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"Menma, what's wrong with you!"

Jinta knelt on the ground and helped Menma up.

Menma lay in his arms, looking up at him.

"It seems that Menma's wish has come true."

"What are you talking about! Not yet! Aren't you still here?!"

Mianma did not answer him directly.

"Jinta, I remember now."

"What are you thinking about?"

"I remembered... what I promised Jinta's mother."

"Mother?"

Jinta's expression froze for a moment.

His mother died when he was young.

What did Menma promise her mother?

"This happened before my mother passed away. My mother told me, Jinta, that this child has never cried since I was hospitalized."

The scene cuts to that hospital room from many years ago.

Jinta's mother leaned against the pillow; her complexion was already quite bad.

Mianma sat on the edge of the hospital bed, swinging her legs back and forth.

"That child is so sensible."

Jinta's mother seemed to be talking to herself, or perhaps to Menma.

She told Menma that Jinta had never cried since he was hospitalized, which made him very worried.

"He's probably been holding on because I've become like this."

That's what Mom said.

Menma agreed to Jinta's mother's request at that time.

"Menma will definitely make Jinta cry!"

But when she was little, Menma didn't know how to make Jinta cry.

If you can't figure it out yourself, why not just get everyone to help?

Anmei is very smart, Yukiatsu is also very smart, Tsuruko and Popo are also very smart.

If we all think together, we're sure we can come up with a solution!

She then called everyone together, hoping to ask for their help.

Mianma kept rambling on and on.

It turns out that the gathering that time was actually for noodles!

At this point, the foreshadowing has been resolved!

"Is it because Menma kept this a secret from Jinta that she's suffering the consequences...?"

Mianma said.

"It's not retribution at all!"

Renta retorted.

"No matter when or what the reason, I will go to our secret base!"

Jinta couldn't hold back his tears, and the eyes of the viewers in front of the screen also began to well up with tears.

"Waaaaah, so that's why Menma is like this!"

"Menma is such a cute angel! Menma, ahhhhh!"

"I can't take it anymore, why do they have to release the last episode on Sunday? I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Jinta, you're crying." Menma reached out and stroked Jinta's face.

"But... Menma still likes Jinta's smiling face. Isn't it time to say goodbye...?"

"No! Wait a little longer!"

Renta suddenly realized what was happening.

"Just telling me isn't enough. I want to see you. I've always wanted to see you, to call your name, and to tell you that I like you."

Renta picked up the noodles and started to walk out.

"But we're all the same...we all like you, we all want to see you again! We're all waiting for you, waiting for us, in our secret base!"

Jinta carried Menma out the door without even having time to change his own shoes.

He ran as fast as he could, and he could feel the numbness on his back getting lighter and lighter.

He didn't want to realize it; he just kept walking, trying to get back to the secret base as quickly as possible.

Let's go back to where the dream began, the place everyone was waiting for.

boom--!

The door to the secret base was opened, and everyone was there, clearly having waited for a very long time.

Jinta was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat. "Everyone, Menma... Menma..."

He turned his head away.

His back was completely empty.

"Menma!! Menma!!"

He can't see the noodles anymore!

"Hurry up and get it out, it's too spicy!"

Realizing that her face was about to disappear, she forced back her tears and said.

"This...this is hide-and-seek!"

Jinta was stunned upon hearing this.

He didn't understand why Mianma suddenly wanted to play hide-and-seek, but before he could figure it out, his body had already instinctively rushed out of the hut.

Everyone followed and chased after them, until finally only Menma was left standing alone in the base.

"It's...not done yet."

"I haven't had a proper chance to say goodbye to everyone..."

Mianma forced herself to cheer up and began to write a letter.

At this moment, Mianma just wanted time to slow down.

"Wait for me a little while... it'll be ready soon..."

She still had so much to say.

She wanted to tell Yukiatsu that he was actually very beautiful when he dressed as a woman, and that he had a pure and beautiful heart.

That's why I like Yukiatsu the most because he works hard at everything.

She wanted to tell Anming that he was very reliable and gentle. When she was with Anming, Mianma became even more affectionate.

That's why I like the reliable Xiao An the most.

She wanted to tell Tsuruko that Tsuruko always treated Menma very kindly, so if Menma could be reincarnated, she would want to be like Tsuruko.

Because I like the gentle Tsuruko the most.

She wanted to tell Bobo that she was really sorry for leaving him with such terrible memories.

But it was precisely because Bobo was watching over me that Menma felt at ease, because I love the funny Bobo the most.

The group accompanied Jinta until dawn, but they still couldn't find Menma.

Sure enough, the noodles were already...

Just as everyone was about to give up, they found five letters near the ground.

This is... a piece of paper from a diary.

And the characters were written with a rough texture!

At that very moment, the background music "secret base ~ everything you gave me" started playing.

I can never forget the late summer we spent together.

Dreams and grand aspirations for the future

I believe we will meet again in August ten years from now.

That most beautiful memory...

The five of them unfolded the letter, and in an instant, tears welled up in their eyes.

To Tsuruko: I really like Tsuruko, who is a very gentle person.

To Xueji: I really like Xueji's tireless efforts.

To Bobo: I really like the fun and interesting Bobo.

To Anming: I really like the earnest and reliable Anming.

To Jinta: I like Jinta very much. My liking for Jinta is the kind of liking that makes me want to marry you and be your bride.

Below the main stage of the comic convention, the cries of the mourners were indistinguishable from one another.

The girls in the first row bent over, burying their heads between their knees, their shoulders shaking incessantly.

The boy in the third row took off his glasses and wiped his face with his sleeve, one in front of the other.

A muscular man in the back row turned around, but he turned so wide that people around him could see his flushed face.

A strange young woman silently took out a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it to the man. He took it, opened his mouth several times but couldn't manage a proper thank you.

Volunteers pushed carts back and forth around the crowd, quietly placing tissues and electrolyte water in each row.

"I made it..."

On the screen, Mianma sat down against the old camphor tree.

Her hands were almost completely transparent as she looked at the five people not far away, clutching letters and weeping uncontrollably.

"Menma said goodbye to everyone properly this time, she's already..."