...Every year, Yamamoto Takeshi works until he has no time to contact anyone. until he thought it was his birthday It was just [One weekday] only

But why? On his birthday this year, he wants it to be a day where good things happen because at least I just want to see someone's face, that's it... that's enough...

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...That day was the day he had to leave someone to go to work in a very far away place...

'When will you return? ’

' ...I don't know,' he replied softly.

' ...Really...' The other party said just that and hung his head in silence... We stood there like that for I don't know how long. Before the little man lifted his head again and uttered a sentence that made him feel numb all over his body.

' Hey, then I'll... ’

20 April 20

XX

Yamamoto looked at the view outside of the car driving in the city of Vigone. which is a small town One in the province of Turin. Piedmont Region It is in the north of Italy. The atmosphere here looks quiet. Invite your mind to relax until you want to sleep. The houses around here are made of bricks giving a feeling of the old days of a small town.

Some townspeople came out for a walk. Some were watering the plants. Most of them were doing their own business.

He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, exhausted after working all day. This is my third year after working in Italy.

“When I get there, I'll wake you up,” Francesca, a twenty-two-year-old female co-worker and subordinate turned to him as she was driving him. In fact, at first he was the one driving the car. But because I couldn't stand the fatigue. So she volunteered to drive instead.

The young man responded softly. Before falling into a deep slumber...

When we arrived at our accommodation which was a small mansion. Francesca woke him up. Before getting out of the car to unload the trunk and place it on the floor in preparation for transporting it into the room. Then forward it to the supervisor of another unit the next day. Yamamoto helped her move things into her room. Most of which are large items with a lot of weight.

and requires extra caution when moving.

“What are you going to do with a vase like this?” Francesca muttered while carrying two cups of hot coffee. She handed it to him, who thanked her. before sitting down next to each other and starting to complain again, causing Yamamoto to laugh a bit.

“Can't help it. It's work, too,” Yamamoto replied.

“Please understand our new [work], Captain Yamamoto!” She replied sarcastically, causing the young man to burst into laughter.

What she said was right. Looking from the outside, they are probably no different from employees in other companies who have been transferred to work abroad. But actually... Their profession is the world [behind the scenes].

...mafia...

It's also the number one mafia gang...

...but it's in the past now...

“I really want to know if you want us to become porters,” the woman muttered, pointing at the things placed in the corner of the room. “Since moving to Vigone, The higher ups kept ordering these things to be transported back and forth. Are you thinking of opening an office around here?”

“But it's better than having trouble with another family, right?” Yamamoto said, letting out a long sigh that made the girl's face pout.

“Well... it's actually better, but it doesn't work like this either.” The woman lowered her head and murmured softly.

Yamamoto shook his head slightly. I'm fed up with Francesca's grumpy nature. Even though her appearance can be said to be very beautiful. But if you could cut out your complaining habit, it would be much better. In fact, he was already used to her personality. I just thought about it for fun. That he never felt annoyed or bored with the things he used to complain about?

He turned to look out the window. I saw two birds flying around before landing on the window sill and thought how lucky I was to be able to live in peace like this.

Even though we are the mafia But about the fighting between other families Or assassinations are rarely seen. Since the current boss holds the position He announced that he would be completely removed from the mafia world where there is only murder. and turned to doing business legally instead But still, there are still many people who disagree.

Most of which are conservative and power-mad. Until sometimes there were conflicts between the mafia. It was hot for them to always have to stop other families from fighting.

...and the task they have been assigned this time is Forbidding war between allied families vying for supremacy over their Vongola Family. As for transporting things... It was just a miscellaneous job.

Even if you say that he's already retired from the industry. But Vongola's reputation is still feared by other families. Staying well Plus, if we don't do something, the problems that other families create will affect the Vongola as well. So let's use the fame. [Vongola Mafia] Let's put this kind of originality to good use.

Yamamoto placed his coffee cup on the table and stood up. before walking straight to the various things Placed in a pile in the corner of the room. Even though I'm not a mafia anymore. But having him carry things like this also made him somewhat suspicious.

Francesca looked suspiciously at her master, who had been standing silently for a long time. She rolled her blue eyes, looking at the ceiling. Before he could think of anything, he asked the young man, "Really? It's the boss's birthday in a few days, right?"

