(Minato was standing alone in front of the main gate.
The wind was blowing as thin as a knife. It was slicing Minato's body.)
I am staring at the kids who run to their playing area. I remember… I wish in the next life I had that kind of group who is always here to protect me.
Get hit for me or die too. I signed.
Impossible! But my friends are different—A broken smile on my face.
That's enough for me to watch them happy and bright.
"Soya really has good friends—real." I whisper to myself.
I laughed; I whipped my tears. Who nearly falls but present in eyes. I don't want to cry now. I don't want to set an example. Soya is like me, who try to hide his feeling of pain—sepearion—induration of friends—Just be with them.
"Same as me, What a coincidence!" I looked at the sky.
Wow! Today's nice weather means today is my good day, "YAHOO~!"
"Going to be fun but—but—Tch… Shimizu will scold me when I enter the cafe, Shit!" I stare at the sky.
A smirk—not because of being broken any more—just a little soft one far away from pain.
(But Fate can't accept the happiness or softness for little peace in his life—this is going to lead to his disaster where the chain starts to break. Just a peace before storming, Storm is waiting for time.
When it hurts more.Specific time…
A countdown.
Time was running as usual but danger was coming to Minato. A large one where Minato never faced in his life ever.)
I am in a good mood. Walking like a fairy.
(Minato was like just a little peace—enjoy it~! When it is last…)
I know Shimizu is going to injure my ears. I need to buy some cotton and some you know flowers—Shimisu likes.
I cross a flower shop.
The banner is cool too so I decided to go there.
I step back and reach the door handle; Open it. *TING DICK.
A person bowed to me, "What you need, sir."
"Hmm… I need a blue hyacinth flower bouquet." I whisper—calmly.
He nodded; Start his process to select the fresh flowers of hyacinths and arrange them in order. Pack it!
Before giving me he paused and smirked, "Hm… bro I know I don't have the authority to ask you but why are you buying that flower and who do you want to give it to?"
I stare at him with a straight face, which means why he is asking me means his own customer damn.
I don't want to shout now I am in a good mood.
A smile on my face, "This flower represents sincerity and truth, peace and serenity and heartfelt apology…" He stopped in the middle.
"Bro, who are you going to apologize to?" He gave me curious eyes.
I clean my throat. *Cough…
"An apology for my… one and only, closest friend I ever had in my whole life." I expressed heartfelt pride for my friendship with Shimizu.
I ignored his other question and took my flowers—politely; paid his money by card, "Bye."
I left. I don't want to share my feelings with an unknown person. I don't even know his persona.
On the way to the cafe. I stopped at a grocery stall. I think I need to write something for him, "Hehe…" I think Shimizu will be happier.
I entered the stall, "Mr. Can you give me a small card hm… like there is a small paper in that card?"
He nodded; I paid him—All things so silently. Only I don't understand what is wrong with that flower seller.
I left and waited at the corner to write something on the card.
"Hm… what." I forced my head to pick some lines—opposite my head began to hurt.
I stop instantly. I think I don't need to force myself, let's just write something simple.
"I am sorry, I met with some kids in my neighbourhood and in my fault one kid got hit on the head so I helped him this is the reason I was late."
I hid the card deep in a bouquet of blue hyacinths. I chuckled at my simple and straight forward letter in a small card.
"Ha…HA…" I laughed at myself.
Time shift and I was in front of the cafe. Where Shimizu was running there and where to serve customers.
I was staring at him. I don't have courage to go in but I had too.
I collected all my courage and opened the gate after five minutes. *TING DING.
Shimizu glanced at me and his smile faded into something else I guess. He served that person and came to me, "Hey you." He pointed at me.
"Why are you here? I think you are not coming today." He glared.
My all courage is lost, my hands shaking behind my back where I hid that bouquet.
He looked at my hands behind me, "Hey, what are you hiding, show me." He demanded.
"No… later." I try to distract him. "Someone calls you… go."
"Oh… someone called me, I didn't hear anything, Minato." His eyes become more suspicious.
"Relax, I'm stuck in traffic..." I tried to lie again.
"Oh—traffic, how is that possible in our street where no car can pass." He hit my head with his finger.
"Hmm… You know that I called you to inform you, Shimizu. Why are you scolding me?" I argued.
He turned back and acted angry.
(But from a Shimizu perspective.)
Minato first came late and used his silly face when I countered that. He uses his call to talk . He is so bad.
My face became red.
Hm… That call. I smile in my imagination what really happened that time.
TO BE CONTINUED>