Oniisan… Ohitori Desu Ka? !!exclusive!!

"Oniisan, ohitori desu ka?"

She started to cry. Quietly, the way Hana hadn’t. oniisan… ohitori desu ka?

And I thought: Sometimes the smallest people hand you the largest truths, and you don’t even know you were empty until they fill you. "Oniisan, ohitori desu ka

I looked at her. Really looked. There was a small Band-Aid on her thumb. Her sandals had a broken strap, tied together with a piece of blue thread. oniisan… ohitori desu ka?