Chapter VII: Itomori Festival
The fact that Taki was already thinking about them and their relationship a year in advance weighed heavily on Mitsuha's mind. It hinted towards commitment. In other words, it hinted that he was her boyfriend.
Unfortunately, hints weren't enough. She had to be absolutely certain about it. 'Why?' she wondered. After some thinking, she came to a conclusion. 'I want Taki to be mine and I want to be his. Nothing more, nothing less.'
The brand of certainty she sought wasn't cheap and she could only obtain it from Taki himself. All she had to do was ask him.
October 3th, 2022
Monday
The intense light of early afternoon fell on Mitsuha's sleeping face after hours of slowly creeping up from the foot of her bed. The sudden heat roused her from her lazy slumber. She shifted over to escape, but after a quarter hour of tossing and turning to find the most comfortable position, she gave up on going back to sleep. She sat up and stretched her lithe body, twisting it this way and that.
Mitsuha grasped blindly under the bed for her phone, searching for where she'd dropped it a couple of hours earlier when she'd drifted off to a pleasant nap. Her fingers made contact and she brought it up, immediately checking for any messages. To her disappointment, there were only two.
The first one came from her grandmother informing her that she'd be returning to Tokyo soon. She'd been gone for a couple of months to revisit Itomori and the surrounding towns, an occasional trip she took every so often. It was a little bit of an inconvenience for Mitsuha and Yotsuha but since they knew the depths of their grandmother's love for Itomori, they did their best to manage.
The second text was from Taki, declining her earlier request to go out on a date because of work. She wasn't surprised; it was a Monday after all. The only reason she was still in her pink and polka dot pajamas and taking naps on a Monday afternoon was because she'd recently run into a massive success at her job.
Even if she wasn't surprised, Mitsuha was still concerned about how willingly Taki threw himself into his work. She absolutely admired his diligence and persistence, but it was a constant source of worry. Most of it was out of genuine care for his general wellbeing, but a very small yet undeniably selfish part of it came from wanting to be with him more than she was now.
After Tessie and Sayaka's wedding a few weeks back, they'd taken a step closer to solving the mystery of their connection. But she wouldn't mind if they never did solve the mystery even if she very much did want to know the truth. What was more important to Mitsuha was that they'd taken a step closer in the romantic sense that day, too. They were much more than friends now; the lingering gazes, increasing physical contact, and the butterflies of attraction attested to that even if they weren't able to come out and say it.
'Maybe tomorrow,' she consoled herself. 'In the meantime, I need to find something to do!'
Normally Sayaka and/or Tessie were up to hang out any time, but they were still very much in their honeymoon phase. Last week, she'd made the mistake of calling late in the evening to discuss possible plans for the next day only to be told by a very breathless and flustered Sayaka to call back later. She decided not to call back later, and she didn't call much at all anymore.
She was seriously considering calling up some very very old friends from Itomori when the door to her apartment opened. Yotsuha walked in quickly, tripping as she rushed in. She was frustrated about something, that much was obvious. Yotsuha had never changed in that regard; how she was feeling was always clear.
"I'm back..." Yotsuha called, her voice unenthusiastically trailing off. She dropped her bag onto the floor next to her room and slumped into the chair next to Mitsuha. Her forehead hit the table with a light thunk.
"You look like you've had a rough day," Mitsuha stroked her distraught sister's hair in the way she knew she liked it.
"The school's holding some sort of event for Itomori tomorrow." Yotsuha's muffled voice answered her. "And everyone's asking me questions about Itomori and it's really annoying!"
"Oh, I forgot!" Mitsuha exclaimed. It was October 3rd. A day short of nine years ago, Tiamat had fallen and destroyed Itomori. "The school did say there was a festival."
"They've kinda made a recreation of Itomori's autumn festival," Yotsuha mumbled. "So everyone's asking me about how it looked and everything."
Mitsuha hummed in response, knowing all too well what her younger sister meant. None of the former residents of Itomori escaped the questions, but she didn't think it'd be a stretch to say that she and Yotsuha had it the worst out of all of them. To this day, almost a decade later, they received the occasional question about how her father had known to call an emergency drill right before the meteor hit.
They stayed silent for a little longer before Yotsuha sat up abruptly with a cheeky grin on her face. Her famous ability to change from tired and mopey to happy and mischiveous in a matter of a few seconds was on display. "Onee-chan, you know what you should do?"
