#¶ Ryoma Hoshi ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᵀᵉᶰᶰᶦˢ ᴾᶫᵃʸᵉʳ ¶

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    Kiibo and Hoshi weren’t friends. They weren’t enemies by any means but they almost never spoke. Kiibo however, whilst being incredibly naive, could not be called unobservant. In Hoshi’s case, he got the feeling that he was sad, depressed, or just empathetic. He wasn’t really sure, perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps it was all in his imagination, but he had learned a lot from those around him, Saihara and Akamatsu specifically. He had learnt that it felt good to help people. Kiibo didn’t know specifically what he could do to help the small man, but he at least wanted to try.

    And then a thought occurred to him, something that only Kiibo could do.

He found Hoshi that night, alone in his room as expected, and taking a metaphorical gulp, he spoke up.

    “Ah...Ryoma-san, if it is not to much trouble...I would like to show you something. It will not be far, just outside will be fine...though, you will need to get on my shoulders. If that is not a problem?”