"Do you need help carrying that?" Kaoru asks me.

"Oh no. I'm fine, thanks." I say.

I was carrying stuff for dinner. I told them I'd cook. The least I could do is cook. I am grateful for them. They think of me as a friend even though they know who I'd used to be. A killer without a conscious for what I would do. 

"No let me help you." She takes a bag off my shoulders. 

"Thank you." I say.

"What are you even planning on making?" Kaoru asks.

"Just a small meal I grew up eating." I say.

"Did your mother, father, sister cook it for you?" Kaoru asks.

I look down. I'm not proud of where I come from. 

"I'm an only child and the son of a concubine." I say.

"Oh." Kaoru looks down.

I look up.

"It's just the past." I say. 

"Who was your father?" She asks me.

"I don't know." I say.

My mother was a concubine. She probably slept with thousands of men. I have no idea who my father is. I don't even know who my mother was. All I know was that she was a concubine. Not a good birth if you ask me. We walk back to her school in silence. I think she doesn't want to ask me any more questions knowing I'm the son of a concubine. I don't even know my father. Not that I care, nor do I care about my mother.