August 9th, night
"Welcome home, Ren!" Sumire cheerfully looked toward the door as she stirred the pot of curry she was cooking. The apartment was quiet as ever, with Morgana lying on the couch, taking in the white noise of the newscasters talking about Japan's success with the 2020 Olympics. As soon as the sun rose after the closing ceremony, Ren went right back to work, and Sumire went right back to practice.
"Hi, Sumire." Ren waved lightly with his left hand while hanging up his bag. "Smells like you put cardamom in the curry."
"How could you tell?" Sumire puffed her cheeks as he walked up and patted her head.
"My bad." He chuckled. "Was it meant to be a surprise? Cooking curry and brewing coffee is second nature to me at this point. You'd have to make a new recipe entirely to catch me off guard."
"It was! I know you haven't cooked with cardamom in over a year! I can't believe you remembered what it smells like!"
"It has a very refreshing armona. Blame Sojiro."
"I can't blame Boss-san…"
"He's used to getting scolded by ladies." Ren smirked.
"Really? He doesn't seem like that kind of person to me…" Sumire tilted her head, puzzled.
"Well, when he was our age, hoo boy did he get into trouble."
"I guess everyone has multiple sides to them…"
"Yup!" Ren reached an arm around her and pulled her in for a hug. "Anyway… How was practice?"
"Great!"
A wide smile crossed Sumire's face as her eyes sparkled beneath her red-framed glasses. Ren looked over her beautiful crimson hair, tied into a short ponytail that touched her shoulder, her button nose and glistening lips.
Her beauty stunned him every single time he looked at her. It left him speechless, despite always wanting to say something. She was the radiant light in his life, and she always made him smile back.
"How's Sakiya doing? She's finally back with Ryuji, so I think I already know."
"Saki-chan is doing better than ever! Now that she has Ryuji watching her…"
"That's good to hear. I'll be back in a minute." Ren nodded and proceeded into the living room to change, clapping Sumire on the shoulder as he passed her.
"Hey, Morgana."
"Welcome back!" Morgana jumped up on top of the couch as Ren walked up to him.
"Watch anything interesting?" Ren looked up at the TV and back down at him.
"Eh, not really. They've just been talking about the Olympics."
"It's always a big thing when your home country gets to host an event that involves everyone in the world." Ren stretched his arms and walked over to his bed to change.
"Yeah… I'm just happy for Hanako and Ryuji!"
"Hah, yeah. It's crazy to think Ryuji is an Olympic medalist. Just a few years ago him and I were two delinquents trying to fight our way through a castle against a sexual predator masked as a gym teacher…"
"Huh… That was over four years ago…"
"Feel old yet, Morgana?"
"Nope. Have I gotten bigger?"
"Not really."
"Hmmm… I wonder how I'll age."
"No clue." Ren shrugged as his shirt slid down to cover his waist.
"There's still a lot of mysterious things about me!"
"Yeah, there is."
A long, drawn out moment of silence passed as the two stared at each other.
…
…
…
"Yeah." Ren sighed. "I can't think of any explanation. You're the hope of humanity, so you have that, and you're my brother. So, you're fine as-is. Let's help Sumire prepare dinner."
"Yeah… You're right! I'm way past wondering who I am!" Morgana jumped up onto Ren's shoulder as he walked back to the kitchen. "Hmmm…" I wonder if Ryuji has been talking to Sakiya about the Phantom Thieves and telling stories about how great I am now that they're back together…!"
"Stories…" Ren scratched his chin, raising an eyebrow. "I just thought about how silly it will be to tell future generations about our escapades."
"F-F-Future generations…?" Sumire's face slowly creeped crimson red.
"Yeah, like our kids."
"KIDS?"
"Yeah. We've talked about it before, remember? Did I say that with an s?" Ren wrapped his arms around Sumire's waist, laughing. "Maybe just a kid. I swear you mentioned wanting more than one."
"W-W-Why are you talking about this now?"
"Hmmm… I dunno." He buried his nose in her hair. "It's fun to think about, I guess."
"Y-You…"
Sumire sighed.
"HELLO!"
Ren, Morgana and Sumire's eyes darted to the source of the noise and saw Sakiya holding her hand up in the doorway, and Ryuji standing next to her with a grin on his face.
"Surprise! We're here to visit!" She smirked and saw the two holding each other. "Am I interrupting something…?"
"N-N-N-N-No!" Sumire pulled Ren's hands from her, blushing like mad.
"How bold, Ren!" Sakiya clapped. "I thought Sumire was the bold one!"
"M-Me?!"
"Considering how much you talk about him and desire to be with him while we practice…"
"D-D-Desire?"
"Hmmmm?" Ren perked up an eyebrow and smirked, looking down at her. "Please, do tell me about this 'desire.'"
"I-I don't do anything like that!" Sumire backed up, waving her arms wildly. "O-Of course I talk about you at practice, b-b-but I don't talk about that!"
"Don't let her kid you, Ren!" Sakiya walked in, laughing.
"Hmmmm…" Ren looked at Sumire, who was burning red from embarrassment, and back at Sakiya.
"I'll have to find out another time." He shrugged and turned to Sakiya. "So why are you here out of the blue?"
"Ryuji and I are here to talk!"
Sakiya's stomach growled loudly.
"And to eat!"
Sumire let out a sigh of relief as the topic changed.
"That was one heck of an entrance…" Morgana sighed.
"I guess we'll prep dinner then..." Ren walked up to the cupboard and started fetching plates. "Make yourselves at home."
"Sure thing! I think Sakiya has already!" Ryuji walked past him with Sakiya into the living room, picking up Morgana as he walked past.
"Hey!"
"Morgana, buddy!" Ryuji scratched his ears. "How are you doin'?"
"I'm alright! Being the guardian of the apartment has its perks!"
"I bet! Free bed, board…"
"What's he saying?" Sakiya leaned in close to Morgana.
"He's gloating about being the guardian of the house."
"Huh… What an odd cat… Uh-oh." Sakiya jumped back and sneezed.
"Ah, Sakiya!" Morgana fruitlessly yelled out.
"I want to pet him…" Sakiya rubbed her nose. "Damnit."
"I believe in you, Saki-chan! Please give me a few more minutes to make some more curry!" Sumire ran back into the kitchen.
"Oh, wonderful!" Sakiya rubbed her hands together eagerly. "I'm starving!"
"You didn't eat before you came here?" Ren looked at her, befuddled.
