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The Fujiwara family has always been of a noble lineage.
However, they were also coming from the line of wealthy merchants and are now leading one of the most prominent trading businesses in Japan.
When Shuu came around that one day he would succeed the Fujiwara’s trading company, he wasn’t very thrilled.
He thought he didn’t have what it took to be a successful businessman like his father, who always considers the risks and benefits of every single conduct at every single second.
His father, the way he sees him, is the epitome of cool-headedness. He is unsentimental and wise, which makes him perfect to lead thousands of people working under the Fujiwara corporation.
He is meticulous and calculative. Able to turn things around to gain the most profit out of any kind of dire situation.
But Shuu thinks he is nowhere near like his father.
He likes to be sentimental for one. To regard everything as if it was alive and had feelings of its own.
He likes to drown himself in the melancholy of good memories, of good pieces of literature and the philosophy behind them.
He loves learning about astronomy, Japanese history, and the language.
When he was a little kid, his childhood dream was to be an astronaut or a historian.
When he met kyudo and being obsessed with it, he dreamt of being a national kyudo athlete that introduced the beauty of Japanese archery to the international world.
As far as he knows, all his favorite things are far from what he needs to excel as the next businessman in the making.
You cannot even make a decent living if all you depend on is just doing kyudo and nothing else, be it as an athlete or a coach.
That much he already knows.
However, as of now, his dream has changed once more and become more realistic.
Being a businessman is still the last in his mind, though.
His dream now is to be Minato’s husband and does kyudo alongside him for the rest of his life. Even if he has to be a mere salaryman just to keep on living.
He thinks he won’t even mind living in simplicity, as long as he has the two most important things in his life.
Minato…and kyudo.
But unbeknownst to Shuu…he might have inherited his father’s ability more than he’d like to admit…
***
“KANPAAAIIIIIII”
The sound of glasses clinking and the cheerful noises echoing through the walls.
The Kirisaki and Kazemai teams have gathered within this 10 tatami-mat room reserved by Motomura and Sase at the hotel they're staying at during the Inter-High.
Their coach and advisors aren’t invited. Most likely because Masa-san had already been dragged to an izakaya by Mutou-sensei right after dinner, much to Masa-san’s reluctance, to have another night filled with ‘heart-to-heart’ talk about Masa-san’s legendary grandfather who happens to be Mutou-sensei’s timeless idol.
The spirit of festivity is palpable in the air, even without any sparkling decorations hanging off the walls or upbeat music.
There are only the regular members of both teams, so all the 12 boys crammed their way into the room and sat side-by-side in a circle.
The tea table at the center of the room has been moved to the corner, to give space for all the spread the Kirisaki boys brought….for their late-night after-dinner feast.
It is their second time having this kind of rendezvous. The first one was at Kirisaki’s dormitory after they and Kazemai had a joint practice match.
“Look at all these food!” Ryouhei exclaims excitedly, his eyes scanning hungrily the rows of street food and pastries in front of them. Most of them definitely came from the convenience store at the corner of the street. While some of them are ordered from room service.
“Can we really eat all this for free?!” Ryouhei already gets his hands on them, omusoba on the right and corn-dog on the left.
“Ryouhei,” Seiya chides like a mother to his unruly kid. “We’ll split the cost for tonight’s snacks, Motomura-senpai.”
“No need no need,” Sase butts in. “This is our invitation to Kazemai sooo eat up to your heart’s content! But before that!” he stops dramatically, pointing his Noririn fan to each of them. “Our Buchou wants to give his speech, so Hiroki, time and place are yours.” Lastly waving the fan to spare the highlight to Motomura.
“Well, I just want to say that we decided to hold this gathering with you guys to celebrate. Even though we were rivals this morning but both our teams are from the same Prefecture, so as both the champion and runner-up, this is…in a way our Prefecture’s victory.”
“Also…next year Daigo and I won’t be around anymore. This year we were able to meet Kazemai’s newly formed team and all of us, especially Daigo and I…cherished all the opportunities you guys brought, our competition, our joint practices and training with Takigawa-san. We also got to meet again with our former kouhai…” he smiles and nods towards Seiya and Minato, “and I’m sure Fujiwara-kun also feels the same way.” He lastly nods to Shuu.
“That’s all from me…I hope tonight we can use this chance for more bonding time. Maybe Kazemai’s buchou have one or two things to say?”
