KOMAEDA POV

"Hajime... Why would he be mad at you?" I didn't get it... The old Hajime would never like that,  even if he knew he was wrong. 
    "Uh... w-well," He started,  looking down at his dirt-covered feet. "Izuru would always beat me if I did something wrong... And h-he'd make me apologize a bunch..." Silence.  That's all there was after a broken little Hajime said that.  And the only thing to decimate that silence,  was the sounds of Hajime's nearly silent sobs.
     After a bit of this, Ibuki went over and hugged Hajime, like a mother. Though she hugged him with such grace and sweetness,  her eyes flared with anger as she pushed the brunette's head into her shoulder,  letting his tears soak her shirt.
     Fuyuhiko stood up,  with Peko following suit.  Kazuichi stood as well,  looking confident for the first time in his life.
     "I'll kill him... I'll kill that bastard!" Fuyuhiko screamed that,  making Hajime jump and whimper a bit in surprise. Ibuki comforted him,  calming him down.
     "Nagito," she started before handing Hajime to me. She got close to my ear and whispered, "Can you get him to lead us to Izuru?" My eyes widened.
     "What?!" I shout-whispered back. "Why!?" Kazuichi cut in,  not even bothering to whisper.
     "We need to find that jerkwad and teach him a lesson.  That's what he deserves" Hajime flinched.
     "N-No! He'll hurt you, i-it's not worth it... Not just for me..." He looked as if it was his fault that Izuru did all this stuff to him.
     "Hajime," I turned to him, making our eyes meet. "Please,  take us to him.  None of this is your fault,  so please. We want to help you."
     He took a bit to decide,  but eventually nodded. I smiled and stood, motioning for him to do the same,  but he didn't.
     "What's wrong, Hajime?" I asked. He looked down at his legs,  bruised and swollen. I suppose he used all his strength running from Fuyuhiko.  Understanding, I picked him up and put him on my back as we started walking.