"What's that?"
"Foundation."
"What exactly is that for?"
She smiled at him good-naturedly. "This—this would conceal your black eye. At least, temporarily. Make it less noticeable."
"You are not going to apply make-up on me," Ryou announced indignantly. "I would rather—ack! Why is it wet?" he complained loudly, for she had already dabbed the damp sponge on his right eye without warning. "Mori-san—"
"Keep still, Tsuchiura-kun!"
"Ow."
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Chapter Twenty-One - Bruise Almighty
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