"I did promise, after all," Keiichi said, unfurling his blanket down over the dry sand, and then placing the tray of cookies on top of it.
He sat down cross-legged on the blanket, encouraging her to join him.
"I'm sorry about all of this," he told her, casting a glance back up at the house. "This group's propensity for drama is pretty impressive even when not actively trying for it, and I don't even know the whole story."
Keiichi picked up one of the cookies, and offered it to her.
"Best I can tell, Yakuza-san told Oubai you two slept together, and he flew into a jealous rage? Is that close?"