"I was busy talking to Ryuji." Sakiya nudged Ryuji's elbow.
"I see." Ren started walking back to the kitchen.
"It's about us four, actually. We'll talk when you're ready! Thanks!"
"What a woman…" Ren sighed as he closed the door behind him.
"Well, we're going to need a bigger pot." Ren looked at what Sumire already made.
"I've got just the thing!" Sumire giggled as she pulled up an incredibly large pot.
"I forgot Sojiro gave me that."
"It'll take a bit longer, so why don't you get some drinks for them?"
"Sure. Sakiya's a real character, though… Barging in… Just because she stayed here for a few days once!"
"That's just how she is, Ren." Sumire giggled, and then frowned. "Besides, it's better than the last time she did…"
"Last time?" Ren's rapidly darted around the room as he tried to think.
"Don't worry about it. Get some drinks!"
"Hmmm…"
"Ren…"
"Alright!" Ren smirked and reached for four cups before entering the living room again.
"More curry is on the way! What would you two like to drink?"
"Water is fine!" Sakiya cheerfully answered.
"Got any soda?" Ryuji grinned.
"Of course I do. I'll get that now."
"Can't believe I'm back to being a barista…" Ren laughed under his breath. "It's kind of fun, though."
While the group waited for the curry to finish, Sakiya continued to try and pet Morgana, finding some success, and made small talk with Ren, who entertained them.
"How is your chat with Morgana-senpai going?" Sumire giggled as she stepped in holding two plates of curry..
"Well… It's really strange!" Sakiya laughed. "I'm learning about him through Ryuji and all…"
"I can imagine." Ren commented before walking into the kitchen to get two other plates. A minute later, he came back.
"I really wish you could talk to him. What made you want to actually talk to Morgana?"
"Hmmm… Well, Ryuji was telling me how much he appreciated Morgana's support, and I feel like I owe it to him to actually talk to him, cat or not!" Sakiya smiled.
"Thanks, Ryuji!" Morgana felt his heart stir as he looked up toward his blonde friend.
"No problem man! Gotta give the most seasoned Phantom Thief the best description!"
"SO! Ryuji and I have talked a lot since he competed in the relay." Sakiya suddenly jumped out of her seat and raised her voice before she even touched her spoon. "Him and I have something to tell you two!" She inhaled dramatically, puffing her chest out before pointing her finger at them.
"You see, Sumire, Ren… Ryuji and I… We've decided that we're gonna declare war on you two!"
"War?" Sumire jumped back in her seat, her jaw slack and her eyes wide.
"That's right! Our love for one another versus your love!" Sakiya stood up and pointed her finger at Sumire. "Now that Ryuji and I are together, we decided that we're gonna beat you two at the 2024 Olympics!"
"I'm not competing, though." Ren chuckled. "What made you decide this exactly?"
"You see, Ren, I finally figured out what I wanted to do. I want to work my way to the top with Ryuji, and I want to win the gold in Rhythmic Gymnastics at the Olympics with him watching me and supporting me. I thought it'd be better for me to go at it alone, but that's not what I want." Sakiya grabbed Ryuji's hand and motioned for him to stand up before looking at Sumire. "Hanako nearly won the gold at this year's Olympics, and I don't want someone else getting that close while I don't have a shot. Do you understand what I mean, Sumire?"
"I do." Sumire stood up and took Ren's hand, and he stood up. "I'm not going to let you take the gold, Sakiya. Ren and I are going to win. We promised. I'm doing this for Kasumi, him, and myself. We're going to show the world what we're made of."
"Then there's only one thing for us to do, right?"
"Yes. We're going to compete until one of us stands above the other."
"We're not going to lose, Sakiya." Ren spoke decisively. "Sumire is just getting started, and I'm going to do everything in my power to support her. Whether she needs a shoulder to cry on, someone to hold when she loses a meet… I'll be there."
"Well I'm gonna do the same!" Ryuji pumped his fist.
"I admire your tenacity, Ren." Sakiya nodded. "Are you truly prepared, Sumire? I'm going all the way with this."
"I am." Sumire gave her a determined nod.
"Sumire… You don't understand. As soon as I win the gold, I'll marry Ryuji and be Sakiya Sakamoto!"
A collective series of gasps echoed around the room.
"For real?"
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Ehhhhhhhhhh?"
"That's right! Since the Olympics, I've fully renounced my French heritage!" Sakiya slapped her hand against her chest. "Of course, I'm still proud, but I've decided that I will win as a completely Japanese woman, with a Japanese husband!"
"Husband?" Sumire's jaw dropped. "W-Wait! That's not how any of this works, Sakiya!"
"It is now! I love Ryuji, and I don't feel like anything can stop me now! I'm going to beat you this time for sure, Sumire!" A fire burned in Sakiya's eyes as she made her declaration.
"We accept this challenge." Ren tightened his grip around Sumire's hand and lifted their arms high while she blushed.
"Good!" Sakiya crossed her arms. "From couple to couple… It'll be the ultimate competition for the gold! I look forward to our future competitions, Sumire." Sakiya leaned forward. "You're not backing down at all… I take it that the Olympics left an impression on you, too."
"I made a decision, Sakiya." Sumire looked directly at her, calming herself down. "I'm never going to run or break down crying again. If I lose, I'm going to keep going. I won't stop, not anymore."
"I'm proud of you, Sumire." Sakiya nodded, a content look on her face. "You've proven yourself to be more than just a rival to me. The way you speak and look at me, I don't feel any hesitation. You're dead-set on winning, and I wouldn't have it any other way."
"That's right." Sumire lifted her hand and held it out. "I'm ready for this."
"To the Olympics, then." Sakiya took her and firmly shook it. "Paris 2024 is right around the corner. Don't fall behind."
"I won't. In fact, I intend to leave you in the dust."
"Ha!" Sakiya stood up again and pulled Sumire up with her. "I'd love to see you try!"
"I'm not going to try, Sakiya."
"Well, in that case, I'm going to stay one step ahead."
"Only time will tell, right, Sakiya?"
"Right."
Ren, Sumire Sakiya and Ryuji all stared one another down, their resolve written all over their faces. While they did, Sakiya and Ren nodded to each other, and he felt Hope echo within the sea of his soul, louder than ever before.
I am thou, thou art I… Thou hast turned a vow into a blood oath…
Ren heard a familiar voice in his head, extremely distant, but there all the same.
