(Un) Fortunately the Yandere is Not After Me

Worth Remembering

It's the next day, and Arata doesn't feel any closer to achieving his goal. Everything about this seems like an impossible situation for him, while sitting in class. However, what's been bothering him more, is definitely the secret those girls were keeping from him. What was it, that they didn't want him to know?

"I see things haven't gotten better yet." Yogi commented on his friend's stressed out face.

"You could say that." He replied. "Say, could you tell me why I started spending time with you guys?"

"Spending time?" Yogi thought about when it all began. "I don't know why you did it, now that I think about it. I just remember that you apparently became friends with Erina, and that was that."

"Really." So she was the first apparently. What did that girl want to do with him?

"I was glad too." Yogi continued. Surely, Arata assumed that it was because of the fact that it allowed the him to start handing with Yogi as he always wanted. "At least then, I thought it was because she moved on."

"Moved on?"

"You see, the truth is that she confessed to him, shortly before you met her." That was definitely news for Arata, at least the one that was sitting right here. "I had thought that maybe you two were-"

"Wait you rejected her?" He cut him off, shocked about the apparent decision. Arata also didn't want to hear the ending of that sentence. It made him feel a little self-conscious from the thought.

"Well, I don't have any feelings for her, so that's why." It didn't make him feel any better about his choice. He assumed that they'd be able to continue on as friends, which they did. But soon enough, Erina made it apparently clear that she was still pursuing him. Though he noticed that happening less and less as time went by.

"I see..." What was his relationship with that girl? Was it... That close? His phone vibrated in his pants, knocking him back to reality. It was that online friend again.

"I hope you are doing well." It read. As much as he'd like to reply, he didn't want to during class like this. However, seeing this message also reminded him of another problem he had about his relationship with this group.

"Hey, there's something that's been bothering me." He spoke up again. "So, I'm friends with all of you, right?"

"Well yeah, that's what we've been telling you."

"Then, how come I don't have your cousin's, I mean, Yuki's contact?" That was a good question indeed. Or at least, it would've been if he didn't already have her contact information. "I've checked, and I have everyone's but hers."

"But you already do." Yogi knew the truth. He always thought of it as a funny story.

"I do?" He looked at her, where she immediately recoiled. Arata found that hard to believe. That girl didn't even call him by his first name. "But, why do you call me Kashimura then?"

"Uh, uh..." Her eyes shifted back and forth. Yuki didn't want to lose the illusion that she had been hanging onto the last couple of days. Now she was regretted sending that message to him now. All she wanted was to try and start another conversation to get his mind of things.

"Well, for some reason. She doesn't like your name."

"Yogi, don't say it like that." She pleaded with her cousin. He wasn't meaning anything bad by it, but it was making her look bad. "I mean, I guess you're right. We don't have each other's contact." Yuki had to come up with a plan here.

"Huh? But aren't you-"

"I said, we don't have each other's contact..." She said again in gritted teeth, trying to get Yogi to understand her message. "Anyway, Kashi... I mean, Arata. We could trade contacts if you'd like."