The Philosophy of Yuri

Chapter 1b: Fireworks

Today has been a very busy, very fulfilling day. I've never seen anyone as happy as Yuri was today; not even Sayori. Even though I'm exhausted, I still feel this drive to make her happy. I'll just feel it in full effect tomorrow.

The two of us walk back to my house after a long, long, long day. Never before have I been so mellow about coming home after being on my feet all day. Sure, it felt nice to be back home, but I still want more time with Yuri.

I slump down on the couch, barely even turning to my side. Yuri just watches me and giggles. I glance back at her in the most bemused look I can muster in my tired state. She sits on the couch across from me.

"How are you not tired?"

"Tired? I feel amazing! The best I've felt in a while, actually," she said, playing with her hair while looking away from me.

It's always adorable to see her like this. I can't quite place my finger on why, but everytime I see her, I feel my heart leap for joy. Every little thing Yuri does, whether it be her shy smiles, her curious glances, or her entranced look whenever she's occupied, makes me happy.

If only I wasn't so damned tired or lazy, then I would walk over to her and sit next to her. You know what, screw it.

I get up from the comfort of my couch and start walking towards her. My legs feel like jelly from walking all day. I almost make it before I feel my leg starting to buckle. Oh shi-

Thud

"Anon! Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself? Where are your bandages?" Yuri gasps.

I struggle to play off the pain getting up. I metaphorically and physically brush myself off.

"I'm fine Yuri, that really just hurt my last shred of dignity," I say, half lying.

Well, if I wasn't going to feel it tomorrow, I'm definitely going to now. Love hurts.

I plop down on the couch next to Yuri, acting as smooth as ever.

"'Sides, the floor's comfy this time of year!"

Yuri giggles at my foolish display. I laugh alongside her, planning my future as a clown. I would devote everything I have to her if it means I get to hear her precious laugh everyday. We both come down from cloud 9, slowly laughing out all of our laughs. There's a happy feeling in the air. Maybe now is the right time.

"Hey, uh, Yuri... did you have fun today?"

Yuri answers almost immediately.

"Yes! I mean, uuu, yes, quite so Anon. I think you were right about what you said earlier..."

"What did I say earlier?" I ask, failing to bring back any memory of this morning.

"I believe you said 'Are you ready for the best day of your life?', or something to that effect, is that right?"

"Oh, I did say that, didn't I?"

"If memory serves, yes. Well, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that today definitely was the best day of my life. And it's all thanks to you,"

Yuri embraces me in a hug, shaking quite a bit. I think they're out of pure joy and happiness. I love this feeling. The feeling of making her happy brings me unparalleled joy. I decide that it is, indeed, the right time.

Just as I go to ask, I notice something shooting up into the sky. A firework! The festival totally slipped my mind. I can't help but forget about my pain and run up to the sliding glass door. Yuri follows behind me, joining me by my side.