"Now that that's outta the way, let's eat!" Ryuji laughed, breaking the silence.
"Right! This has made me even hungrier!" Sakiya sat back down. "Time to eat!'
"Sure!" Ren nodded before leaning in and whispering to Sumire.
"Don't worry about Sakiya calling herself that. You won't have to call yourself Sumire Amamiya until we're married."
"M-Married?!" Sumire blurted out, blowing his cover.
"Oh, so you are talking about marriage too!" Sakiya nodded approvingly.
"N-No!" Sumire rapidly shook her head. "W-We're not getting married until long after the Olympics in 2024!"
"You all are ridiculous…" Morgana sighed.
""Don't worry about it, Morgana!" Ryuji scratched his ears. "If Sakiya wants to do it, I ain't opposed!"
"You might never get married, then!" Sakiya stated between spoonfuls of curry. "'Cause I'm going to win!"
"Oh no no, Sakiya. We're absolutely going to win." Ren squinted. "If I don't get to see Sumire in a wedding dress, what am I even doing with my life?"
"We'll just have to see, then!" Sakiya roared in laughter. "Neither of us want to lose, so the only path forward is for both of us to practice and compete until it's over!"
"Damn straight!" Ryuji punched his fist against his open palm.
"I... Ren… suit…" Sumire mumbled while blushing, barely audible.
"Hm? What was that, Sumire?" Ren leaned in toward her.
"We're going to win." She raised her voice.
"That's my future wife!" He patted her back.
"So this is what Sakiya and you have been doing since the relay?" Morgana looked at Ryuji curiously.
"Yup. I was surprised, too. She said she didn't care about what medal I got."
"I don't!" Sakiya punched his arm while leaning back. "But that's enough of that. We have to finish the curry before it gets cold!"
"I agree." Sumire adjusted herself in her seat. "I have plenty for seconds."
Sakiya scrunched an eyebrow. "Are you challenging me?"
"I might be." Sumire smirked at her.
"You're on!"
"Hold o-" Ryuji couldn't get a word in as the two athletes hounded down their plates in a series of rapid spoonfuls. In a flash, they were both up and in the kitchen, returning with full plates right after. Ren and Ryuji couldn't even finish their first plate by the time Sumire and Sakiya had finished three.
"Welp…"
"We tied!" Sakiya slammed her spoon down. "There's no more curry, either!"
"Ah, that's okay." Sumire giggled. "Our next competition will have a clear winner and loser."
"That's because it'll be gymnastics!"
"Yes!"
"I hope you two know what you've signed yourselves up for…" Morgana looked between Ren and Ryuji, sighing.
"Trust me, Morgana. I've known for a long time…" Ren leaned back, smiling.
"Heh. I don't mind! It's more fun this way!" Ryuji rotated an arm. "As long as we have obstacles to overcome, I'm happy!"
"Obstacles... " Sakiya looked at her empty plate. "I felt like I never had obstacles in life, at least not until I made some… Is it wrong of me to be jealous? You three were all thrust into circumstances where you had to overcome unfair odds. I just… I became a gymnast because at the end of the day, a history teacher won't be remembered. I love history, but the most important thing I learned is that if you really want to become history, you have to make an impact somewhere, on someone. Gymnastics was the first thing I came across that allowed me to create my own obstacles and work my way up."
Sakiya took a deep breath and looked at Sumire.
"I… I want to be remembered. That's why I'm going to the Olympics."
"I feel the same way, Sakiya. Kasumi and I promised to win the world stage together, so that's what I'll do."
"In that case, let's move on. There's only one a few things left for us to do, and words won't cut it."
"I agree."
The room went quiet as the two stared each other down once again. After a tense minute, Sakiya stood up, a satisfied smile on her face.
"Thank you for the food, Sumire, and thank you for hosting us, Ren. It's getting late, so we'll leave you two lovebirds alone."
"I'm excited to see you two compete again!" Ryuji stood up with her. "Real excited!"
"You're welcome, Sakiya. I'll see you at practice tomorrow." Sumire picked up the plates after standing up.
"From tomorrow till 2024…"
A wide smile blossomed on Sumire's face, her eyes flickering like stars in the night sky.
"Yes! I can't wait!"
Ryuji and Sakiya made their way out of the apartment, and the couple spent the rest of their evening together, anticipating the coming days.
August 13th, Night
Sumire and Ren stood before a familiar grave, which sat under a familiar tree. The grave had been cleaned and attended to, with a classic bento box lunch offered. With a deep breath, Sumire clapped her hands together and closed her eyes.
"Hi, Kasumi. Can you believe an entire Olympics came and went since the last time we visited? It's surreal to think about. I watched Dina and Arina Averina-san perform and win the silver and gold medal, respectively. Hanako-chan won the bronze, and I'm really proud of her! While I watched them, I realized something. I saw myself in Arina Averina-san, and I saw you in Dina Averina-san. They're twins, just like us, and together, they wanted to reach the top. Watching them do so made me shiver! But… I'm happy I did. I realized that I want to perform at an Olympic level and have Ren watch me. A Grand Prix just doesn't cut it for me anymore. First I want to make it to a World Cup and win, and then I want to go to a World Championship and win. After that, now more than ever before, I want to perform at the Olympics, and steal the hearts of everyone watching. Ren, Morgana-senpai and I made that promise, and that goes right back to our promise. I'm not going to break down in tears when I mess up anymore. I'll stand up with a smile on my face, just like you would have. When we were together, you never let anything stop you, and now, I won't either. I have Ren by my side, as well as all my friends. They're all watching me, and the feeling I get from knowing that… I just know that I'll win. Until that day comes, please continue watching over me."
Sumire opened her eyes, and wordlessly, Ren stepped up, clapped his hands, and closed his eyes while she stepped to the side.
"Hello again, Kasumi. Sumire just gave you the jist of what we plan to do, but in case you didn't believe her, I'm going to tell you again. Together, we're going to take the world stage. There's nothing holding Sumire back anymore. I can feel it. It's been a long, hard journey to get here, but I can tell from how she speaks and even how she holds herself up that she's completely committed to taking the gold at the Olympics in 2024. I'm a little sad, since we'll miss out on a lot of casual things, but I'm going to back her up. If she ever hurts herself, falls, tumbles… I'll be the first one there to help her, whenever I can. We can worry about the little things after it's over. So, until then, Kasumi."