Yamamoto glanced at the girl slightly. before replying softly Seeing this, Francesca asked further, “So what will the boss do on his birthday?”

" do not know "

Francesca raised her eyebrows when her boss replied almost immediately after she finished asking. The woman tilted her head slightly before speaking again, “He… Boss is such a boring person~”

Yamamoto sighed again before turning around and walking back to sit next to her. “Probably like that.”

“You say it like you've been dumped by your boyfriend,” the woman said with a raised voice and stretched her legs. But little did he know that her words had suddenly caused the young man to stop.

...Dumped by your boyfriend...or...

Francesca seemed to begin to feel the condition of the young man next to her. She immediately blushed and quickly apologized to him. Meanwhile, he scolded himself in his mind for his bad mouth habit that could never be cured.

Yamamoto waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. He turned to look at the sky outside the window again...

“...It's called being abandoned... Maybe,” he said softly, forcing out a bitter laugh. But when he saw the shocked look from the girl He took a deep breath. and immediately got up, “I'm going back to my room first. Please take a look at these things as well.”

Francesca responded softly, looking after her master with guilt in her eyes. When the sound of the room door closing So she let out a loud sigh and leaned back on the soft sofa. Clear blue eyes looked at the white ceiling and thought about her boss.

...Actually, Yamamoto is quite handsome. But if he doesn't show a lonely look in his eyes It would be better that way.

Young woman slaps face gently In order not to think about it too much. She got up and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat to relieve her hunger after working all day.

...jingle

A thin silver bracelet that Yamamoto had intended to buy as someone's birthday present last year. He picked it up and looked at it again and again, thinking of that person's face. Many times he had intended to send this necklace as a gift. Many times I intend to contact and call that person. But there was always something in his heart that made him stop thinking about it.

...It's fear...

Yamamoto put the necklace in the bedside drawer and walked to the window. He placed his hand on the window sill, a cool breeze blowing in, making him feel comfortable. His eyes looked at the scenery outside. His room was two rooms down from Francesca's. And this room can see a much better view of the city.

When looking from this angle, you can see people walking around. Even though the city has a very small population, But he liked this atmosphere more.

...Seeing this makes me think of three years ago.

'Are you going to Italy today?'

It was the first question after he told about the work that needed to be done.

' ...It's work... ’

He turned away. I didn't dare look into the other's eyes. He knew that he had made a mistake in not telling the other party about this matter sooner. Because he didn't know what to say when he found out he had been sent to work abroad.

Some people lowered their heads. His lips pursed tightly. Suddenly, the young man in front of him came to the house and told him about this. Many feelings clashing with each other until I don't know what to do. In the end, he could only clenched his fists tightly.

'When will you return? ’

' ...I don't know,' he answered softly and lowered his head.

Being separated from the person you love, not knowing how long it will be before they meet again. It's too painful...

' ...Really...' The other party said just that and hung his head in silence... We stood there like that for I don't know how long. Before the little man lifted his head again and uttered a sentence that made him feel numb all over his body.

' Hey, then maybe I'll have a new lover.'

Eh!?

Yamamoto raised his head. The face expressed shock. His mouth was open as if he wanted to say something. But he was interrupted by the person in front of him first.

'Are you going to make me wait aimlessly like this? I...' His sweet face turned away. A pair of small hands clenched tightly Before gritting his teeth, he said the next sentence, 'I don't want it either... ’

Ah... That's right, waiting like this must be really bad.

Yamamoto pursed his lips tightly and looked up. Before taking a deep breath to decide something After that, he turned to say goodbye to the little person in front of him. 'I'll go first. Please take care of your health.'

He smiled one last time. But it was the saddest smile. Before he turned and walked away...

The tall young man closed his eyes. The memories from three years ago made him reconsider his actions dozens of times... Was he right in joining the Vongola? Was it right to be separated from my lover to help my best friend since middle school? While having to leave your lover alone to wait

Hibari is just an ordinary person. who must take over the family business that has passed away

The sound of a child crying outside made him conscious. When he looked out he saw a woman, assumed to be the child's mother, helping to support her son who had fallen to the ground. The atmosphere in this city seems really warm.

“Never mind,” he muttered softly, stretching his arms up high to relieve the stiffness. He always said this when he felt like he was thinking too much. But sometimes it's funny sometimes. When trying to cut short the story in your head like this But in the end, I like to keep it and sit and think about it again and again endlessly...

