[He remembers that day. It will probably be a date he'll never forget, the events carved into his mind for the rest of his life. How they were going to lose. How Tsurugi, who he knew was swaying between Fifth Sector and some tightly kept secret ever since the Mannouzaka match, skidded into the stadium and begged to be let on the team. Shindou had been swaying, too, not knowing what the correct answer was, not knowing which next move will make it or break it for Raimon. But perhaps he'd wanted to trust him, had already started to, and Matsukaze Tenma was yet again a zephyr that nudged him in the right direction.
"I trust Tsurugi."
"I do too."
He smiles at the memory now, shifting on the bed to wrap himself more closely around his partner, pressing his cheek over his chest. He can hear his heart faintly in this position.]
I continue to be so fortunate. The spring breeze brought me so many blessings... you, especially.
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"I trust Tsurugi."
"I do too."
He smiles at the memory now, shifting on the bed to wrap himself more closely around his partner, pressing his cheek over his chest. He can hear his heart faintly in this position.]
I continue to be so fortunate. The spring breeze brought me so many blessings... you, especially.