Ren opened his eyes and lowered his hands, content. Sumire finished the cleaning ritual and looked up at the green leaves of the tree.
"Until the cherry blossoms bloom again come spring… Let's go home, Ren."
"Right behind you."
August 16th
Ren felt his chest tighten as he patiently waited inside his office. He knew this day was coming, and he was prepared, but the feelings of pride and sadness conflicted within him.
"Hello, Amamiya-kun." Hanako stepped inside and took a seat in the chair across from him.
"Hello, Natsuki-san. How are you doing? I saw you perform at the Olympics. You did great."
"Thank you!" Hanako clutched the medal beneath her jacket, which hadn't moved since she put it on. "I finally got to show everyone how much I love rhythmic gymnastics. I couldn't be happier right now."
"That you did. What will you do now?"
"I'm going to continue studying at university… with the girl I'm romantically dating!"
"Oh?" Ren acted surprised.
"I finally confessed my feelings to her!" Hanako smiled and nodded.
"I see. Congratulations."
"Amamiya-kun."
"Yes, Natsuki-san?"
"The girl I'm dating…"
"Is Futaba." Ren adjusted his glasses.
"Yes. I've been thinking about it for a little while, and…"
"I've had the same thoughts."
"So what do we do?"
"Well, Natsuki-san, I'll let Dr. Maruki take over." Ren looked over while scooting back in his chair.
"Hello again, Natsuki-san." Maruki stood up and extended his hand, to which she shook it. "After your last visit, Amamiya-kun and I discussed the possible paths you could take going forward if you'd like to continue with your therapy. Unfortunately, and I believe you're aware of this, but due to the nature of the therapist-client relationship, and the details surrounding your personal lives, I'm afraid that Amamiya-kun continuing as your therapist would result in a series of biases, and therefore violate the ethical standards of this service."
"I understand." Hanako nodded.
"Given that, I could continue to provide you with this service, if you'll allow me."
"Really?" Hanako's eyes widened.
"Yes." Maruki calmly nodded. "That's up to you, though. If you continue, we'd have to do a referral, and if it goes through, we could move on to cognitive behavioral therapy and other forms of social therapy. It's your choice."
"Okay okay okay…" Hanako spun the flower pin in her hair for a few seconds, deep in thought.
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...
"I'd like to do that!"
"Very well. Considering the current circumstances, I'm afraid that this will be your last appointment with Amamiya-kun. Is there anything you'd like to discuss?"
"No." Hanako shook her head. "There's nothing left for us to discuss." She turned to Ren. "I would like to thank you, though, for everything up to this point. You truly did help me with many of the problems I had, and the obstacles I faced. You taught me to love myself for who I am, and how to share that love with others. You reassured me that I'd do fine in university, even though I'm not that great at studying. You even allowed me to share how I felt about others, romantically I mean. I think that's the most important thing you helped me realize. You helped me learn what love is, and how to love someone else. I was so confused about my feelings, and you guided me so that I could realize it myself. I wouldn't be the person I am now without you. So, thank you very much!"
"I'd like to thank you in return, Natsuki-san. Over the past two years, you've been the client that's helped remind me that this is worth it. No matter how tough it gets, how mentally taxing this can all be, seeing a client like you smile makes me want to continue. The fact that I can help you means that one day, I'll be able to help everyone that steps into this room. I've learned that I can't help everyone, but for those within my reach… I know I can help them. So, thank you."
"You're welcome, Amamiya-san!"
Hanako gleamed a bright smile at him, and he felt Charity echo within the sea of his soul, booming like a choir at the height of a song.
I am thou, thou art I… Thou hast turned vow into a blood oath…
"I'm glad you're still here, Lavenza… Somewhere… Between dream and reality…"
"Is that all you'd like to speak about, Natsuki-san?"
"Yes."
"Alright. I'm afraid I'll have to end the appointment here. Is that fine?"
"That's okay." Hanako stood up. "Thank you, Dr. Maruki."
"I look forward to your next visit, Natsuki-san."
With one last nod, Hanako made her way out, and Maruki sat back down.
Ren let out a long sigh of relief.
"I didn't know what I'd do if she declined…"
"That would have been her choice, Amamiya-kun."
"True… Still… I can't believe you came back after all."
"You'll have to thank Rumi for that." Maruki pushed his glasses up by the rim. "Thanks to her tenacity, and your insistence, I now have a patient again."
"Do you regret it?"
"No." Maruki shook his head. "Natsuki-san will be my last patient. I will assist her with what she wants assistance with, until she no longer requires this service. I swore I'd never personally be a therapist again, but I'll do this one last time as a favor to you. Beyond that, I'll gladly continue to watch over you, Amamiya-kun."
"Thank you, Doc." Ren took a deep breath. "I'm proud of how far she's come, but I know she has a long way to go."
"The feeling of knowing that you helped someone become closer to who they truly want to be is a reassuring feeling. Hold onto it."
"Right." Ren leaned back and opened his notebook. "I'm just getting started with this."
"The next client will be visiting soon." Maruki looked toward the door.
"I'm ready."
August 17th
Ren and Sumire sat down on a bench facing the rainbow bridge. The night sky illuminated the vibrant colors, creating a beautiful sight that encompassed Tokyo.
"The Ariake Gymnastics Centre is right over there." Sumire pointed to the northeast. "I'm not sure what they're going to do with it now, but I hope they don't let it go to waste."
"They made that with a bunch of Japanese wood, right? They'll probably deconstruct it and use the wood for something else." Ren rested his head on hers.
"I hope so…. Maybe they'll build a school!"
"I thought Sakiya wanted to be the teacher?"
"She does, but I'm thinking about becoming a gymnastic teacher."
"Rhythmic?"
"No. Just physical education."
"Ahhh… Weren't you doing something with agriculture too?"
"Culinary."
"I see. You're such a hard worker, Sumire."
"Thank you, Ren. I'm doing it because I want to. It… feels good knowing that."
"Mhm." Ren grabbed her hand. "Every step you take is of your own choosing. We're free."
"Yes…"
"Sumire-chan! Ren-kun!" The two looked up and to the right to find Hanako waving as she came into view.
"Hanako-chan!" Sumire stood up and waved. "Natsuki-san." Ren joined her.
"I apologize if I'm late! Futaba-chan didn't want to eat a proper meal, so I had to show her how to make one!" Hanako giggled.
"That's fine." Ren nodded. "Now that you're here, I had to ask, why did you want to meet with us both?"
