Midoriya sat with his cheek resting on his hand, covering his mouth a little. He read the kind words his friend had written in response to his question.
I don't have any prized possessions. Then again, maybe my childhood memories with my mother are my treasure.
By that logic, the number of treasures I own have increased. It's increasing. As I talk with Midoriya, it'll keep increasing.
Thank you for that.
Midoriya felt his face heating up over the last bit. This is a first. It's good that he's not using bulletpoints anymore, but...even though I am happy, I wonder why I feel so embarrassed...