She tilted her head questioningly in response. "No, what?"
"You should..." Yotsuha paused, probably for some sort of dramatic effect. "bring Taki-sama!"
Mitsuha considered the idea. It was true that he was interested in Itomori, or at least he had been. He'd travelled from Tokyo just to see its ruins, after all. "That's a good idea!" she announced, startling Yotsuha.
"Wait, really? I was only joking..."
"No, I think he'd be interested," Mitsuha said, already picking up her phone.
"Sorry to bother you again, but Yotsuha's high school is holding a festival for Itomori. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?"
It didn't take long for him to reply. "That sounds great! What time are you thinking on going?" Mitsuha looked over to Yotsuha, who was watching the conversation. "It's open until 8:30 in the evening for parents to come and see."
"When are you free?" She typed out, praying that his work would end early enough.
"I'm off work at around 5:30, but I'll need to eat dinner. So around 6:15, I guess."
Mitsuha saw an opportunity and went for it. "How about we go somewhere for dinner before we go to the festival? ;)"
"Sounds good! There's a sandwich shopright next to where I work, meet there at 5:45?" The text was followed by an address.
"Meet you there!" She put her phone down, sighing happily.
"So...Are you going to marry him?" Yotsuha asked, smirking almost evilly.
"She asked this at Saya-chin and Tessie's wedding and I was so quick to deny it. But now, I think..."
"I don't know." Mitsuha responded seriously. "But I...kinda want to. I feel like he's the one."
"EH?! But you've only known him for half a year!" The tone of surprise was a rare occurence with Yotsuha as she was a roll-with-the-punches type of girl.
Mitsuha glared at her sister. "You've been wanting us to get married since Saya-chin's wedding!" But both her voice and her face relaxed as she unfolded her right hand and stared at her palm. "It's just one of those feelings, you know?" Her words were hesitant and softly spoken.
"No, I don't." Yotsuha responded, quite seriously for her. Mitsuha's gaze was still trained on her palm, but if she would look away from her hand, she'd see that her younger sister was staring at her with a large amount of concern in her eyes. She opened her mouth to say more but was interrupted by Mitsuha.
"Maybe you might later. It took me a while to feel it. But enough of that! We need to spend some time together!"
Yotsuha closed her mouth. The words remained unspoken, but the concern behind them grew.
Bells tinkled as Taki rushed through the door. "Sorry!" he gasped his apology to the owner of the sandwich store, a young, pretty woman who was behind the counter. She waved him off. "Don't worry about it! You're always welcome here, Taki-san!"
He quickly made his way to a booth in the far corner, where Mitsuha was seated. She'd been watching the scene and he could tell she was slightly bemused. "You're quite the popular one here, aren't you, Taki-san?"
"I'm a regular here, mostly because I'm too lazy to make food for myself," he responded, unwrapping one of the sandwiches in front of him. He'd texted her earlier, telling her what to order for him. "And we've been friends since middle school. She gives me free stuff sometimes."
Some of Mitsuha's amusement faded. Of course she'd expected that Taki would have other female friends, that wasn't a surprise. It was just sobering to compare her paltry six months of knowing him to the staggering number of years the sandwich store owner had known him.
All of this was lost on Taki, who was currently digging through his meal. "Oh, and sorry for being late," he mumbled. "The boss stopped me on my way out."
"Why? It wasn't because you were leaving early for our date, right?" She knew how much this job meant to him and didn't want to mess anything up.
"No, nothing like that," Taki reassured her quickly, putting down the sandwich wrapper. He'd finished in 15 seconds, flat. "He was complimenting me on my work, actually."
"That's a relief. I'd hate to ruin your career for you," she exhaled, no longer worried. "You're not even late, anyways! You're, what," she checked the time on her phone. "five minutes late? That's within the boundaries of being fashionably late!"
He laughed. "I guess I should take your word for it. You're the expert on fashion, after all."
She smiled. "I also happen to be an expert at being late, too."
"I know, you were at least 20 minutes late to our first date."
"Hey! It wasn't that bad!"
"You're right, you were probably later than that."
They burst out laughing. 'This is the feeling,' Mitsuha thought happily. 'No one else can make me laugh or smile like this.'
