Bloom Seven

[awokentospring]

[The writing is slower than usual; thoughtful or maybe a little unsure at times. However, it is undeniably Spring's writing and holds more sincerity than his previous halting journal entries have in the more recent past.]So many new things have come up lately. It is sad to see the animals dying, but the Wilderness seems to have taken a better

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...I could have sworn I replied to this.

[spandexisyouth]

I... I cannot say what is best to call you. You must go with what you wish to be called.

It's okay! Took me forever to respond anyway >.>

[awokentospring]

What I wish? But that is--

Actually, I have a request. One specifically for you.

[spandexisyouth]

You need only ask.

[awokentospring]

Then. "Son."

I would very much like to hear you call me that again. If you would not mind.

[spandexisyouth]

[The pen rests here as Gai considers this.]

I would be honored to call you my son.

[awokentospring]

Thank you, Gai-sensei! Father. Dad.

[spandexisyouth]

You are welcome, my son.