Really like a rat pedaling a bicycle...

This morning they had to go to work on their assignment again. But this time it wasn't a job of transporting things like the previous days. But it is a trade negotiation with a foreign businessman who stops by to visit a neighboring city. and took the opportunity to do business in itself It was a good thing for them that the work would be completed more quickly.

Yamamoto waited in the lobby of the hotel where the businessman was staying. He left these negotiations to Francesca. which even though she is a pretty girl who complains But regarding the use of rhetoric in business negotiations She did it better than anyone else, no... I must say that she had the most skills in this area in Vongola.

He raised his wrist to look at the time. It is now past two in the afternoon. That meant he had been waiting here for over two hours. Yamamoto really didn't like this kind of waiting. Because it will make you think about the past every time.

...I really want to go back and find it...

The young man leaned on the hotel sofa and closed his eyes. It looked like it would be a long time before Francesca came out. If so, let's get some sleep...

“Oh, boss! Next time, don't leave me alone like that.” The female subordinate's voice shrieked sharply. It made Yamamoto wish he'd plugged his ears right now. If it weren't for the fact that he was driving, it would be.

“...What's included? When I came down, you fell asleep again. Oh!!” The young woman continued to complain. If counting from the first words until now She had been complaining to him for exactly an hour without missing a beat. Plus he keeps repeating the same sentences over and over.

Yamamoto pursed his lips slightly. Brown eyes rolled back before interjecting, “But you always told me to wait outside, didn't you? So why are you blaming me today?”

A young woman when she is hit back at So she pursed her lips and made a fierce face. Wear it until the young man felt a thrill go up his spine. Before that, her shrill voice sounded like a thunderbolt: “Boss, didn't you see them? Big like a giant Plus, his face is even more brutal than our mafia. It's scary!!!”

“Yes, it was my fault, okay?”

When the young woman heard those words from the young man's mouth, her voice quietened. and only grunted It made Yamamoto feel a little impatient with the woman's ups and downs.

...Trrr...

Yamamoto's cell phone rang, causing him to accidentally answer the phone. He forgot that there was also a complaining girl sitting in the car.

“I told you not to talk on the phone while driving!!” The complaining woman shouted again, causing Yamamoto to startle and accidentally control the car, losing control and staggering slightly. Which made the girl complain even harder than before. Finally, when she couldn't stand the sound of her squealing. Yamamoto immediately decided to park on the side of the road and talk on the phone.

...Hey Yamamoto.

First greeting after answering the phone It was the familiar voice of a young man who had been a close friend since middle school. Yamamoto smiled slightly to himself and started a conversation with the other person.

"Yo Tsuna, are you okay?"

...and so on, you guys are probably fine too.

“Ah, that's fine, hehe.” Yamamoto scratched his cheek and laughed dryly. The truth is, saying that I'm fine would not be very accurate. Because over the past few days, both he and Francesca have worked hard until their bodies are starting to get tired. But if I tell the truth I hope Tsuna must have been worried.

Tsuna was even more of an overly anxious person...

...If you guys are fine. I'm a little relieved. I was really worried about making you all work so hard.

Yamamoto let out a laugh on the other end of the line after hearing the other person's sighs...Actually, Tsuna was worried again.

...But how is work today? The tone on the other end of the phone changed to a serious tone when talking about work. This was the real reason he called this tall young man.

Yamamoto squinted at Francesca. She was casually looking at the scenery outside before telling the person she was waiting to hear the news from. “The job was well done. Francesca said that in three days the businessman will come and agree on a contract with you again.”

...Three more days?... It's his birthday.

This year it will work as usual. Nothing has changed anymore... Thinking like that, he accidentally sighed into the phone.

...Yamamoto ?

“Nothing, sorry.” He hurriedly changed his tone when he realized that the other party was aware of the change in the interlocutor. “But are you going to let me come in with you on the day of signing the contract?”

...Oh, that's exactly what I intended. I also want to see your face. We haven't seen each other in a long time, haha. The voice on the other end of the line is laughing. Hearing this made me think of the times we used to study together. It was the funniest time in my life at that time.

...They continued chatting for a bit. Before Tsuna hung up the phone because he had urgent business to attend to. Just a few seconds before the call ended. Yamamoto heard a man's voice come into the phone. He knew that it was the voice of Gokudera Hayato, another of his high school friends.

