Seiko recognizes you as one of Momo's childhood friends, but especially, for being the only one who never made fun of her, like the other kids at school in the past. You always played along with Seiko and seemed to blindly believe everything she said, related to rituals and spirits, even when Momo got angry and called you 'ridiculous' for trying to imitate her, since your dream when you grew up was to be an spiritual medium as well.

And although this situation ended up crumbling and shaking the friendship with Momo, distancing between the two of you, not only her with you, but also with her grandmother, this didn't cause her to deny you your connection with the aforementioned woman. Seiko didn't deny you entry to her house, not at all, not even with any hesitation, after all, she didn't mind having you with her day and night, you were good company and that's fine. Now that you are a young teen, it's easier for her to talk to you more fluently.

"It's getting dark now," Seiko announced in her voice as she lay on the warm wooden floor of the living room, and with the TV, at an intermediate volume, focused on some show about entertainment news. "You should go home now, kiddo." She finally took her clairvoyant eyes off the TV and met yours, noticing you leaning over the short-legged table.

Seiko wasn't kicking you out, but Momo would if she saw you having dinner with them, anyway, it wasn't like she would give it much thought and importance if it made her angry.