It’s been a week since then. I was alone, visiting the cemetery.
I stopped in front of a single gravestone. This is where Yuichi-san rests.
“Hello, Yuichi-san.”
I placed the flowers I brought down and quietly put my hands together in prayer.
“Yuichi-san, have you met Kazuki yet? Is there a circus up in heaven?”
I muttered softly. Even though I’d promised myself I wouldn’t cry today, the tears started to well up anyway.
“Yuichi-san… did you watch on the day of the funeral? I’m so sorry… Shoko-san got into a huge fight with your mother, but I ended up getting even angrier than her… I’m really sorry.”
Shoko-san was the one who cried the most at the funeral. Ever since then, we’ve become really close.
“But I… I was sad. Everyone said you were so admirable, Yuichi-san, but… I was just so sad.”
This is the second time I’ve lost someone precious to me.
Even knowing Yuichi-san had gone to heaven, I couldn’t help but mourn his passing.
Unable to stop the tears flowing, I reached out and touched the stone of Yuichi-san’s grave.
“Come to think of it, there was something important I forgot to tell you back then, Yuichi-san.”
And then, I spoke aloud the words I hadn’t managed to say that day, letting them flow straight from my heart.
“—Thank you, Yuichi-san. I’m glad I got to meet you too.”
Someday, if I could meet you again.
When that day comes, I know I’ll finally be able to tell you the other words I left unsaid.
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