Taki and Mitsuha got up and threw their trash into a nearby bin, and walked out to leave. "Thank you very much!" they called as they exited the building. Unbeknownst to them, the owner was watching Taki leave with a wistful eye.
The other eye was watching Mitsuha with envy.
"Wow."
The couple stood at the gates of Jingu High School, Yotsuha's current and Taki's past high school.
Mitsuha turned to Taki. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing much," he replied, scratching his head. "Just being here brings back memories, that's all."
"I think that'll make two of us," she murmured, spotting a group female students entering the school donned in yukatas of various colors. An autumn festival tradition was for the women to wear yukatas. The high school had recreated that much faithfully.
"Shall we go in?"
She nodded in response.
The main entrance was just the same as always, with awards the school had won stacking shelves in display cabinets off to the side. An older man, presumably a teacher, directed them towards the third year wing.
When they reached the festival, Mitsuha's jaw unhinged. She came to an abrupt halt at the entrance. Her golden eyes, wide as saucers, feasted on everything they could see. She would say without hestitation that Jingu High School had faithfully recreated the autumn festival she had known and loved from her childhood.
Paper lamps glowed with a mellow tone of gold, providing light for the tents – and the tents! There were two rows of them, facing each other from opposite sides of the hallway. They came in a variety of colors – blue, pink, orange – and each of them offered something to do. She watched as several children ran from a cotton candy tent, taking newly bought cotton candy and smiles with them. Opposite from the cotton candy tent was the goldfish scooping tent, where a man intently scooped goldfish out of a tank. Seeing all of this conjured memories, happy memories that she hadn't been able to experience again since moving to Tokyo.
"Wow," she finally breathed. "They really did a good job."
"Yeah, this is incredible..." Taki said, also impressed.
Excitement began to bubble in her stomach as she continued to survey the festival. There were takoyaki stands, lotteries, candy shops...eveyrthing she could have asked for!
"It's almost exactly like it was in Itomori! The paper lamps, the tents," Mitsuha paused, looking for something else in the setting that touched her memories so powerfully. "The lighting!" she exclaimed.
"...You mean the lamps?" Taki's expression grew confused.
"No, look!" She pointed towards the windows. The paper lamps were dim and placed sparsely enough so that the full moon's soft rays were visible. "It was a full moon on the night of the festival, too!"
"Wow, that's clever..."
Her normal shy nature offset by the excitement coursing through her, Mitsuha grabbed Taki's hand. The act surprised herself as much as it surprised him, as he was usually the one to take initiative, but it was a pleasant surprise for both of them. "Let's check it out, Taki!"
He smiled. "Yeah."
They entered the festival together, hands still joined.
'I could get used to this,' Mitsuha thought.
The rest of the night flashed by.
"We're going to go through every tent, okay? No exceptions!"
"Every tent? Even the food ones?" Taki questioned.
She thought about it for a while. "Okay, not all the food ones. But everything else, definitely!"
"Sounds good!"
"How are you so good at this?" Taki growled lightly as he missed the fourth beanbag toss in a row.
Mitsuha tossed her fifth. The beanbag sailed cleanly through the hole, just like it had four times prior. "I grew up with these festivals, Taki. It'll take a lot for a city boy like you to beat me in these country games," she teased.
"Just you wait," he murmured. Taki stared down the hole with the kind of intensity a sniper might stare down their target. He took into account the weight of the beanbag and the angle at which he should throw before he brought his arm back, and released!...
...And missed the board completely.
"Thish ish really good," Taki mumbled while trying to chew his way through a steak skewer. "You grew up with these around?"
Mitsuha giggled. "I wish! The steak skewers were in another town and only came by each autumn festival."
"I'm gonna find that town and not a day will go by when I don't have a steak skewer..." Taki mumbled.
"A minute to scoop up as many fish as possible? That doesn't sound hard..." Taki looked at the goldfish dubiously. They weren't particularly fast and the tank they were in wasn't deep.
"Shouldn't be a problem for you then, boss!" the student running the goldfish scooping tent cheekily taunted. "100 yen per go!"
He looked at the student and Mitsuha. Both of them were hiding something, he could tell, but he had no idea what. "What's the catch?" he asked.
"No catch, boss! Just scoop up those fish!"
"It's nothing, Taki. Really." Her tone was awfully neutral for the smirk on her face.