Yamamoto put his phone in his pocket before changing gear and getting out of the car to head back to his hotel, thinking about various things in his mind along the way.

...How long will I have to stay in Italy?

Just one day is fine... Let me go back to that pillow...

Are you alright, Hibari... Yamamoto sighed heavily and shook his head slightly. When you know how to miss the other person But in the end, what he had hoped for never came true.

When Yamamoto returned to his room He draped his suit jacket over the back of the chair and went to lie down on the bed. His eyes looked at the ceiling of the room and his head thought of various things. What I saw today went on indefinitely before closing my eyes and turning over in bed out of boredom.

It's been three years since I contacted Hibari.

The young man sat up. He reached out and opened the bedside drawer and took out a small bag made from fine, dark brown paper with beautiful cursive gold letters written on the center of the product brand. He took out the things he had bought since arriving in Italy from the paper bag. It was a rectangular box, smaller than the size of the palm of the hand, covered with red velvet and with a flip-close lid for storing important items.

Yamamoto opened the flip cover. Inside appeared a ring. The body is made of gold and decorated with small diamonds. I planned that if I could go back to Japan, I would like to ask the other person to marry me.

But it's probably difficult...

The young man thought as he let out a long sigh. He closed the flip cover and put it in the bedside drawer as usual before lying sprawled out on the bed as usual.

...By the way, Francesca once complained like this too.

'Boss, if you keep thinking in circles like this, why can't your life move on?' with annoyance If someone were to see me, I wouldn't be able to tell who was the boss and who was the subordinate. 'If every day I had time to sit and think about small things like this, Why don't you just ask him about it?

Even though I don't know who I'm referring to.

...if it were me I'll call and ask him so he knows about it!!'

Thinking about it, I laughed to myself. I just found out that I'm really not a good person. It's this time. With other matters, never be afraid of anything. But with this matter... Why don't you dare?

...Because during the first period of working here he was so busy that he didn't have time to contact anyone. But when a long time has passed Being separated for so long has really made me start to feel afraid. I'm so afraid that if I contact you, what the other party will say back. I'm afraid it will be something he can't accept.

...Trrr...

The sound of the mobile phone placed at the nightstand interrupted my thoughts. Yamamoto shook his head, dismissing all thoughts and went to answer the phone. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when the screen displayed the name of his close friend they had just talked to earlier in the day.

...Tsuna?

...Is there something wrong? Or will it be a work matter?

Even though I still have some doubts But he answered the phone and greeted as usual, "Yo Tsuna! Is there something wrong?”

...but instead of hearing the other party's normal response, His brow furrowed when he heard the solemn tone in response.

...About work in the next three days. You don't have to go. Because I have other work for you to do tomorrow.

“Eh!?”

...Listen carefully! The work I want you to do is...

Yamamoto's eyes widened. He hurriedly asked back with a mixture of shock and doubt. But the other party didn't help much in answering the doubts. Before Tsuna quickly cut off the call to prevent Yamamoto from asking any more questions.

A young man sat on the bed. His hands held his temples, thinking about the urgent work he had suddenly assigned him.

...Why?

Yamamoto dragged a large suitcase down the airport corridor. Before going to sit in the passenger seat and wait for the departure time. He looked down at his watch and had to let out a soft sigh. Knowing that I had to sit and wait like this for another twenty minutes

Suddenly, someone's footsteps came running closer. When you turned to look at him, you had to raise your eyebrows slightly. When he saw a familiar tall and slender woman running frantically towards him.

“Boss!!” Francesca shouted at the top of her voice to her boss. Before she stopped, she stood panting in front of the young man and asked in a soft panting voice, “ ..H...Chief, are you going to go to Japan?”

"Um," Yamamoto replied shortly. Before inviting the young woman to sit and rest next to him, “Uh... please sit and rest first.”

...But Francesca refused the invitation and immediately started talking in a rapid-fire way at him! “The boss is the most crazy! Let's go without telling you like this, what am I going to do?!”

Eh!?

“Huh...! If the boss is gone... I'm going to... Who am I going to work with? Ho!!” The woman then started to howl in the middle of the airport, in view of many people. Until Yamamoto had to quickly find a way to do something. Otherwise, he would definitely be misunderstood!