"Oh!" Hanako clapped. "It's simple, really! Ever since I spoke with Sakiya-chan and Sumire-chan outside the gymnastics centre, I've been thinking about what I want to do, going forward!"
"What do you mean?" Ren tilted his head.
"When I told Sumire-chan what I wanted to do, she helped me to better understand my feelings. It was then that I realized I want to have as strong a relationship with Futaba-chan that you two have!"
"I see."
"I thought about it for a little while, and I decided there was something else I wanted to do, too!"
"What's that, Hanako-chan?" Sumire looked at her curiously.
"Going forward, I want to be your personal coach, Sumire-chan!"
"Personal coach? I already have Coach Hiraguchi, though."
"I know!" Hanako nodded. "But I personally want to help you train with the hoop, ball, clubs, and even the ribbon, though you're more proficient with it! I feel like I'll be able to learn about your feelings for Amamiya-san that way!"
"I see… I'm very grateful, Hanako-chan! I won't forget this kindness!" Sumire bowed. "I'd be honored to have you as my second coach!"
"Don't worry about it, Sumire-chan!" Hanako giggled and waved her hand. "I'm doing this because I want to!"
"Natsuki-san… Thank you." Ren smiled.
"Just call me Hanako!"
"Are you sure?" His eyes widened.
"Yes! That was another thing I wanted to tell you. I'd like to continue speaking with you as a friend."
"As a friend… Sure." Ren held out his hand. "Now that I think about it, you did call me Ren…"
"Great!" Hanako excitedly shook his hand. "Now, Sumire-chan, you want to win the gold in 2024, right?"
"Yes, I do! Not just for my sake, but Kasumi's and Ren's!"
"Then I'm going to help you become the best gymnast you can be!" Hanako posed erratically, like a hero.
"Right Thank you again!" Sumire bowed.
"You really don't need to bow!" Hanako broke out in laughter.
"I'm sorry!"
"Why don't you say 'thank you' instead of 'sorry'! It's a million times more satisfying to hear thank you instead!"
"Uh… Okay!" Sumire stood at attention, her back completely straightened out. "Thank you!"
"You're almost as silly as Futaba-chan…"
"Speaking of Futaba… How's she doing?" Ren scratched his head. "She's been radio silent since the closing ceremony."
"She's been great!" Hanako giggled. "As a victory celebration, she proposed we watch a bunch of shows together! Of course, she still has her own research, so I've also tried studying more! Coach Murakami gave me a break so I could be with Futaba, but we're still adults!"
"Marching to the beat of her own drum… Just like always." He smirked. "Is she happy dating you?"
"I've never seen Futaba-chan more happy in my life." She exclaimed. "When we're together, she practically won't let go of me! I'm so happy!"
"I don't have anything to worry about, then."
"Leave it to me, Ren-kun!" Hanako turned back to Futaba. "You'll have your normal practice sessions, and let's say… five days of the week, you can stay longer and train with me! I won't let you make it an everyday thing unless we're two weeks from a competition that you'll be attending, okay?"
"Yes, Hanako-senpai!"
"Senpai?"
"Well… You're my coach now… so…" Sumire's cheeks turned a light pink. "You're my senpai again!"
"I see! Sure thing!" Hanako giggled while Sumire celebrated her small victory, which caused Ren to laugh. A few moments passed before Hanako spoke up again.
"There's one more big thing I want to do." She looked directly at Ren. "I want to speak to my parents and tell them what I'm going to do with my life, alongside the girl I love. I'm not sure when that day will come, but if things don't go perfectly…"
"I'll support you, Hanako." Ren gave her an affirmative nod. "As a friend."
"I will too!" Sumire looked at her seriously. "All of us will."
"Thank you both very much!"
As the night came to a close, the three all continued to make small talk until Hanako noticed her curfew was coming, stating that she needed to head back to make Futaba sleep. Once she left, Ren and Sumire made their way back to their apartment and talked to Morgana before falling asleep together.
The next few days passed normally, with Hanako and Sumire beginning her training, going as late as 10 PM some days. Ren continued to give therapy sessions to his other clients, his resolve strengthened by his blood oath with Hanako.
On Saturday, Ren got a day off, and he took Sumire to the train station. As they took their seats, Sumire gave Ren a curious look.
"Ren, where are we going? I forgot to ask, not that I wouldn't follow you anywhere."
"And why aren't we taking the car?" Morgana popped out of his bag, curious.
"We're going to visit my parents, and I need time to think. Besides, train rides are peaceful, and I don't have to worry about anything except the exit." Ren took a deep breath.
"After speaking with Hanako and Sakiya, I realized it was something long overdue. They're both moving toward the future with no regrets, just like you, Sumire. Hanako's prepared to speak with her parents, consequences be damned, and Sakiya wouldn't hold back, ever. That much is clear from the declaration of war. I'm done running from my fears and doubts too. I want to face the future with a clear mind, and nothing holding me back."
"I see." Sumire tightened her grip around his hand with her left and pulled his head down to hers with her right. "Take your time and do some thinking. I'll wake you up when we get there."
"After this… I'll be able to support you with all my heart."
"I'll back him up!" Morgana confidently meowed.
"I look forward to it. I love you, Ren. You too, Morgana-senpai."
"I love you too, Sumire. Of course, I also love you, Morgana."
Ren closed his eyes and let Sumire comfort him as he mentally prepared himself. After only speaking to them through phone calls since he graduated, he was finally going to speak to his parents face-to-face about who he now was, who he wanted to be, and who he would tread that path with.
Later that day
Ren felt the warm touch of a soft hand against his cheek as he slowly opened his eyes, hearing the voice of an angel.
"We're here, Ren."
He looked over as his eyes adjusted to the light shining in from the train window and saw an even brighter light that threatened to blind him again. Sumire looked at him with loving eyes, a look that always calmed him down, no matter where or what he was doing.
"Thank you, Sumire." Ren leaned in and kissed her on the cheek as the train came to a full stop. The two of them stood up, with Ren throwing his bag over his shoulder as he did.
"Ah! I'm awake!" Morgana popped his head out of the bag and shook it quickly.
"Welcome to the waking world." Ren smiled. "Let's get going."
A warm summer breeze hit the three as they stepped off onto the train platform, taking in the sights of the small, countryside town Ren called home once. Gone were the massive skyscrapers, crowded streets, and shady back alleys of Shibuya. Instead, they saw a few kids playing on an otherwise empty street, mothers tending to small gardens, and husbands speaking as neighbors. Small houses lined the streets, with delis and other department stores across from them.