Taki shrugged it off. "Sure, why not? Here goes nothing." He rolled up his sleeves and picked up a paper net, and submerged it into the water. Two goldfish swam into the net and he quickly pulled the net back up and placed the fish in another tank.
He repeated this process one more time. When he went to pull the fish out on the third trip, however, his net surfaced with no fish in it. "What the..." The net had broken, rendering him unable to get any more fish.
"Four fish, boss!" the student said, happily collecting Taki's money. "Not the lowest number! I think that was three. Maybe the missus wants a try?"
She grinned. "I do, actually." Mitsuha rolled up her sleeves and picked up a paper net, and submerged it into the water. She waited patiently until three fish swam in before she slowly retracted the net and placed it into the other tank. The whole process was very slow and deliberate. There were no sudden movements, which Taki realized was the trick behind the game. Mitsuha was taking it carefully as to not damage the net as he had done.
Time ran out just as she finished her sixth scoop. The slack-jawed student counted the number of fish. "Our record is nine," he stammered. "But you've got eighteen!"
Mitsuha winked at Taki before turning back to the student. "What's my prize?"
The student jumped, frantically turning around to read a board on the back. "Well...I guess I'll just give you the prize for twelve." He picked up a Magikarp plush doll and handed it to Mitsuha. "It's a hat, you should try it on!"
She was pleasantly surprised to find that the mouth opened and pulled the Magikarp over her head. She turned to Taki. "Well, how does it look?"
"It's cute," Taki laughed. "Hold on, let me get a picture of this." She held up two peace signs and smiled. When he was done, she took a look and nodded approvingly. "Send that to me!"
An idea popped into Mitsuha's head as she watched Taki tap aroud on his phone, attaching and sending the picture to her. She took off the Magikarp and crept up behind him. Suddenly leaping up ('Taki is tall, after all'), she pulled the Magikarp over his head.
"Surprise!" she giggled.
Taki stumbled around a little. "Whoa, what happened?" He pushed the hat up so that it wasn't covering his eyes. "Oh, hey Mitsuha. Do you like my new taste in fashion?" He grinned unapologetically, pointing to the Magikarp.
"As a professional," she replied loftily. "I do approve."
She burst out in laughter when he cheekily tipped the Magikarp. "Your approval's all I need."
There were only 15 minutes to closing, so they thought it best to end with cotton candy. He was sitting next to her, close enough so that their shoulders were touching. It was a nice feeling, she had to admit.
"How many tents do you think we had left?" Taki asked in between bites of the fluffy mess.
"Too many," Mitsuha responded, gesturing with her stick of cotton candy towards the far end of the festival. "There's still quite a few over there. And the festival ends tonight, so..." Her voice trailed off with a sigh. There wasn't any real reason for her to be upset, but she was. It wasn't everyday that she could experience the festival she so dearly missed.
"Well, we can always come back next year."
Her gaze snapped to Taki, who was casually munching on his cotton candy. He noticed her staring at him and put it down. "What? Did I say something?"
"No, not at all! Sorry," Mitsuha apologized profusely, cheeks slightly red. "Just...surprised you're thinking that far ahead."
He smiled. "Why not? Things have been going pretty well so far, don't you think?"
She nodded furiously, still slightly embarrassed.
Shortly after, they were politely informed that the festival had closed. They exited the school in relative and slightly awkward silence.
'Awkward for me, at least,' Mitsuha thought. Taki seemed completely at ease.
The fact that Taki was already thinking about them and their relationship a year in advance weighed heavily on Mitsuha's mind. It hinted towards commitment. In other words, it hinted that he was her boyfriend.
Unfortunately, hints weren't enough. She had to be absolutely certain about it. 'Why?' she wondered. After some thinking, she came to a conclusion. 'I want Taki to be mine and I want to be his. Nothing more, nothing less.'
The brand of certainty she sought wasn't cheap and she could only obtain it from Taki himself. All she had to do was ask him. Problem was, she had absolutely no idea what to ask!
'Taki, am I your girlfriend?' She shook her head as if someone had said it to her. 'Too direct!'
'Taki, what do you think we are?' She shook her head again. 'Too general...'
'Taki, do you like me?' ...She considered it for a brief moment before shaking her head again. 'What am I, a middle schooler?! There's definitely a better way of asking!'
