[The park is exactly the same way Minato remembers it, even amid whispers of CERES stock prices and malfunctioning machinery. He's neither early nor late, arriving just on time with his hands lodged into his pockets and a face that betrays nothing about how he feels.
He's conflicted. Minato's spent at least an hour just lying on his bed after finally making his way to Shiho's and Kaoru's apartment, reflecting on his conversation with Naoto most of all. Was it really right for him to keep something like this a secret? He honestly hadn't thought much about his death the first time around and had kept it a secret then as revealing it was unnecessary, and it's only now that he's realizing how unfair it is to Yu, who hasn't don't anything to merit his silence.
Yet as he comes close to the tree he stops to look up at its leaves, wistfully wishing that things could be like they always were even as he calls out to Yu.]
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He's conflicted. Minato's spent at least an hour just lying on his bed after finally making his way to Shiho's and Kaoru's apartment, reflecting on his conversation with Naoto most of all. Was it really right for him to keep something like this a secret? He honestly hadn't thought much about his death the first time around and had kept it a secret then as revealing it was unnecessary, and it's only now that he's realizing how unfair it is to Yu, who hasn't don't anything to merit his silence.
Yet as he comes close to the tree he stops to look up at its leaves, wistfully wishing that things could be like they always were even as he calls out to Yu.]
Hey.