“D..Wait! Don't cry, oh!” The young man hurriedly stood up and handed out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears. But instead, the other party slapped his hand away and shouted in his face until he flinched.

“Well...well...! If the boss has gone From now on, who will help lift heavy things? Who will help me go out and buy things? Who will sit and listen to me complain and vent my emotions every day? Who will come drive? Who will feed me? Give me money to buy things and lend me money without having to pay it back!! Ho...! ”

...Is this all I have worth in your eyes!!!?

At that moment, Yamamoto felt strangely depressed. It means that all this time he was only [Bae] for you...

...Sigh, come on.

“Here,” Yamamoto placed his hand on the girl's head and gently rubbed it. It's like an adult comforting a child. If truth be told, the girl is almost two years younger than him. “ ...but thank you. That at least she came to send me off.”

Francesca glanced at the young man with bloodshot eyes. Full, rose-colored lips twitched and muttered something. But in the end he was silent and only lowered his head.

...Passengers going on flights

JPXX

Please go to the third gate...

An announcement sounded. Yamamoto turned to bid farewell to the woman who only nodded at him. Before he walked into the entrance and went down the escalator, his younger sister watched and waved at him until they were out of sight.

...The truth is that living in Italy isn't that bad.

Yamamoto thought as he sat waiting for the plane to take off and looked out the window. Inside the airport, many people could still be seen walking around.

...Even if you think like that, but...

The plane began to move slowly. on the runway before lifting up the plane and soaring against the vast sky Leave the airport and residential city behind.

...Going back [home] like this is the best.

Goodbye Italy, the young man thought, smiling slightly. Before leaning back on the cushion and slowly closing his eyes...

24 April 20

XX

...The familiar city of Namimori... A warm atmosphere that is longed for And the people I miss...

...Finally came back...

Yamamoto walked down a familiar and nostalgic path. He looked around all the way. The quiet and warm atmosphere he had received from the past made him smile happily.

In the past, I used to walk to school this way...

Childhood stories are another happy memory for him. Traveling to school with Tsuna and Gokudera Both smiles and laughter Even the sounds of arguing... What a nostalgic moment.

Yamamoto just returned to Japan last night. So today he went out for a walk to reminisce about the past in this area.

Two footsteps stopped at a road intersection. If you walk to the left, there will be a path to Namimori Junior High School where he used to attend. But if you go to the right...

Yamamoto pursed his lips tightly. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a red velvet box. Brown eyes narrowed as she thought of her lover's face.

“...” He sighed heavily before putting the ring box into his pants pocket as before and immediately turning to the right-hand intersection.

...I really want to see you...

...In front of him was a large Japanese-style house. Just look at it from the outside. Both the building and the size of the area are enough to know the status of the homeowner very well. Yamamoto stood still, staring at the large, closed door. Part of me wanted to ring the bell to call the owner of the house. But another part of me didn't dare to meet the face of the owner of this house either...

' ...Then I might have a new lover.'

When I think back to that sentence, Fear immediately crept in... What if Hibari really loved someone else? What will he do? Can you accept it or not? Will he still smile and be able to talk like before?

' Do you know what? The disadvantages of being a boss are [I like to think about it myself] All of that!! Seeing this makes me so irritated!'

Francesca's words from before made him give up all his thoughts. Then decided to ring the bell and call the homeowner immediately.

...The bell rang loudly for a moment before it fell silent. He strained his ears, hoping to hear someone's footsteps or a call from the people in the house. But what I received in return was only silence.

...Ging...Gong...

Yamamoto rang the doorbell again and shouted. But the house was still quiet as usual...

...or Hibari won't be there?

When you think that the other party is not there His brain began to think of various things...What if Hibari went out with other people? No... Maybe I should go buy something... But Hibari doesn't often go out because he doesn't want to meet a lot of people, right? And he definitely wouldn't go shopping in the commercial area! Or is Hibari sleeping?

But normally, if he rang the bell just once, Hibari would wake up. That guy's ears are going to die...

...or will there be guests in the house?

The final conclusion that came to mind caused Yamamoto to freeze...

...guest...? Who?

The young man lowered his head. He stood still for a moment before deciding to walk back... If Hibari really has guests Or is there anyone else? He didn't want to disturb him anymore...

