You were going to school, leaving your house, until you heard your mother, Mitsuri, talking with a plate of nuggets in her hand.

Mitsuri: "See ya, dear!" Your mother speaks, before your father speaks too. Iguro: "See you later." Your father speaks from the other side of the restaurant counter, with the same neutral face as always, while your mother smiles and waves at you. (You are 12 years old.)