Reiko remained silent following Aino-san's clearly rhetorical question. Really now, what kind of question was that? 'Why would you think otherwise?' Wasn't it obvious? The way girls gossip spreads faster than wildfire. Sure, she may have intended to keep the promise, but for how long? A day? A week? Maybe even a whole month? But eventually all the secrets come out, and Aino would be no different. Best to get on top of the eventual blabbermouth and practice denying everything now. Maybe some would even believe her. And maybe this school year would have very few incidents. 

Doubtful, of course. 

When Aino left, or rather, when Aino was dragged out, Reiko made no motion or gesture indicating her concern or care. She was, at least, partially - very partially - disappointed that the backrub went away as well, but that disappointment faded away quickly. Reiko gave a slight grunt as Junko began enjoying the curry that used to belong to Reiko. She was all set to just drink the rest of her milk and put her head down until the school day ended, but two things happened. First, the thickly accented clearly foreign student sauntered in, looking a mess and being far too excited. 

"What are you even saying?" Reiko asked, her voice soft but as full of ill will as any other. "Please don't talk to me, I can barely understand you." Reiko thought that would be the end of it, and she shifted in her seat to put her head down. 

And that's when another student, this one calling Reiko a strange name, entered the picture. 

"My head is FINE," Reiko raised her voice, now quite annoyed that multiple people have asked her, "Thanks for asking me BACK WHEN IT HAPPENED. Oh, wait, NO ONE DID." 

Reiko stood from her chair, grabbed her milk, and stomped out of the classroom, having had enough of this annoying charade.

"AND MY NAME'S NOT RED SHORTS." She said before sliding the door shut with authority.