"Follow me." Ren took Sumire's hand and guided her through the town. As they walked, Ren didn't stop for anything, noting how there was only one street that was remotely worth talking about.
"This street." Ren pointed down one what, to Sumire, appeared to be any other road. "This is where I ran into Shido."
"Ren…" Sumire tightened her grasp around his hand.
"Don't worry." He shook his head. "I'm not angry, not anymore. I just thought you'd want to know. I showed Morgana when he came back with me."
"You really have changed a lot, Ren." Morgana nodded. "Other than the first time he showed me this street, he always avoided it."
"I'm way past worrying about a crook like Shido."
"Good."
"Thank goodness…" Sumire sighed in relief.
"Besides." Ren pulled Sumire in close and smirked. "I wouldn't have met you if it weren't for him, so in a way, it was a blessing in disguise."
"That makes me happy too… Wait!" She gasped. "I didn't mean it like that!"
"Don't worry about it!" Ren laughed as her face flared up red. "Like I said, I've put it all past me. Let's get going."
"Phew… Okay!" Sumire took a deep breath and smiled.
She knew Ren was teasing her to fend off his anxiety, and that was something she didn't mind at all. After walking a few more blocks, they reached a plain, white home, nearly identical to the others surrounding it.
"Ready?" Sumire stepped in front of him, still holding his hand.
"Yes."
With a deep breath, Ren stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
The idle noises of the town ceased to be as Ren only heard the sound of his own heartbeat, waiting for the door to open.
Creak
Slowly, so slowly, it opened.
"Hello? Oh!" Ren watched his mother's face shift from unassuming to shocked in a flash. "Ren!"
Ren grit his teeth and gulped. "Hi, mom."
Standing before them was a woman in her mid-thirties with jet black, long hair, wearing a shirt, jeans, and an white apron.
"I… Please step inside." His mother fully opened the door after a few seconds. She spoke in an incredibly reserved voice, reluctant, almost.
"Sorry about the sudden visit…" Ren stepped inside his old house and felt a wave of nostalgia mixed with confusion wash over him.
"It's fine!" She waved a hand in response. "This young woman must be…"
"Hello." Sumire stepped forward and bowed. "My name is Sumire Yoshizawa. I'm Ren's girlfriend."
"How beautiful… Ren told us about you before, but his description of you didn't give you justice."
"Her beauty really isn't something you can capture with words." Ren scratched his head. He realized his entire body itched, and it made him very uncomfortable. "Where's dad?"
"He's in the dining room." His mother stood still for a few moments before taking another step. "Please, follow me."
As Ren and Sumire walked through the home, they spotted several pictures of Ren. Baby pictures, pre-school, elementary, middle-school graduation… No high school.
As they walked past, Ren felt himself having to pull Sumire forward, who appeared entranced by the pictures.
"You can look later, Sumire!" Morgana whispered to her.
"I'm glad you still have your cat."
"Morgana. He won't leave my side, mom."
"That's good."
As they stepped into the dining room, the three spotted Ren's father, also in his mid-thirties, sporting short, combed jet black hair, a suit, and reading glasses.
"Dear, Ren is here."
"Ren…?" He stood up, a shocked look on his face. "I…"
"Hi, dad." There was a strong hint of reluctance in Ren's voice. Just speaking to his father felt incredibly strange. His anxiety wouldn't stop telling him to turn back, but he pushed through it.
"Er… Hello." His eyes immediately turned to Sumire. "You must be…"
"My name is Sumire Yoshizawa." She bowed again. "I'm Ren's girlfriend."
"I see…. I remember now." His voice was distant.
"Please, sit down." His mother pulled out two chairs. "Would you like some coffee?"
"Yes, please." They responded in unison.
Ren's father tugged at his tie before sitting down at the table, waiting for his wife to bring drinks. Once she sat down, he cleared his throat.
"Ren."
"Dad."
"What brings you here?" There was a hint of hesitation in his voice.
"I wanted to talk."
"Talk… I see…" He took a deep breath. "Please go ahead."
Sumire and Morgana glanced at one another nervously. They knew it wasn't their place to say anything yet, but Sumire felt the tension in the air. She looked between the three and saw a wall of glass, ready to shatter at any moment.
"Just say it how you rehearsed it, Ren." Dozens of thoughts hit Ren at once.
"That's all you did on the train right. Follow the plan... Stick to the plan… Dammit… Just talk to them! They're your parents, man! Some bad things happened, sure, but that's why you're here! If you don't tell them anything, what's the point? Why are you standing in front of them if you're not going to say something?"
"I… I know that what happened to me was tough for you two." Ren's face tensed up and he tightly gripped Sumire's hand, making sure she was there. "But… You both know that those charges were false. I don't think it's even about that anymore… I think there's still... There's still a barrier between us, and a part of why it's still here is my fault…."
Ren paused for a second and felt Sumire pat his back and rub it gently. He wanted to vomit. "When I came home, I just… I didn't want to be associated with either of you. I was still angry that you sent me off to Tokyo, but I feel like I finally understand how hard it was for you two." He gripped Sumire's hand even harder, and felt Morgana's paw against his leg.
"How were you supposed to back me up in court against a high-ranking politician who had the police in his pockets? I never thought about that. So…"
He stood up, letting go of Sumire's hand. Morgana and Sumire went to speak, but then he bowed.
"I'm sorry for not trying harder to talk to you. I'm sorry for not thinking things through, and…"
Both Morgana and Sumire sighed in relief.
"Ren." His mother's voice broke through the barrier instantly. A calm, soothing voice, one that he hadn't heard in a very long time.
"We're sorry, too."
They both stood up and bowed back, with his mother speaking first "We didn't try hard enough to defend you, and we were too scared to speak to you when you came home. You always looked so bitter and sad… We were afraid that if we said anything, you'd run."
"Mom…"
"To tell the truth, Ren," His father began, "We're just… cowards. I am, even more than your mother. What kind of man am I not to defend my own son? I'm ashamed that you still call me a father."
"Dad…" Ren's eyes widened.
"Please, listen to me." Sumire spoke up. "Ren is an incredible man and an even better boyfriend. He helps everyone he meets on top of supporting me, and is working to become a therapist. I know you don't know me that well, but I assure you, Ren loves and cares about you both, and he wants to mend what was broken all those years ago."
