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A dandelion bouquet on one hand and an envelope in another, Tsuzuru holds them close to his chest as if to hold back his heart from jumping out. Carefully, he pushes the balcony door wide open to the starry sky greeting him.
A breeze brushes across his warm cheeks as he muses, 'What did Mizuno think of it? Did he enjoy it?'
Setting the bouquet on the table, Tsuzuru rubs his clammy hands against his pants. However, instead of opening the envelope, he puts it aside with his head hung low.
'Out of all the ideas, I picked pirates. Was it the right choice? It was on a whim. A paper airplane, seriously?'
He closes his eyes to the sound of cheerful and colourful banters coming from the gate. Abruptly, Tsuzuru stands up. The Summer troupe has returned carrying the grocery stores' plastic bags. While Tenma is busy screaming about pinwheel fireworks, Misumi simply continues chanting triangles and Muku fishes out a lemon soda bottle from his bag, probably thirsty from telling everyone to calm down.
They don't notice him upstairs, busy laughing among themselves.
"Even if we gave you a treasure map," Yuki shakes his head. "I bet you wouldn't be able to find the treasure."
"Oi!"
Leave it to Tenma and Yuki to be at each other's throats in no time. Tsuzuru smiles. He can already imagine Banri and Juza next.
'Still, a treasure map, huh?'
Flopping down into his seat, Tsuzuru scratches his head. He heard the Summer troupe went on an actual treasure hunt because of the said paper airplane. Misumi has thanked him personally countless of times with strange triangular items which Tsuzuru returned. He's not about to let his own room be cluttered with junk...
'...but treasures.'
Tsuzuru casts his gaze onto the envelope. Taking a deep breath, he unseals it. His shoulders relax upon seeing the familiar handwriting, this time on an uncreased letter.
My dearest friend,
My face hurts from smiling.
For the real treasure to be the friendship we made along the way, I wholeheartedly agree.
Great work as always. I look forward to the next journey.
Yours sincerely,
Your biggest fan
Tsuzuru thins his lips, however, a burst of laughter escapes. A meticulous drawing of a treasure chest fills the bottom page. Mizuno hasn't changed, always giving his all no matter how small it may seem.
And Tsuzuru has no intention to lose to that.