Before he went to bed, his cellphone rang. It was obvious who called him late that night. "Hello? It's midnight already. What do you wish to tell me?"

"Sorry if I disturb you," she apologized. "Well, I just want to say… thanks for today."

"You mean yesterday," he corrected. "Yeah, yesterday was fun. So... thank you."

"Glad to hear it." She started to get straight to the point. "Actually, there is something I'd like to convey... just to you."

"Talk to me. I'm listening."

She took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to hold her tears. Then, she spoke with a softer voice, "Thank you... for encouraging me to keep on living."

He smiled as if Sakura knelt before him. "My pleasure."

"You know… I just found something on the internet. People who suffer the same disease as I do… with this level of severity… still have the chance to survive for about 5 years after being diagnosed. It's longer than my doctor's estimate, you know. You read my Disease Coexistence Journal that day, I still remember that. Well, in case you've forgotten, I was first diagnosed nearly three years ago."

"How great is the chance?"

"Seven percent," she mentioned. He was out of words. They remained silent for almost 1 minute. Sakura still wanted to be with him for a longer time although she realized it was very unlikely to happen. Tears began to flow down her smooth cheeks. She struggled really hard not to sob on the phone in order to prevent him from worrying too much about her. She wiped her tears away immediately and consoled him (and herself), "I know it's not a big number, but you still can call it hope, right?"

"Right."

Deep within his heart, he was truly sad to hear it. He had spent a lot of time with her in the past few months. As the time went by, they had built a special, irreplaceable bond. It was obviously more than a friendship, yet no word could perfectly describe their relationship. If he really had to lose her right that moment, he wouldn't be ready, even though he already knew that she didn't have much time left to remain in this mortal world. Hence, he changed the topic in order to hide his true feelings. "What are you doing this late?"

"I'm writing my Disease Coexistence Journal."

"Don't exert yourself too much," he advised.

"Aww… that's so kind of you!"

"Please don't say such things, it's embarrassing. Good night."

"Good night. Sweet dreams!" she said to him before hanging up the call.

18th August 20XX

I'm going to be discharged tomorrooooooooow! I'm going to enjoy my remaining time to the fullest! Yaaaaaaaaaaay!

19th August 20XX

Today was fun and full of surprises! At last, the three of us had meal together, just like I've always wished. Even though it was difficult to make them befriend each other, they finally started to get along today. We also planned to go on a trip together for the very first time! We chose to visit Universal Studios for a certain reason. We stopped at a house after hanging out at that café. It's small, yet nice and seems comfortable. At the time, Kyoko didn't have any choice but to use the toilet. She really went into the house, how lucky! I joked a few times today and I really laughed a lot as I enjoyed their priceless expressions because of being joked. Kyoko walked me home today. We talked much about various things along the way. I guess, I won't write here about what we were talking about back then since it's late already by the time I'm writing this. Almost forget, my new wish: I wanna see winter cherry blossoms this year. Wow, I've written so many words for today… To put an end to today's diary, I just wanna speak to myself, "Can't wait for our trip to Universal!"