'til we met again ┊06

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"Want one?" Shin handed me a pack of cigars

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"Want one?" Shin handed me a pack of cigars. 'Black Stone' stood out. I remembered that Yasu brought a pack of the same brand. I shook my head. "I don't smoke." The promise I had made to Yuzuki weighed on my thoughts. I couldn't risk it. We were in the middle of the brightly lit streets of Tokyo.

Nobu could barely stand, and was mumbling gibberish that I didn't even understand and didn't make an effort to do so either. Both Shin and I were holding the drunk by each shoulder.

Even though every now and then I felt slightly chilly drafts running through my body, my heart felt warm. A few moments earlier we were all on the flat of both Nanas. For the band's benefit, they were already complete, having now a bassist and drummer. As I was about to walk up the stairs of the building to go to my apartment, Hachi bumps into me and without saying anything to me at first, dragged me with her to the nearest market.

"Tell me again, what is the special occasion to celebrate?" I sighed pushing the cart containing certain ingredients that Hachi was almost throwing inside— from what I understood to cook sukiyaki

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"Tell me again, what is the special occasion to celebrate?" I sighed pushing the cart containing certain ingredients that Hachi was almost throwing inside— from what I understood to cook sukiyaki. "Yasu is here! He dropped everything to come and help Nana with the band." I let out an absurd laugh as I watched the girl sigh like an old lady telling her novel.

Once we had everything we needed, we quickly returned to the apartment and we both went to prepare dinner. As expected, Nobu and Shin were also there. Seeing them all together with my own eyes gave me a strange joy. I felt part of them. Maybe I was.

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