“Can you wait less than five minutes to come back?” A familiar voice sounded from behind him, causing him to stop. When he turned to look, he saw the figure of Bang Saen Kung, dressed in a completely black yukata, leaning against the door post and looking at him with funny eyes.

Hibari!?

“In the past, I had teased you to stand and wait for almost half an hour, but you still endured the wait. So why can't we wait this time, hmm?” Hibari asked with a small smile. Before slowly walking towards Yamamoto, “What do you know? Your only disadvantage is...

...I like to think for myself all the time.”

“ ... ” Yamamoto looked at the beautiful face he had missed for three years with mixed feelings... Both miss... Both cherish... I really want to hug the person in front of me...

Hibari looked at Yamamoto's expression and blinked. He raised his arms as if examining himself. before speaking again, “I was thinking that if you came back half an hour late, I'll go find someone else instead of you.”

Upon hearing that sentence, Yamamoto let out a wide smile. My heart felt relieved like never before. various concerns The chest that was once heavy and heavy suddenly disappeared.

...Hibari lied to him...

That's right, because if Hibari really goes out He probably wouldn't be in a yukata like this until now.

"You lied to me," Yamamoto said, laughing.

Hibari shrugged and said quietly, "Maybe. It's better than someone who never calls to tell me news."

I'm sleepy... Yamamoto chuckled. Rolling your eyes, you looked at the sky. He took a deep breath. He turned and asked the little man who was standing there frowning at him, “How did you know that I would come back today?”

“I don't know.” Hibari pursed his lips before changing into a smile that concealed some meaning. “I have the power of perception.”

"Tsuna, please call me." He asked knowingly. But Hibari raised his eyebrows and replied with a sly chin and a mischievous smile.

"I don't know. I won't tell."

Yamamoto laughed loudly. It feels like the whole world suddenly seems brighter. Just like Hibari, who had a goofy smile on his side. Before the smaller person spoke up first.

“It's noon. Have you eaten anything yet? ...Anyway, come in first," Hibari said as he opened the door wider. before walking in

Yamamoto looked behind the small figure leading the way. He lowered his head and revealed a wide smile before speaking softly, as if talking to himself, “...Thank you.”

...Thank you for always waiting for me...

Yamamoto hurriedly followed Hibari into the house. He hurriedly took long steps. To walk to keep up with the thin body before calling out to Hibari again, "...here."

“Huh?” Hibari replied without looking at him.

Yamamoto stood silent for a moment. His eyes looked at the small figure that had stopped walking in front of him. before saying a word that made Hibari smile with happiness.

" I am back "

...back to Japan...back to where we met...our memories...

...I've come back to you...

...A warm wind blew across their bodies. It was a breeze that felt so comfortable. But even so, they remained silent...

"...Um," Hibari moaned softly in his throat. Before walking into the house Even though I can't see your face... But Yamamoto knew that right now the other person was smiling.

'Welcome back, Yamamoto Takeshi'

...Finally we meet again...

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    "Happy Birthday , YAMAMOTO TAKESHI!!!!" 

Yay... This year, I hope you continue to be handsome, cute, and smooth. And I want to keep being sweet with Hibari.

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Oh... Is this the second Yamamoto birthday fic? Thinking about last year's Yamamoto birthday fic, it makes me think. "Time flies so quickly~" I still remember when I wrote Yamamoto's birthday fic last year. It feels like it's only been 1-2 days (haha).

The theme of this fic, we want to focus on a warm atmosphere. And thinking about someone more than focusing on the sweet side (haha) and about waiting... I'm sure many people think, "Let's do it first, you can leave it for another day," right? And if what we're waiting for slips away When that time comes, what will we do? Do you regret it later?

But if what we thought we had left before is still waiting for us I consider you lucky.

For the theme of this fic We took it from the personality of one of our friends who is "He likes to think about things on his own." That is, he is a person who thinks about things so that they are different from reality, so much so that sometimes we have to say "Hey, don't think too much." But when I sit and think about it... The factors that make people think too much also come from the people around them.

If the people around you never say anything that makes others think too much, that person probably won't think anything of his own, right?

oh !!!! Do you all remember Yamamoto's birthday fic from last year? There are some

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I've talked a lot and I think readers will get bored. Haha. So...

"See you again on Hibari's birthday ^^"

THANKS :

Thank you for the beautiful article theme ^^

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