She let out a gasp of surprise when she felt Taki's hands on her shoulders pull her back. She realized that in the middle of her brainstorming session, she had nearly walked onto oncoming traffic.
"Mitsuha, are you okay? You've been shaking, are you cold?" Taki was in front of her, hands still comfortingly on her shoulders. His eyes were wide with nothing but sincerity.
Mitsuha stared back at him, thinking a mile a minute. She could say no and keep walking. She could say yes and keep walking. Once she was back home, she could formulate a plan of attack. Saya-chin! Sayaka would know what to do, right?
'But...when would I ask him? We had lots of fun at the festival, he'd be in a good mood right now. Is now the time?'
"Mitsuha?"
She slowly wrapped her hands around his wrists and reluctantly removed his hands from her shoulders. Her hands slid down to link with his. 'It's now or never.' She knew Taki was still staring at her with the same concern in his eyes, probably more. Her eyes darted around, from the stoplight, to the sidewalk, to the crack in the asphalt next to them. She wanted to look at anything but him.
But he had to know she was serious.
She looked up and gold met blue. "Taki," she started. 'What to ask, what to ask?'
'Onee-chan, why are you so scared? Just ask him!'
'Mitsuha, what are you waiting for? Go get him!'
'Honesty is the best policy, dear.'
She imagined what Yotsuha, Sayaka, and her grandmother would say. And she decided to ask him straight out.
The words fell out of her mouth. "Am I your girlfriend?"
Taki opened his mouth and closed it. Then he opened it again. "Yes, I think we've crossed that line."
Mitsuha didn't hear the last bit of the sentence because she'd already tackled him at the first word. Her arms wrapped around Taki with all the strength that she had. She laughed with all the joy and happiness inside of her as he returned her embrace, pulling her even closer.
"YESSS!" she shouted. Tears of happiness flew out of her eyes onto his shoulder. She was no stranger to crying; sometimes she'd find herself crying just as she woke up for seemingly no reason. But tears of joy were a new experience, one that she would treasure.
They remained like that for a while before she finally detached herself from him. She smiled as she kept crying. "Hey, don't cry!" Taki chided. "You're making me feel bad!
"S-shut up! You're about to cry too!"
"You got me." They both laughed at that.
As the laughter faded away, Taki tenderly wiped the tears off of her cheeks. "Was that bothering you that much?" he asked kindly. "You should've told me."
"I was scared. I didn't know what I would've done if you said no," she whispered.
His hands returned to her shoulders. "Well, you don't have to worry about that." And with that, he pulled her in for another hug. She gladly returned it.
The stars twinkled brightly on the boyfriend and girlfriend, locked in their embrace. The minute hand of a nearby clock tower struck two tick marks after the eight, the hour hand almost reaching its destination of nine. The time was 8:42. Exactly nine years ago, Mitsuha had lost Itomori, lost part of herself, lost something that created a void in her.
'But now, I've got Taki,' she thought, moving even closer.
'I couldn't ever be happier.'
IMPORTANT: One problem I ran into in the writing of this chapter was the cultural aspects of festivals. I've never been to Japan and the window I use to look through is very small. If you're either an expert of Japanese culture or live in Japan, both urban and rural, please shoot me a PM if you're interested in helping me with the writing of this fic!
ALSO LOOKING FOR BETA READERS! Please PM me if you're interested!
I actually considered just ending this chapter right after "Am I your girlfriend?" But I figured that since I haven't updated in nearly three months, I don't have the goodwill and trust to pull a cliffhanger off. Oh well. Maybe next time.
Lots to talk about here.
0: Sorry this took so long. First, the chapter itself is rather long but I also rewrote everything at least 3 times. I'm not sure why, I just could never be satisfied with what I wrote.
1: I read the English novelization of Your Name and a translation of the Japanese novelization. I was very intrigued by what I read and may implement some of the concepts into this fic (the best example is how Taki describes that when he sees "grandma" when he's in Mitsuha's body, he sees memories that aren't his). On the other hand, I was disappointed that the novelization glossed over the same parts that the movie glossed over.
The two biggest complaints I have with Your Name are two instances where the movie stepped back and let the music do the speaking. More specifically, the scenes while Zenzenzense and Nandemoniya are playing.
Zenzenzense starts right after the famous line(s): "In our dreams, that girl/guy and I are switching places?" It's where Taki and Mitsuha lay out ground rules (no touching, no showering, close your legs, etc).
