Three Days of Happiness

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is true.
What a fool I am.
I’d lived alone all my life to avoid feeling like this.
I should have just trusted in myself to the end.
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I went to the bridge by the station, carefully folded Himeno’s letter
into a paper plane, and threw it toward the river which reflected
the light from the buildings. It hovered in the air for some time, but
it eventually touched the water and sank.
Then I took out the money-filled envelope I was going to give
Himeno, and distributed it bill by bill to passersby.
People’s reactions varied. For those who looked at me dubiously,
there were also those who thanked me with an obsequious smile
and took off.
For those who definitively turned it down and pushed it back at me,
there were those who asked for more.
“You should stop this,” said indifferent Miyagi, tugging my sleeve.
“I’m not bothering anyone, am I?”, I replied, brushing her hand
away.
The money was gone in no time. I even took money out of my own
wallet. I gave away everything down to the 1000-yen bills.
Once I had nothing left to give out, I stood right in the middle of the
street.