“Okay, so— Three kids. Yuichiro, after my brother, Keisuke, and… what else?”

Muichiro looked at you as the two of you laid in the grass, holding hands and talking about your future. Together. It was one of his rare days off— a day of rest, when he could just exist… with you.

His sea-green eyes traced over your features. God, Muichiro had never seen someone so beautiful. Even if you both were still young— he had big dreams for the future. One he never would have thought of, if not for you.