"Honestly you should be more careful." Arata's mom scolded him as she got a wrap for his wound. He was taken with Erina back to where the parents were enjoying themselves. The girl was skill passed out and laying on the bench next to him.
"Oh, come on." His dad was in disagreement with his wife. "Sometimes you gotta take a few risks."
"It appears that's all you know what to do." A woman that Arata had never met before spoke up. She was the most well kept person out of everyone. Odd, since this was a casual event. Sure, there was no rules about dressing up, but this was for the kids really.
"Heh, but I'd say that's part of my talent." He laughed. However, all that earned was a grim look from the woman.
"You're Arata, correct?" She turned her focus to the son of the family. When she was looking at him, he felt as though he was being judged. Wasn't wrong about that feeling either.
"Y-yes." Arata bowed his head to show respect. "Yes, my name is Arata. And you are?"
"Jingu." She answered bluntly. "I'm Misei's mother."
"Her real name's Minai" His dad whispered over to him, much to the woman's chagrin.
"I'd appreciate if you allow me to make my own introductions." She scolded. "But that is my full name." Of course, given the age difference, it was expected that she only ever refer to her by last name.
"There, you should be much better now." His mother finished wrapping his arm. Arata moved it around a bit to get used to the restriction. It would've been a shame to cause it to open again and bleed more, especially given who he was sitting next to.
"Great, um, maybe I should wait here." He looked over at Erina's sleeping body. She looked so calm, which was a shock given why she was like that in the first place.
"Oh, don't worry about her." His dad told him. "We've got her taken care of." Though, both Arata's parents were unaware of why her parents were the only ones not here. He chose not to inform them of the details. It's not for him to tell them anyway.
"Besides." His mom continued on. "After all these years, I'm surprised you're not spending more time with that little friend of yours."
"I guess you're... What?" Arata turned to his mom in confusion. He had heard something similar once before. "Who are you talking about?"
"It's a bit disappointing to hear that you've forgotten." She lamented. "I never thought I'd raise such a forgetful son." He looked at her with deadpan eyes, remembering that time when he had real amnesia.
"Okay, fine." He relented. "I forgot, but if you remembered. How come you never told me?" At first, she thought he knew. However, it appeared that it was mere coincidence instead of a real reunion.
"You're smart, I'm sure you'll figure it out." He grumbled to that statement. This just seemed like some dumb game all the adults agreed to play with him. Even Minai seemed to think this was stupid too hearing her comments on this.
"Figure... What out?" It looked like it was time for a certain someone to wake up. Erina rubbed her eyes as she slowly brought herself up to a sitting position. It was a bit of a blur, but she somewhat remembered what happened before she blacked out. It was that reason why she was a bit concerned over turning her gaze to Arata.
"It's about that girl I knew when I was younger." He informed her. "You know, 'Y'?" She vaguely knew what he was talking about. But it wasn't something he really discussed with her. Not compared to some of the others. However, it turned out that his mother was aware of who it was. Which also happened to be one of the girls here.

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(Un) Fortunately the Yandere is Not After Me
RomanceArata Kashimura was hoping to have a normal, if lonely, high school life. He avoided others because he didn't want his secret to get out. That he was a massive otaku, something like that becoming known would be high school suicide. Knowing that, he...