“Um...on behalf of Kazemai, we are very grateful for the invitation. Although we lost now, we promise to be better next year and look forward to competing with Kirisaki again. So…to our senpai, Motomura-senpai, Sase-senpai, we wish you the best of luck for your coming exams and future endeavors,” Seiya raises his glass towards the older two. “Kanpa—”
“Eh…Takehaya-kun, my mood was soooo great until you mention our exams,” Daigo cuts in and pouts childishly, showing a dolorous expression while he’s at it…yet, the teasing lilting in his tone.
“Ah! S-sorry senpai…” Seiya blushes and stutters with guilt.
“Ahaha I’m kidding! I wanna see the great iron-man Takehaya-kun losing composure at least once before I graduate!”
“Daigo…”
“KANPAIII!!!”
They proceed to ravish the food in front of them.
The room instantly filled with jovial chatter and incessant munching sound.
Taking advantage of the Sugawara twin’s attention being hogged by Ryouhei and Nanao, Shuu stealthily moves closer to his former teammates.
He wasn’t able to have dinner with Minato even once during the tournament because they occupied different tables in the dining area.
And asking to sit with Kazemai while neglecting his own team is out of the question, especially with Mutou-sensei around.
He saw right after their juice cheers, how Minato readily chose the snacks and scooped some of the food carefully, dividing them into two small plates. One is for him, and the other…is definitely for Seiya.
Like a dutiful wife he is…
He wants that special treatment too…very much so.
Seiya, on the other hand, is occupied with whatever he discusses with Motomura, something about University Shuu doesn’t care about, that he doesn’t notice when Minato’s already done preparing his snacks.
Shuu sees his opportunity and tackles right in.
He approaches and sits beside Minato.
“Can I eat this?” Shuu’s hand already reaching for Seiya’s plate.
“Eh? T-that’s for Seiya, Shuu, you won’t like it, they’re all spicy.” Minato definitely seems caught off guard by his sudden closing in.
That’s when he finally notices that the plate in his hand has nothing but reddish food piled on top of each other.
He puts down the plate with shame but tries hard not to show it.
“You can eat this.” Suddenly, Minato offers his own plate to him with a smile.
Before he can refuse, the other boy has already filled another plate for himself.
“Seiya, here’s yours.”
The three of them end up munching their snacks together.
***
Games come after they almost finish all the food followed by the mandatory summer’s special horror stories.
It’s a quarter past 11 when their boisterous chatter has died down a little and they seem to have run out of activities to do.
However, none of them seem keen to start moving back to their respective bedrooms.
“AH I know something fun!” Nanao abruptly stands up, gaining the attention of some of them who already yawn once in a while. “I’ve always wanted to try this game, it’s popular among the girls nowadays...apparently.”
Hearing the word ‘girls’ Daigo, Kabashima, Ryouhei, and Manji show sudden interest.
“Oh c’mon, none of that King’s game or confession time anymore, I’m out.” Kaito rolls his eyes.
“Well, didn’t Motomura buchou wish tonight to be our bonding time?” Nanao doesn’t back down. “Then this is the perfect game for us to know each other more. It’s like the King’s game because there’s a punishment but with a twist.”
“That’s interesting, how does it work?” Motomura asks excitedly.
Nanao then takes the ripped pieces of paper they use from the previous game.
“So each one of us will write something about ourselves that we have never told anyone, or facts about yourself that aren’t known to many people, or something that you think is the most gap moe you have, it could also be your secret, and put them in this jar.” Nanao beams and shakes the jar filled with pieces of paper until one paper falls through the hole in the lid.
“When the game starts, we take one paper and read it aloud. Anyone who can guess right at the first try about whom the paper talks about will win and can punish the owner of the paper. But if you guess wrong, you’ll also get punished by all of us.”
“That sounds fun, but the one being guessed can just not admit then, right?” Sase points out.
“You can’t. The rules are you can only write about yourselves, not others, and cannot lie about it or if you’re being found out. It’s forbidden to be too vague or too specific in describing yourself. This is so we can test just how much we know about each other.”
“Since there’s 12 of us, two will take turns hosting the session and can’t participate in the game or giving hints, so it won’t matter even if the hosts are familiar with the handwriting in the paper… for fairness purposes, let’s take one from each team.” Nanao decides.
“Wait! This isn’t fair,” Senichi suddenly complains. “Manji and I are at disadvantage here.”