"Yoshizawa-san…" A faint smile crept across his mother's face. "You are a wonderful young woman."
"Thank you, Amamiya-san, but you can just call me Sumire."
"Ren." His father averted his gaze for a moment, clearly reluctant to speak. "I… I'm proud of you, and I'm sorry that we've been such… awful parents." He stood up and bowed.
"How can we make it up to you?"
"You don't have to." Ren shook his head. "I'm just… I'm happy that we could figure this out. For so long, I thought we'd never be able to speak like this again. I missed you both… so much."
"We missed you too, son."
Ren felt Sumire push him around the table and toward his parents. He didn't resist, and the three of them hugged.
"Mom… Dad…" Ren felt his throat tighten as tears slowly welled up in his eyes.
"It's okay, Ren." His mother wrapped her hand around his head, ruffling his hair. "We're sorry."
"You don't… need to say sorry." He stated in a choked voice. "I…"
"We love you, son." His father patted his back. "You don't need to say anything anymore."
Sumire and Morgana smiled as Ren shared the first genuine, heartfelt moment with his parents in over four years. The three held one another for several minutes, taking in each other's presence.
…
…
The warmth that emanated from their bodies and the tightness of their grips around Ren made him feel… whole. To be able to hug his parents, or even love them, was something that he thought wouldn't happen again. Even so, he still had one lingering question; something that confused him regarding their current attitudes.
After taking a deep breath, Ren released his grip on them and took a step back.
"Mom, dad. There is one last thing I'd like to ask, and I don't want you to take it the wrong way. We just made up, but… It feels so sudden. I didn't know what to expect when I came back to talk, really. So, um…" Ren gulped, his anxiety spiking.
"Why are you so willing to let things return to normal?"
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…
…
Both of them took a deep breath, looked at each other, and then back at Ren.
"Ren…" His mother took his father's hand. "Not defending you in court is still the biggest regret of our lives. At the time, I was shocked to think that my son could do something so heinous as to attack a man at night… I wanted to fight in court, but at the end of it all, we didn't try to defend you. We just sat there… Ever since you left after you graduated, we realized that nothing had changed from that day. You were angry, and we didn't know what to say. I was so caught up in thinking that you hadn't changed and really were a delinquent that I never noticed that we were a part of the problem. Your father helped me realize that we needed to change ourselves, so that the next time you visited, we could greet you as your parents, not just strangers."
"It's as your mother said." His father gripped his fists. "I still don't think I'm deserving to call myself your father, considering I didn't even think to defend you back then. You may have forgiven me, but it's going to take some time before I can forgive myself. After you left again, I spoke with your mother, and ultimately, we decided that we were done running away from our mistakes, especially considering the fact that you were innocent." He let his fists fall slack. "No, you're more than that. You've grown into a real man while we trekked through mud. You have a job, an apartment, and a woman you love."
Ren felt Sumire's hand grip his shoulder. He looked over at her and saw the same, reassuring smile that always managed to calm him down. With a deep breath, he turned back to his parents.
"To be honest, I came here with the same mindset. I realized that I was sick of running away from you both. You're my parents, after all. I shouldn't have let my anger blind me like it did, and it was Sumire that helped me realize just how blinded I was. I owe her so much…" he placed his hand on hers. "We both promised one another that she would change, and since the Olympics, no, before that, she's changed her outlook drastically. I'm happy to call myself her boyfriend."
"We can't get the time we lost back…" His mother took a deep breath. "But we can start over today."
"Yes, we can."
At that moment, Ren expected something within him to stir, though he heard no tarot in his mind. It was only later that he realized nothing happened because he wasn't forming a bond with someone new to his life, but instead mending one that had been there since the beginning.
"Ah… so, that being said, what have you been doing, son?" His father spoke awkwardly and stiffly, but Ren knew his heart was in the right place. Since Ren was a child, his father had been the one always reaching out to help others, and the one who answered to his mother. From what Ren could remember, his father was also socially awkward, except when he was around his close friends.
"Yoshizawa-san mentioned you were working to become a therapist."
"That's right, dad. I've had an internship at Tokyo Mental Health since 2018, and I've been studying at university so that I can help people, just like my old therapist at Shujin helped me. His name is Dr. Takuto Maruki, and he is actually acting as my overseer for the program."
"A therapist… That suits you pretty well."
"Thanks."
"I feel like you'd make a great barista!" His mother smiled.
"That was my part-time job before."
"Oh yes, I remember you mentioning that you lived in a cafe!"
"Yup. In an attic, precisely."
"Sakura-san had you live in the attic?"
"It was the only available space, but it wasn't bad, really. I was free to decorate it and move stuff around, so long as I didn't disturb customers."
"I see…" She raised an eyebrow and grinned, and Ren instantly knew what he was in for. "You never got too loud with Yoshizawa-san over, no?"
"M-Mom!" Ren found himself flustered. "What are you saying?"
"Oh, nothing." She waved her hand dismissively. "Now that we've started over, I just wanted to see how much of a man my son was."
"A man?"
"Yes!"
"Wait… loud…" Sumire thought to herself.
"You two live together, right?"
"We do now, yeah!" Ren's heart thumped loudly. He had walked right into his mother's trap.
"That must mean you sleep together, surely!"
"Well of course we do!" Ren proclaimed proudly before realizing he had made a terrible mistake.
"Oh?" His mother smirked. "When can I expect a grandchild, then?"
"Why can't you judge it based on like… adult accomplishments, like dad? And a grandkid isn't important right now!"
"That's just no fun!" She turned to Sumire, who was hiding a blush. "Yoshizawa-san, tell me, how often are you in control? You can't let the man of the house do everything."
"In control?" Sumire's eyes widened.
"Mhm! You don't let Ren have all the fun, do you?"
"Oh!" She giggled. "Actually, back in February, he took up an offer to babysit and dragged me into it. The thing is, he had no idea what he was doing!"
"Ohhhh?" Ren's mother's eyes sparkled. "Do tell me more."
"Ughh…." Ren covered his face and looked at his father, whose eyes told him "This is how it is, son." At the same time, a wave of nostalgia rushed through his body and mind as he watched his mother tease his father, though he was now the target of her teasing.
"Please… Sumire…" He looked over at her, his cheeks beet red. The smirk on her face and sheer joy radiating from her as she found herself able to tease him told him that this was only the beginning.
