My older sister, Tsubasa, who had always protected me from being bullied since childhood, was like a boy. After I stopped worrying about being bullied, she said she wanted to "live alone" and ran away from home. Some time later, entrusted by my parents, I went to visit her in her apartment with rice and other supplies. Although she still had that boyish impression of me, when she came close, I smelled a woman's scent.
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