Part Seven
I never thought I would like books as much as I did ever since I got the job. Usually, with not much to do, I finished one book after another.
It has been a month since we ended up in this village far north up from Tokyo and...all was well.
Karamatsu pursuit his job as a music artist, while also working at a local cafe part-time. We didn't have much money. Everything we had was nearly enough to meet ends, none the less...
It was alright. For a life such as this, it was more than enough.
I didn't get a new cat, but I continued feeding the stray ones they had in the area here. No surprise, I usually found at least two the next morning meowing at our front door, asking for food.
...I said "our", eh...?
Indeed, neither him nor I were alone anymore...
And it was beautiful in its own right.
I don't think Karamatsu ever felt like he was not needed anymore. Because I clearly need him... Then again, if he ever felt that way I trusted him to tell me.
I would do the same.
I stopped feeling worthless...and lonely. Because I was neither. Karamatsu made sure I understood that...and eventually I got it through my thick skull.
We both did.
We did what we could for each other. And the ending result was magical.
Because we-
"Welcome back home, Ichi," Karamatsu smiled widely, his eyes shining in a way I have never seen before, this look being solely for me...and no one else.
I learned to smile too...kind of awkwardly, but none the less...it was a genuine smile.
He would wrap his arms around me and I would press our lips together, arms around his neck.
And everything would be perfect. The world was finally at peace, at a right place for us both.
Separately - we would both be dead. Together - we are strong.
Because...we are more than brothers. We were created solely for each other.
And because, indeed...
We both see the same thing.
The same picture.
The same world.
Through similar yet different eyes.
And nothing else mattered.
[The End.]
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