[ Boa's mostly deciding that today is a day to go big or go home, but seeing Mitsuru play with his benign little firework is delaying that plan in favor of watching.
It's... really nice, seeing him so relatively at peace, firework in hand. A difference from the removed and saddened Mitsuru of their first firework encounter. The Mitsuru who'd told him, finally, just what had happened in his past. This date, one year ago, is when they met... but fireworks had been their start.
Boa feels disgustingly like Nine as this wave of sentimentality grabs hold of him, and yet he can't resist snapping a sneak photo of Mitsuru on his phone. ]
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It's... really nice, seeing him so relatively at peace, firework in hand. A difference from the removed and saddened Mitsuru of their first firework encounter. The Mitsuru who'd told him, finally, just what had happened in his past. This date, one year ago, is when they met... but fireworks had been their start.
Boa feels disgustingly like Nine as this wave of sentimentality grabs hold of him, and yet he can't resist snapping a sneak photo of Mitsuru on his phone. ]