What Am I? (Yandere Simulator Love Story)

Twenty Three: Flashbacks; Mujo

"Higher, Mommy! Higher!" I cheered. Momma laughed as she pushed me higher in the swing. Me, Yan-kun, Ayano, and Momma were at the playground together, enjoying our weekend. I looked to the street, spotting an ice cream truck.

"Mom, I want some ice cream!" Yan-kun said, spotting it, too."Me, too!" Ayano said. Momma smiled at them. "Okay, we'll go get some ice cream. Amaya, would you like some ice cream?" Momma asked me. "No, thank you. I'm okay." I said as I went over to a slide. 

While Momma, Yan-kun, and Ayano went over to the ice cream truck, I slid down the slide a few times. On my sixth time, I didn't know someone was waiting behind me. "Hurry up! Move!" A girl said. I was about to go down the slide, but the girl behind me was too impatient and she roughly pushed me down the slide.

"Move it!" I slid down the slid on my stomach. When I got to the bottom, I scraped my knee, making me cry from the pain. "Mommy! Mommy, help me! It hurts! It hurts so much, Mommy!" I screamed while holding my injured knee.

"Hey, little girl. Are you okay?" I opened my teary eyes as a man with pink hair stood over me. "Why are you crying?" He asked as he kneeled down in front of me. "My knee...! It hurts! It really hurts!" I said, crying again.

"Your knee? May I see, please?" He asked. I hesitated before showing him my knee as blood ran down my leg. "Oh, sweetie. It's just a little cut. Here, I'll take care of it." He said. He opened a white bow he had with him and he began to take some stuff out.

"Now, this is going to sting just a for a second, okay?" The man said. "I don't like things that sting. It hurts." I said to him.

"Okay. What's your name, sweetie?"

"A... Amaya..."

"Okay, Amaya. I'm Mujo. It will only hurt for a second. I promise."

"But-"

"Amaya, you have to trust me, okay? I promise, I'll make it quick. If it hurts too much, you can squeeze my finger, okay?" I looked at his finger as he held it out to me, then at him.

"O... Okay."

My tiny hand wrapped around his finger and he sprayed something on my knee. I winced as it did sting a little, like he said, causing me to squeeze his finger as the pain stayed there for a second, but went away.

"See? You did a good job, Amaya. I'm really proud of you." Mujo said. I gave a small smile and he cleaned my knee, then taped a white patch over the scrape. "There. All done. You did a good job, Amaya. You were very brave." He complimented.

I blushed slightly while looking down at my knee. "Does it still hurt?" He asked. "Not really." I answered. "Where's your Mommy, Amaya?" Mujo asked.

"Amaya!"

I looked over as Momma, Ayano, and Yan-kun ran over to me. "Mommy!" I held my arms out to her and she scooped me up in her arms. "What were you doing to her?" Momma demanded. "I wasn't doing anything! I was only helping her!" Mujo said.

"It's true. Some mean girl pushed me off the slide and he helped me. Look, he fixed my knee." I said, showing her the proof. "Well... Thank you, sir. It was really generous of you." Momma said. "Thank you, Mujo." I thanked, smiling at him.

"You're very welcome, Amaya. Please be careful next time, okay? Can you promise me that you'll be careful next time?" Mujo said, holding out his pinkie. "Mm-hm. I'll be careful. I promise." I said, wrapping my pinkie around his.

"Gross." Yan-kun said. "Shut up." Ayano said, nudging him slightly. "Thank you again for helping my daughter." Momma thanked. "You're welcome. Goodbye, Amaya." Mujo waved to me as I waved back. "You really are a klutz, Amaya." Yan-kun said.

I frowned and stuck my tongue out at him.

"Nobody's perfect, you big jerk." Ayano said. "Cut it out, you two." Momma said to them.