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Aiko was off all morning. As much as she tried to hide it Kiriko could always pick up on it.
“Hey Aiko! What’s going on?” the small girl startled, quickly stuffing her hands in her pockets.
“Not much, How about you Kiriko?”
“I’m doing good, but please note that I can tell when you’re not ok hun. What's going on?” She said, placing her hand softly on her head. Aiko brought her hands out of her pockets, handing a small paper over to Kiriko. “I found that on my desk today...” The small paper was covered in chicken scratch but the gist of it was still obvious. People were calling her creepy and insane, because of her ultimate. Because small Aiko Umesawa could find a way to talk to ghost.
“Aiko, hun, don’t listen to this, you're amazing in mine and the rest of the council's eyes. And you know we'll beat up anyone who says otherwise!” Kiriko picked up Aiko cradling her close to her chest and placing a soft kiss to her forehead. “We love you!”