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Tiramisu
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Suddenly you ask me to accompany you going to the pastry shop. It's been two days since my reminiscence of Kira restores. Gloom tints your usually-stoic visage, forlornness peeks through your dark argent eyes. It seems you've been aware of the change of my disposition.
When you arrive at the shop, you ask whether I mind to buy ones too. I say I don't have any appetite. You nod in understanding, then tell the shop lady what you want. I thought you would ask for strawberry shortcake as normal, but no, you don't. Instead, you buy a slice of tiramisu.
When we leave the shop I ask you why.
"Suddenly I really fond of the meaning of tiramisu that I want to eat it, Light-kun," you answer, your eyes gaze at afar, still filled with dreary I associate with nightfall.
Then I ask you what the meaning of tiramisu is. You tell me, tiramisu is Italian word means "lift me up to heaven".
I perceive it as a wish.
That's what gives me strength to take your life the next day, because it is the only way left to fulfill your wish. You will be lifted up to heaven, to where you'll lay on the eternal blissfulness and free to build your own pastry shop girdled by many kinds of tiramisu: the mascarpone cheese one, the tiramisu marsala, the tiramisu savoiardi. You will be lifted up to the place where you won't be mind about an insane teenager who wants to reign over the world. That's the least I can do to express my gratitude on you, for being the only one who truly cares about me in your own ways.
With this I tell you deeply…that I truly care about you too. With my own ways.
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