“Nanao and I as well.” Kaito chimes in.
“Oh trust me Kacchan, there’s lots about me that you don’t know, though I can’t say the same about you.” Nanao winks.
“HAH??”
“You guys can just choose not to say anything and let others do the guessing,” Shuu states matter-of-factly. Putting rest to the ridiculous complaints.
“That’s right, Fujiwara-kun! Alright, let’s start writing, how about the two buchous lead the first session?” Nanao offers the jar to Seiya.
Shuu is genuinely interested in this new game he'd never heard of, eager to be the one guessing right for Minato’s and beat Seiya for once.
He’s confident about his sense of reading Minato, at least. Seiya is his only worthy contender in this case yet he won’t participate in the first game so Shuu’s chances to win are even bigger.
He just needs to come up with a strategy not to let others easily figure out his paper, to stay in the game until the end.
Hopefully, Minato’s paper comes out quickly.
‘What should I ask him to do for punishment?’
He’s deep in thought while contemplating with excitement bubbling in his blood, not realizing he’s counting the chickens before they hatch.
Once they get the paper, they all begin to disperse to the farthest corner of the room, avoiding each others’ stares while writing down on it.
Ryouhei, Senichi, and Yushima fall victim consecutively so they can’t participate anymore. Their punishments ensue, making the atmosphere in the room lively and fighting the sleepiness away.
Motomura then draws one piece of rolled paper and waves it open.
“I like cute things.” He reads the paper while frowning.
Shuu’s heart skips a beat.
It is unfortunately his paper.
He promptly composes himself. Thank god he was born with this everlasting poker face.
“Hmm…isn’t this a bit too vague and general?” Motomura comments lightly.
“Yeah! They should at least give hints about what ‘thing’ it is?” Manji complains.
“But that’s the essence of this game, isn’t it?” Seiya says, “If you can figure out someone just by this one obscure statement that means you really know that person inside and out. The paper owner’s job is to think up how to keep hiding himself yet not lie at the same time. It’s sort of a mind game.”
“Well said, Buchou!” Nanao chimes in, “I think it could be Kacchan but…”
“Hmm, won’t that be you Kabashima-senpai?” Manji tries. “He’s the last person you would ever think of with the word cute.”
“What’s that supposed to mean!? Oi!”
“Would you rather I call you cute?”
“That’s not it!”
“But it could also be a trap, right? As in Kisaragi-kun is well-known to like cute things so nobody would’ve guessed he would write something that obvious…” Daigo adds his two cents in.
“Then it means that could also be you, Sase-san.”
“If you guys say it like that then this stupid game just becomes unnecessarily complicated,” Kaito utters.
“Okay, so which one of you wants to make the first guess?” Motomura cuts in, “Manji? Is your guess Kabashima?”
“No! wait—”
“Isn’t that Shuu?” Minato, who hasn’t really participated since the beginning, suddenly voices out, “It’s yours, right Shuu?”
Shuu keeps silent, his heart starts hammering.
‘How can Minato guess that on the first try?? I thought I wasn’t being obvious.’
There goes his wish down the drain…to be the one finding out Minato’s paper.
“F-fujiwara-kun?” Motomura addresses him carefully.
Shuu tries hard not to let dismay show on his face, but he slowly nods nonetheless.
“EHH???” Senichi, Manji, and Ryouhei squeal in shock, and so does everyone gape at him…except for Minato.
He hears someone promptly snicker in the background…it could be Seiya or Onogi, he doesn’t really care…
Avoiding everyone’s surprised stares, he turns to Minato, “How…can you tell?”
“Yeah! Spill it Narumiya, what do you know that even Manji and I don’t know??”
“Um…well…that is…” Minato scratches the back of his head, clearly doubtful about whether he should clarify or not. He throws furtive glances at Shuu as if asking for his permission.
And everyone is still waiting for the answer.
“It’s nothing major, I think…I just suddenly remembered how back when we were kids, whenever we walked together from Saionji-sensei’s place, he would stop every so often to stare at stray cats, but not with dog …but except for one dog, Shiba Inu, whenever there was one passing through, he’d spend a long time to pet them, even as far as asking permission from their owners…” Minato explains with a faraway look on his mien, a slight smile tilting the corners of his lips.
