

"That wasn't there before..."

Keiichi clapped his hands on Kamui's shoulders.

"Shirou-kun," he said seriously. Kamui met his eyes. "Are your friends beating you up?"

Keiichi was, understandably, very confused when Kamui burst out laughing.