This is when Taki falls in love with Mitsuha and Mitsuha falls in love with Taki. But we don't really see why or how that happens.
Nandemoniya starts playing after Taki hears Tessie and Saya in the cafe, about 5ish minutes from the end of the movie. At this part of the movie, the focus is on Taki and how he's been handling five years of feeling empty. WHAT ABOUT MITSUHA? SHE WENT 8 YEARS FEELING LIKE THAT?
I view fanfiction as a way to see parts of a work that the original author can't or won't show themselves. To that end, don't be surprised if my next fanfic is about Mitsuha's life directly after Tiamat falls and how she adjusts to Tokyo.
2: Can you see some of the emerging problems? One problem commonly touched upon in fanfics is convincing the friends/family that their relationship isn't just a spur of a moment thing, which I've got some of right in this chapter (Yotsuha so far, there's definitely more). But I've only found a few fics that touch upon jealousy/posessiveness, etc.
I envision Mitsuha as sort of the clingy/slightly posessive type of person. Her mother passed away when she was born, her father subsequently left, and she never had many friends. Once Taki comes into the picture, I don't think it'd be a stretch for Mitsuha to not want to let him go in any way. So she'll feel a bit insecure when Taki's other friends (not even necessarily female), show up and appear to pose a threat to her time with him.
3: The Magikarp hat was inspired by Pokemon Go.
4: I've set up an Ao3 account! The wait time was atrocious but if you prefer Ao3's layout, which I definitely do, head over there! Both ffnet and Ao3 will be updated equally.
GiGitheHedgehog: Thanks! Unfortunately, I haven't. : (
MirrorFlower and DarkWind: I recovered from the concussion just a few weeks after it happened but by the time I was ready to write, I was already wrapped up in the school year. Thanks for your concern, and thanks for the feedback!
Akane and Minori: Happy to deliver! I'm mostly worried about if the readers from almost half a year back will return. Thanks for the feedback, I really appreciate it!
Pokeevee57: Thanks for letting me know! The pacing of a relationship is one of the key focuses of this fic, so I hope I'm doing a good job here!
Anon: You guessed it! I feel that there are enough clues for Taki and Mitsuha to find out exactly what had happened. It's up to them to tie all of them together. That may or may not involve a field trip to Itomori ;)
Thanks for the feedback, and I'll be sure to update as best as I can!
Wamomo: I'm glad you found it too! I'll do my best to update!
Cid Slayer: Awesome, glad to see you. If there's anything you think I can improve or want to say, please go ahead!
Frankluis25: I'm doing my best! :)
UnderTheUnderGround: I agree with you in that the movie did very little to represent Taki and Mitsuha as a couple. In fact, that's why I have a hard time reading some of the fanfics that immediately throw Taki and Mitsuha into a romantic relationship five seconds after the movie ends. Of course there's a special connection there but I don't think they'd dive right into making out right after they meet.
I've actually got a "meet Taki's friends" chapter planned. I did a chapter where Taki met Mitsuha's friends so it's only fair that it goes the other way around.
As for the Mitsuha remembering the body swapping part: I don't think that part will be for a while. I'm not sure how I'd continue writing after that reveal.
Thanks for the feedback. The fic has been praised multiple times for being realistic and I can't explain how happy I am to hear it. That was my vision for this fic and I'm so glad I'm delivering.
Guest: Thanks! Yes, that concussion was rather nasty. I don't plan on any repeats :D. I hope you enjoyed Your Name (I'm assuming you did if you're on here). It really is a spectacular movie. It's a shame there aren't more fanfics on the page.
5th Dimension: I'm glad you're enjoying it! I'm trying my best to keep the balance at 50-50 for relationship and plot. It seems that you're liking both parts, so I'm doing my job well!
The mystery aspects weren't too strong but they're going to start ramping up in a few chapters. I hope what I do meets your expectations.
Carpe Diem59: Thank you so much!
Nexus Infinity: I've thought about it and you're right; longer chapters are better. They're just a lot harder to make sometimes. But I'll do my best. Thanks for the feedback!
HPMarauder18: Thanks! Right now I think a meeting with Tsukasa, Takagi, and maybe Okudera is in order for Taki and Mitsuha, especially because they're now officially boyfriend/girlfriend. You have a Happy New Year's too!