“When I asked him if he liked cats or dogs better, he said cats…but for dogs, it’s only Shiba Inu. He said he liked them because they were round and cute…well, in middle school he rarely did that again while walking home, though, especially if Seiya was around.” He suddenly chuckles, “I just randomly reminded of those times.”
The room goes silent after…
“That…is so unexpected of you, Shuu-kun, I thought you don’t really like animals…”Ryouhei says, bringing everyone back from their trance.
“I didn’t think you would still remember that, Minato…”
He’s really a fool, isn’t he?
He was taking for granted Minato’s absentmindedness for anything other than kyudo. He thought Minato wouldn’t remember those trivial things from their childhood memories. The boy even forgot that Shuu commutes from home to school when back in middle school, the three of them practically went home together every day.
“Alright, then…” Motomura claps his hand, “Let’s proceed to the punishment, Narumiya-kun?”
“Eh? I…I haven’t thought of one, actually um…” He glances around the room, frowning…then back at Shuu.
“Then…uh, how about Shuu drinks a whole bottle of soda in one shot and holds the burp for 5 second—”
“What kind of lame punishment is that??” Kabashima mocks. Everyone, except Shuu and Minato, bursts into laughter.
“It’s like the level of kindergartener’s punishment,” Kaito comments off-handedly. “You’re letting him off too easy.”
“Listen, Narumiya-kun…this is the rare chance of bringing out Fujiwara-kun’s side that we have never seen before, so you gotta treasure the opportunity while you can,” Sase whispers to Minato with a loud voice, for everyone to hear.
“But…wouldn’t it be funny to see his face while holding the burp?” Minato stands his ground, “Sorry, Shuu.”
“It’s fine, Minato…I’ll take the punishment.” Shuu’s hand reaches out for the nearest bottle of Coke.
“Oh please…aren’t we talking about Fujiwara-kun here? Who didn’t even so much as grimace when a basketball hit his head during the sports festival, his face as blank as a white wall!” Sase hasn’t finished with his devilish plan.
“True! None of us gets punished with food…shouldn’t the punishment at least be on a similar level?” Senichi protests.
“Well, I can’t think of anything else right now…”
“C’mon come up with something stronger, will you? Like, if you wanna use food then ask him to eat this bread after fully coating it with Takeyaha-kun’s shichimi. You say you wanna see his face looking funny, right?”
“Sase-senpai…I will make sure to guess yours on the next round.” Shuu grits his teeth.
“He’ll get diarrhea that way, so no,” Minato firmly refuses.
“Tell him to dance to one of the girl group’s songs!”
“Take a picture of him with full-blown make-up and use it as his profile picture for 24 hours!”
“How about this…asks him to crossdress and walks around the hotel lobby asking passersby if he’s pretty, we can call the girls for makeover?
The ideas are getting more and more out of hand…
“Alright, that’s enough. Aren’t you guys being too harsh? You just want to humiliate Fujiwara-kun, don’t you? Let Narumiya-kun decides peacefully.” Motomura tries to mediate the chaos.
“Buchou, aren’t you being too partial to Shuu? You didn’t say anything about my punishment.” Senichi juts his red lips out, the make-up on his face still left untouched.
“Minato, what would it be then? come on we still have 6 more papers to go,” Seiya urges.
Minato looks at Shuu while worrying his lips. Clearly conflicted about what to choose.
“But all the ideas are too mean…I think?” Minato mutters to himself, “I don’t want him to be upset with me, though.”
“As if he has the capability to get upset with you,” Seiya remarks nonchalantly, earning him a glare from the young lord.
Shuu turns to Minato and throws the best puppy-like stare he could muster, though to everyone else it still looks as flat as it can be.
Surely, Minato wouldn’t give in to the demonic whispers around him, right?
“How about…asking Fujiwara-kun to call his crush now and ask them out on a date?” Nanao cheerfully adds.
“Boring. Nanao again with your obsession with romance, quit it.”
“But Kacchan, didn’t you admit you’re also curious??”
“When did I ever say that?! Ryouhei’s the one keeps saying it.”
“Then how about this, don’t we have this from our previous game?” Ryouhei interrupts, holding out the folded tiny papers from their word game before.
“If it’s okay with Minato, why don’t Shuu-kun choose one paper from it, the word he chooses and the one on the description paper will be the big idea of what punishment would be about. Then Minato turns this bottle and whomever the bottle points to will be the one making up the punishment…using the two words… That way, Shuu-kun kinda like…choosing his own punishment and Minato won’t be the one giving out the order.”
