[ He stares at the jewel for a moment, not because he's cautious, but because he wants to have the memory in his head before he takes it in his hands. A memory of love and time, huh? Love and time… okay. He can do that. He reaches out at last and holds it delicately in his hands, holding it close to his heart in almost a prayer fashion as he relives a time when his hometown wasn't pillaged.
The vision is filled, first, with party balloons, and a half-eaten birthday cake with six whole birthday candles on top of it. In front of him is a present that he can't open just yet because a lovely young lady with long cotton candy colored hair is telling him to "wait". She, in a very plain white dress that somehow still looks so pretty on her, with crystal clear pink eyes that match Mizuki's own, sits in front of him with a camera in her hands and a big smile.
"Okay," she says. "You can open it now!"
To say he "opened" it might be an understatement. Giggles fill the room as the young Mizuki rips and tears the neatly wrapped paper like he's instead sticking his hands into confetti and just throwing it around. Why unwrap it delicately? This is his birthday, and he's gonna make the biggest mess, damn it. Well, not really, because he doesn't want his mom to clean up too much, but he's just so excited about this gift. His mom seemed so thrilled about him opening it.
And it's easy to see why.
His mother isn't rich. This is a poor fishing town and she's nothing more than a local teacher. Single, with a kid, too? It's a wonder she was able to put food on the table, let alone afford nice things for herself and Mizuki. So when Mizuki unwraps what is very clearly a (used) GameBoy, Mizuki's eyes light up like stars, looking at his mom with… shock. Then excitement. Then disbelief. Then the absolute peak of joy and adoration.
Click.
The camera snaps a photo. Mizuki reaches in to pull out the small console and look over it. He's so thrilled about it, he barely has the time to realize and eventually ask: "What about the game?"
…
"Game?" his mother questioned, a somewhat worried look as she slowly lowered the camera.
"Yeah! So, this console plays little game cartridges. Which one did I get??"
There's a pause as his mom looks mortified, reaching her hand up to cover her mouth. She was probably thinking something along the lines of "oh, gods, I messed up" or "I should've had the store clerk help me" or something like that, but…
Mizuki just laughs again. Light, chime-like, sweet. He pushes aside the wrapping paper and dives into her anyway for a big hug. She frets briefly, saying that "We'll go pick one up for you next week, okay?" but the young jellyfish brushes it aside with a shake of his head.
"Thank you, Mama. I'm really happy!!"
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Mizuki's head nods and his hands droop after the memory ends, hardly able to keep it up. Whoa, this bout of sleepy hit him like a train?? Is that supposed to happen…??? Would the Trader be mad if he just dozed off in the chair…? ]
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The vision is filled, first, with party balloons, and a half-eaten birthday cake with six whole birthday candles on top of it. In front of him is a present that he can't open just yet because a lovely young lady with long cotton candy colored hair is telling him to "wait". She, in a very plain white dress that somehow still looks so pretty on her, with crystal clear pink eyes that match Mizuki's own, sits in front of him with a camera in her hands and a big smile.
"Okay," she says. "You can open it now!"
To say he "opened" it might be an understatement. Giggles fill the room as the young Mizuki rips and tears the neatly wrapped paper like he's instead sticking his hands into confetti and just throwing it around. Why unwrap it delicately? This is his birthday, and he's gonna make the biggest mess, damn it. Well, not really, because he doesn't want his mom to clean up too much, but he's just so excited about this gift. His mom seemed so thrilled about him opening it.
And it's easy to see why.
His mother isn't rich. This is a poor fishing town and she's nothing more than a local teacher. Single, with a kid, too? It's a wonder she was able to put food on the table, let alone afford nice things for herself and Mizuki. So when Mizuki unwraps what is very clearly a (used) GameBoy, Mizuki's eyes light up like stars, looking at his mom with… shock. Then excitement. Then disbelief. Then the absolute peak of joy and adoration.
Click.
The camera snaps a photo. Mizuki reaches in to pull out the small console and look over it. He's so thrilled about it, he barely has the time to realize and eventually ask: "What about the game?"
…
"Game?" his mother questioned, a somewhat worried look as she slowly lowered the camera.
"Yeah! So, this console plays little game cartridges. Which one did I get??"
There's a pause as his mom looks mortified, reaching her hand up to cover her mouth. She was probably thinking something along the lines of "oh, gods, I messed up" or "I should've had the store clerk help me" or something like that, but…
Mizuki just laughs again. Light, chime-like, sweet. He pushes aside the wrapping paper and dives into her anyway for a big hug. She frets briefly, saying that "We'll go pick one up for you next week, okay?" but the young jellyfish brushes it aside with a shake of his head.
"Thank you, Mama. I'm really happy!!"
…
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Mizuki's head nods and his hands droop after the memory ends, hardly able to keep it up. Whoa, this bout of sleepy hit him like a train?? Is that supposed to happen…??? Would the Trader be mad if he just dozed off in the chair…? ]