"The hell you want, pansy stalker?"
That creep from earlier had showed up at my steps. Good grief my folks weren't at home, as they would've raised hell - but that also means I must be wary in case he decides to assault me.
For a creepy guy, he's dressed rather sharply, wearing some kind of crest print on the chest welt pocket.
"Nothing much. I assume you live on your own, right?"
"The home's occupied. Piss off or I'll call the police."
"Wouldn't that be tantamount of self-reporting?"
"The hell you mean?"
"Denjirou Taira... You are the son of the instigators of the 200X station attack, no? Saeko and Ren Taira."
!!! No way...
"?! How much do you know?! Are you with them?!"
"With who? That terrorist group? I would like to ask you the same question, given your history. Tell me, is it your intent to indoctrinate Yukino Minamoto into your ranks? She seems rather dependent on you."
"I'm not indoctrinating anyone anywhere! That's a misunderstanding! Our family is not associated with that group anymore! We've suffered way too much thanks to them!"
"Suffering... Do you ever stop to think about all those lives that you've ruined? How many families and friends have to suffer and grieve thanks to the actions of your own kin? Those are the injuries that will never heal, those are lives that will never be. And you have the gall to say you suffered?
... Yukino Minamoto's family is one of those victims."
"...!!!
You... What..."
"I've been informed on the incident by them. It was Yukino Minamoto's paternal grandmother. It all happened on Yukino Minamoto's birthday as well. She tried to deliver the presents... But she never could. It was all cut short. Thanks to you."
"..."
"You are a dangerous man, Denjirou Taira. To think you would be sharing blood with those extremists... It is my duty to protect Yukino, my future wife. Alas."
"... Wait... Where are you going?..."
"You can't escape your past, Denjirou Taira. It'll come to haunt you forevermore. Wouldn't it be better if you had disappeared? A stain on humanity.
It would be a shame if your beloved had learned about the truth."
"Wait... Wait... COME BACK!! COME BACK!!!"
I was stunned. I couldn't walk. I could only wail as the figure that laid out all of my history walked away in silence, disappearing into the night.
In the end I couldn't do anything. I just stood there as always to move an inch. I thought I was thoroughly prepared for the case when it was going to be brought up, but in the end I've felt so barren. I'm scared.
And if he was informed... No, of course they knew if they were the victims. They would still remember it to this day.
That's when I realized I had only lived the idealised fantasy. That I truly don't belong. That it was all a mistake from the very beginning.
The waxen wings had fallen off, leaving me crashing into the sea.