[ Heavy words, weren’t they? Yuji can’t really say whether or not they were fair words, but he’s starting to understand it a little better. Nanami wasn’t trying to curse him, wasn’t trying to make him feel bad, or regretful, or make him feel all that guilt and pain. It was passing the mantle and hoping Yuji could carry it: it was a sign of his faith in him, even after such a short time together.
It has taken him time to get it. Sniffling a little, Yuji wheezes out a little noise, a choked off laugh mixed with a sob. Nanami had cherished him, even back then, huh? ]
It took me a while… But he smiled at me, in the end. I remember him smiling, not what Mahito did to him, and… I made a promise. ‘I’ll carry your share of suffering too, Nanamin’.
[ Biting his lip, hard enough to draw blood, Yuji shudders. ]
I think… I don’t know if I can say how much he means to me.
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[ Heavy words, weren’t they? Yuji can’t really say whether or not they were fair words, but he’s starting to understand it a little better. Nanami wasn’t trying to curse him, wasn’t trying to make him feel bad, or regretful, or make him feel all that guilt and pain. It was passing the mantle and hoping Yuji could carry it: it was a sign of his faith in him, even after such a short time together.
It has taken him time to get it. Sniffling a little, Yuji wheezes out a little noise, a choked off laugh mixed with a sob. Nanami had cherished him, even back then, huh? ]
It took me a while… But he smiled at me, in the end. I remember him smiling, not what Mahito did to him, and… I made a promise. ‘I’ll carry your share of suffering too, Nanamin’.
[ Biting his lip, hard enough to draw blood, Yuji shudders. ]
I think… I don’t know if I can say how much he means to me.