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there are so many things that mikey wanted to thank him for but they’re left unsaid , just because manjiro didn’t know how to word them out . a small smile tugged at his lips , he then repeated , “ thank you … sanzu “
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a hand caressing the side of the other’s face , his touch was oh-so gentle , as if sanzu’s skin was made of glass , “ thank you for staying by my side “
a short pause , “ happy new year , sanzu “
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perhaps he’s asking for 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉... nah,he just wants some of his noodles ; they look 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 and mikey’s really hungry .ᐟ .ᐟ
SLURP .ᐟ .ᐟ SLUURP THE 🍜 .ᐟ .ᐟ
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funny how he still could hear izana’s voice in his head,as if it was 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 into his brain.perhaps this was his 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 from gods...
“ izana “ — forcing a small smile,nodding as he greeted the child.
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staring... 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞.
for this entire time,manjiro
thought that the kid who
stood before him was some-
one who had similar features
as his *𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 brother.oh boy,
he was 𝚆𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶.he was in-fact,
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𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀,himself.
none of this makes sense,
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 even …
considering that he saw his
brother died right in front of
his eyes.
𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑵𝑶 𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑴𝑬,𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 ׅׅ𖤠
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