“Mmkay, I guess that’s kinda fair…”
With Minato’s permission, he dives into the other jar and picks one balled-up paper. At least this way, it’s like he lets fate decide rather than satisfy his teammates’ outrageous demands.
“I got…’dinner’…here.”
“Alright, that means the words are dinner and cute thing.”
Minato then turns the bottle and it points at Kaito.
“Ugghh…why me though…” the red-haired boy sighs heavily.
He contemplates for a while and says “Let’s make every one of us involves then. Since Fujiwara says he like cute things, then everyone, bring out something that is the cutest thing you have and collect it here.” Kaito points at the middle. “Fujiwara then will be blindfolded and pick one item, take a picture with him kissing the item…then he has to treat the owner of the item he picks to a dinner.”
“If he can’t see then what’s the point? He won’t be able to tell which one’s the cutest!”
“It's so he can stay objective, okay?! He can definitely tell apart Sase-san and Nanao’s items if he could see and avoid them deliberately. Isn’t the crux here to just use the word cute and dinner?”
“That…actually makes sense,” Seiya agrees.
Kaito looks proud of his idea.
“Come on. 5 minutes to get to your bedrooms and take them out.”
Everyone disperses at once and comes back holding something. There are Noririn’s pencil case, Nanao’s frog sunglasses case, charms, the twin’s plushies, and…
a printed picture of Kuma.
“Minato…Kuma is my dog,” Seiya sighs helplessly.
“But…I don’t have anything else that is cute,” Minato whispers back innocently.
Everyone then gathers around the items, laid out on the floor and covered with a tablecloth, their smartphone’s camera on standby, ready to capture the ridiculous sight of the national kyudo champion kissing a cute object.
Shuu slowly puts on the blindfold while deep in thought.
He can’t imagine taking Kabashima-senpai or Onogi to a dinner date…
‘Ryouhei is fine…but the only one I want to take to dinner if it’s only the two of us would be Minato.’
The thing is, he doesn’t know what Minato’s item would be. As far as he knows…the boy doesn’t care much for cute or fancy things.
However, back when he was a child, he knew Minato had a stuffed Husky he cherished so much that he carried it around. A gift from his mother because Minato wasn’t allowed to have pets.
He turns his brain around on how to make this farce a little less embarrassing and benefit him.
After all, if he’s going to lose face and spend money then he at least needs to gain something from it.
He slowly approaches the items and touches them carefully one by one. He can sort of figure out what some of them would be but that’s it.
Strangely enough, one of them seems to be just a piece of paper?
He thinks it could be some kind of Noririn’s postcard or something like that…but…
If he could see, he would’ve seen how Daigo and the Sugawara twins stealthily try to shove their items toward Shuu, eager to be chosen for a fine-dining with Fujiwara’s family standards.
After contemplating for a while, he finally makes up his mind and promptly stands up, bringing with him that postcard thing and a dog plushy.
“Motomura-buchou, I’m ready to choose.”
“Okay, everyone…keep quiet please, and don’t give him any hints.”
He then walks in the direction where he last saw Minato sitting, beside Senichi.
Everyone waits with bated breath and enthusiasm in their eyes.
Senichi practically vibrates in his seat while Minato looks slightly nervous.
He stops right before the two.
“The one I choose...the cutest thing in this room for me…” he enunciates each word clearly, “…is this one.” He drops both of the items in his hands, takes off his blindfold, swiftly approaches Minato—
and kisses his forehead.
The gasping sound can be heard all over the silent room. The air around them suddenly freezes.
Some of them drop their smartphones and only Seiya is able to click the shutter.
Ryouhei even screeches a little.
And Minato…frozen stiff like a stone…
Beside him, Senichi looks as if he’s about to faint any second.
Without losing a moment, he kisses Minato’s cheek too.
The temptation to slide his lips down to Minato's lips is too strong, yet he's able to reign it in. He just gets gut feelings if he risked everything and did that he would've ended up with a punch on his face and an angry Minato.
Nevertheless, some of the spectators have regained their consciousness and proceed to eternalize the moment by recording it.
“I told you! Seiya! See?! I told you before, didn’t I?? My guess was right all this time!” Ryouhei squeals while shaking Seiya excitedly.
