Fan Translation:
"Hurry up, Daybit! We will never get another chance like this!"
He calls out to me, his breathless voice not hiding his anticipation and excitement.
"Apparently, it's going to clear up in 5 minutes. My, it looks just like the eye of a typhoon!"
I happened to be in the hallway when he rushed out of his room. He took my hand and broke into a run, all the while explaining the situation to me.
A band of light in the dark space.
He was contented gazing at the aurora spreading through the sky from the beginning to the end.
His happy feelings were for himself, the friend next to him, as well as the little friend he had left far behind, but never forgot.
"I was born to see many beautiful things."
The word "born" must have been a metaphor for something.
Perhaps his sense of values has died once, and then revived.
The desire born at that time became his driving force.
When Daybit understood that, he also started talking about his own feelings.
We had an enjoyable conversation and talked about our dreams.
As different as they were, we do not deny the other's methods and ideas. We simply laughed at each other while saying "Would be nice if I could do that."
A 5-minute astronomical observation.
Just like the boy's time.
