(Un) Fortunately the Yandere Isn't After me (Endings)

Truth 1

Yuki spent her day as she always did. This being to quietly sit in class listening to the teacher, then continuing to sit alone at her desk during break time. The only time she left was to enjoy lunch with her cousin and the others, as well as the bathroom. So that was why it was a bit of a surprise for her when Arata approached her after school at their lockers.

"Can I come over after school?" He asked.

"Really? Why?" Already she failed to give a straight answer. Instead the girl went to answering him with questions of her own. "I can't imagine my home being all too interesting."

"Well, it's not really just to hang out." While he wasn't against doing that with her, as they both shared in the same hobbies. There was something more important that grabbed his attention. "Does your family happen to have an attic?"

"Um, yes?" That wasn't a question people asked everyday, and when Yuki was the one who had to answer. It became another source of stress for the poor girl. "Why do you want to know about that."

"Well, since we used to know each other when we were younger. Maybe you used to keep a diary of it too?" It was a reasonable thought to have. The boy was curious to know more about their former relationship now that they had reunited in high school. "I just thought you might've since I had a journal about it." And yes, that's how he was going to refer to it. There was no way he'd ever admit to having a diary out loud.

"Ooh, I love scrounging around for memories." Their conversation wasn't private as Yogi made his presence known. He was here to come walk home with her as he normally did after she transferred. If this boy still had the same harem as he did at the start of the school year, then perhaps the girls would be more jealous of his cousin. "Can I join?"

"I can't do anything without you, can I?" Arata had a somewhat snide remark to made, but it wasn't up to him anyway. "Well, what do you say, Yuki?"

"I guess the two of you can come over." She wasn't certain they'd find anything at all. The girl couldn't remember doing such a thing, but if she did, then having a pair of boys reading her personal belongings weren't preferable. If anything, that sounded to be a rather dreadful thought. So hopefully her younger self didn't write anything down that was embarrassing now that she was a teen.

So the trio headed towards her home this time. The walk there was longer than how Arata was used to, since her house was further along than where his parents planted their roots. However, soon enough they were there. "I'm sorry about the, um, mess." The second they set foot inside, she was already apologizing. "We weren't expecting any guests."

"What are you talking about? This is a lot cleaner than my room." Yogi responded. Somehow it wasn't that big of a surprise to hear that boy talk about his room in that manner. He seemed to be more the type to spend time at other people's places over his own. Meanwhile, Arata's room was spotless, seeing as he spent more awake there than anywhere else.

"Now, how about we get started." The boys plopped down their bags and the three headed towards the house's attic. Despite being the one who lived here, Yuki was scared of going up there. It was dark and ominous in her view as they opened up the door leading to it.

"Looks good to me." So Yogi was the first one who climbed the ladder and turned on the lights. He scanned around, but there were mainly just a bunch of boxes labeled many different things that meant little to him.

"Your parents don't mind us doing this, right?" Arata asked as he helped the girl up into the attic.

"As long as we put everything back neatly, they won't care." She answered. And now everyone got to work moving around boxes to uncover the secrets of the past. When it was said in that manner, it sounded a lot cooler than saying they were looking for some little girl's diary.