"You see, Amamiya-san…" Sumire grinned. "Ren likes to jump into things headfirst, without really considering what he's doing. It's something I love about him, but this time I had to draw a line. He wanted to babysit a 6 month-old baby without any prior experience!"
"That's awfully generous of him!" She giggled. "You sound just like your father when he was your age!"
A loud sigh escaped his father's mouth.
"Oh please, dear! You know it's true. So, Yoshizawa-san, how did it go?"
"I had to show Ren how to burp the baby, feed her, change her, and even put her to sleep!"
"It sounds like you have a lot of experience, yourself!"
"I do! I visit the daycare at our university often!"
"How responsible!" Ren's mother turned to him. "To think, my boy wants to be a father so badly, but won't even prepare himself for the occasion!"
"I-It's not…" Ren planted his face on the table. "I just…"
"How did things end up like this…?"
Ren let the thought drown out Sumire and his mother's teasing. After a few more minutes, Sumire got up to go to the bathroom.
"Son, could you tell us a bit more about Yoshizawa-san?" His father asked, trying to give him some breathing room.
"Sure!" Ren smiled at the thought of being able to gush about Sumire for a few minutes…. Hours. A few hours.
"Let's see… I've already told you a little bit about her in one of our past calls. As you can see, she's beautiful, divine, radiant, adorable…"
"Ren, I think he meant about her gymnastics!" Morgana meowed.
"Hm? Is Morgana hungry?" His mother peeked over the table.
"Oh, him? He's fine." Ren waved his hand.
"Dear, if the cat does get hungry, would you mind running to the supermarket to buy some food?"
"Why me?" Ren's father responded. "Just because it's a cute cat?"
"You love cats just as much as Ren does."
"I…"
"Anyway!" Ren clapped. "More about Sumire. I told you she was a rhythmic gymnast, right?"
"Hmmm… Ah! I remember, yes!" His mother responded. "No wonder she's so petite!"
"Heh…" Ren couldn't help but smirk.
"My my, Ren. What are you laughing about?"
"Oh, nothing…"
"Nothing indeed…" His mother squinted.
"Ahem… Anyway." Ren looked over his shoulder. "I honestly should let her speak for herself. I feel like there's a definite bias when it comes from me, even though it's all the truth."
"I know how that feels…" She nodded. "Your father doesn't like it when I gush about him."
"I don't really do half the things you say I do!"
"Yes you do!"
Ren felt like he was staring into a mirror, except it was all reversed.
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…
"Actually, speaking of… She's still not back." Ren spun in his chair and stood up.
"Sumire?" He poked his head in the hallway and saw her staring at his various baby pictures.
"Yes?" She jumped up and immediately faced him.
"How long have you been looking at pictures of me from when I was a kid?"
"Pictures? I just got out of the bathroom!"
Her beet red face said otherwise.
"Uh-huh. Are you hoping our kid will look a bit like me?" He walked up to her and poked her nose.
"UM…."
"Bingo."
"W-Well… it's your fault for being so cute!"
"That's my line."
"N-Now you have to show me that photo album when we get back!"
"Oh yeahhh… I remember that now. Sure."
"Good!" Sumire nodded and took his hand, leading him back to the dining room.
"Welcome back, Yoshizawa san. Ren was going to tell us a bit about your career as a rhythmic gymnast, but he insisted that you speak for yourself." Ren's father adjusted his reading glasses. "We watched some of the performances at the Olympics while browsing through what was being broadcast that day. It looks incredibly difficult."
"It is! I started rhythmic gymnastics with my sister when I was very young. We made a promise to win a gold medal at the Olympics one day, and I've been training ever since so I can one day fulfill that promise."
"I see." He nodded. "Considering you weren't participating at this year's Olympics, I assume you're aiming for the top in the next four years?"
"Yes!" Sumire nodded. "That's been my goal the entire time. It wasn't until 2018 that I even attempted to go to a Grand Prix, though I did participate in Junior-Level competitions. I was only proficient with the ribbon back then, and as you likely say, there are four apparati. Since 2019, I've been practicing and attempting to master the clubs, which are the most difficult for me to use."
"You're an incredibly hard worker."
"I've only come this far because I've had Ren supporting me the entire time. It means everything to me."
"I only really stand on the sidelines and watch her." Ren shrugged.
"You know it's so much more than that." Sumire shook her head. "When I know Ren's watching me, I feel more motivated than ever. To be seen by him fills me with determination. When I go to the Olympics in 2024 and win, it will be because he had my back every step of the way."
"Not only are you a hard worker, but an incredible woman, too!" Ren's mother's eyes flashed with light. "I'm so proud of you, Ren! How did you woo such a talented beauty?"
"I ask myself that every day…. Ow!"
Sumire pinched his cheek. "Give yourself more credit, Ren!"
"Sorry!"
"Definitely facing a mirror…" He confirmed to himself.
"Ren was there for me in some of my darkest moments, always talking to me with a smile on his face. He was always willing to listen to me talk about my problems, no matter how mundane or silly they were. Slowly… I fell for him, and I realized that I wanted him to watch me perform. Just thinking about it makes my heart dance. Whenever I need to cry or vent after a failed meet, he's always there for me, no matter what. I love everything about him."
"How romantic!" His mother giggled. "I love it! Please, feel free to tell us more!"
Ren's parents spent several more hours talking to the couple, learning everything they could to make up for the lost time. Ren's mother learned about Sumire's appetite, but was delighted to cook for them. Ren joined her to make dinner, and surprised her with his skill, even though he ended up making curry. His father ended up buying Morgana some food, and by the end of the night, they were all mentally exhausted from catching up. After another round of tight hugs, Ren's parents waved them goodbye as the two stepped onto the last train home from the platform.
"I did it… I did it…" Ren laid his head on Sumire's shoulder, practically passing out as soon as he sat down.
"It's my turn to be proud of you, Ren." She stroked his hair gently. "You took a gamble that love existed and did a loving act."
"It paid off… I just wish my life wasn't always filled with gambling."
"You've always turned them in your favor." Sumire giggled. Now, it's my turn."
"The Olympics are right around the corner."
"We still have a lot of World Cups and Championships to go, silly."
"Right… even so, I'll always be excited to watch you. No matter what we do, I'll cheer you on."
"Thank you, Ren. You can rest now."
With that thought in mind, Ren closed his eyes and slowly dozed off, looking forward to a future he could walk with his parents.