“Calm down, Ryouhei, it’s not like it’s anything new.”
“What??”
Shuu deliberately ignores the questions around him. He has an important mission in hand.
Before him, Minato looks ready to combust on the spot. He is staring at anywhere but Shuu.
“So…since I already chose…would Minato like to go on…dinner with me?”
“SAY YES, MINATO!” Ryouhei and Nanao shout from across the room.
“Nanao, Ryouhei!” Seiya chides, “Let them have their moment in peace.”
“Um so…should we get out of this room or what?” Daigo asks while stifling his giggles.
“Minato…?” Shuu asks once again.
Minato takes a deep breath before slowly looking up at him. “But um…you threw away my item though…that picture…”
“I didn’t know it was yours…” He just realizes now that it wasn’t a postcard but a picture. “Is that Kuma?”
“Uh-huh.”
“It doesn’t matter, because what I chose is cuter.”
“Oh my gosh, Shuu! Are you for real?? This is too cringey!! you’re being a creep!” Manji can’t hold back any longer.
“Shut up, will you? let the guy finish his confession.” Surprisingly, it’s Kaito who stands up for him.
Hearing the word ‘confession’, Minato’s face becomes even redder.
“Shuu, you can’t choose a person, you should choose an item…” Minato whispers.
“But I did.”
“What?”
“For me, Minako…is the cutest thing in this room.”
(re: Minako is short for Minato no odeko meaning Minato’s forehead)
The room lapses into silence for a second…before breaking into boisterous laughter.
“SHUU!” Minato stomps his feet and pouts. It was the cutest sight in the world.
“You’re just teasing me, aren’t you?? Because I made you be punished?”
“I will never mind if this is my punishment,” Shuu admits firmly.
‘If it’s up to me, I won’t even mind if I have to repeat it over and over.’
“So…your answer is?”
“Fine. I don’t have any reason to decline, anyway. With one condition, I choose the place, I don’t want any of those super posh-y restaurants your family frequents to.”
“Deal.”
Shuu inwardly pats himself on the back. It started off as him getting punished, yet he scored a date with Minato instead. Like a dream come true.
It was the first time he feels proud of his quick thinking. Gambling with obvious risks is something he usually avoids at all costs.
He might have always thought he didn’t have what it took to succeed his father as a businessman. To be able to turn things around to gain the most profit out of any dire situations.
However…
Maybe, just maybe…those abilities are something he was born with.
***
[EXTRA]
Shuu
Today
Can you not call me cute anymore?
Why?
Do you not like it?
Well…I’m a boy, aren’t I?
Are boys not allowed to be cute?
They can…I guess
But I’m not cute tho
Can’t I call Minako cute?
Shuu! >:[
Are you making fun of my wide forehead??
I’m not.
I genuinely think so.
Because it’s different from others.
You ARE making fun of it.
Alright…
If Minato doesn’t like it then I’ll stop at once.
I’m sorry.
Please don’t be mad TT
I’m not mad
And it’s not like I dislike it either
It’s just, Seiya and Masa-san call me cute
all the time to tease me
They like to rile me up
Then I’ll talk to them about it.
What??
Why? You don’t have to.
Shuu, you’re really…
Sometimes you’re just too extra, yanno that?
Then it’s OK for them to call you cute.
But it’s not OK when I’m the one doing it?
That’s not what I mean
Uuggh how do I say it…
I’m already used to Seiya and Masa-san’s teasing
But with you it kinda feels different?
Like…it makes me shy
But don’t tell anyone I said that!
Especially Ryouhei.
I…see…
Somehow hearing that makes me happy.
Huh??
Alright
I don’t wish to do anything that’ll
make Minato uncomfortable
:”DD
Okay then
And don’t surprise attack me like earlier again
I let it slide today because that was part of your punishment
It surprised me so much I thought my heart would stop
But next time I won’t let you off easily
Understood?
Got it.
Good night Shu :D
I’ll let you know when I’m free for the dinner
I’m looking forward to it.
By the way, Minato…
Yeah?
About our childhood story you told earlier
You said you wonder if I still liked cats
Well, just to let you know, I’m still a cat person
Oh…okay?
That’s good
But do you know why back then I only liked Shiba Inu?
Even till today…
Because they’re round and cute?
Yes.
But the main reason is that they remind me of you.
Very much so.
SHUU!!
Sweet dreams Minato.