A little short sequel~

Enjoy.

Bells rung as a large brown door opened. A woman in her early 30's walked in. Her long, wavy, brown hair and her luscious lips caught the eyes of many men, even women, as soon as she entered the room. Gazes stared at her, up and down, and they all ignored the ring that bore her ring finger. Whispers were thrown at each other wondering if she was a famous person or not, because she had the aura of a famous person. That day, she wore light brown brimmer hat along with a white cardigan over a short red dress and red heels. She almost debated on wearing clothes similar to the last time she came to see him.

Taki, in his work uniform that consisted of a blue vest over a white button up and black slacks that were covered by a black apron, put down the tea that the table he was at ordered, told them to enjoy their drinks, then turned around and went to greet the customer with a smile, "Welcome to Itomor-" he stopped his tracks as soon as he saw the beautiful woman before him. "Aaah!" He said with a wide grin, "Okudera-senpai!"

Miki Okudera smiled as she waved at the older, muscular Taki. "Hey, it's been a while! Please drop the 'senpai', we're adults now."

Taki nodded as he ushered her to an empty table, "A while? It's been yearrrss Okudera-san! Let's see," he started counting his fingers, "It's been seven years to be exact! My café has been opened for two years now."

Miki nodded, "I've been busy, sorry I haven't came to see you."

Taki shook his head, "It's no problem at all," he said with a smile as he handed her the menu.

Miki took the menu then looked around the room. She gazed at the wonderful designs of Itomori and then landed her gaze on him. He has certainly grown more into an adult since the last time she saw him. He has gotten a more muscular build, hair was cut a little shorter, and he had some facial hair upon his still goofy face. The most noticeable change that she saw was his smile. It has certainly become a more cheerful smile since the last time she parted ways with him. She then noticed the shiny band he had on his ring finger. When she saw how happy he was now, she recalled her last words she said to him when she left.

"You be happy someday too."

She smiled as she thought about how much times have changed, and even she, herself, has changed.

"You've certainly become happy, Taki-kun," she said as she opened the menu.

Taki nodded, "Indeed I have, Okudera-san. I still recall those words you have said to me back then, and seeing how miserable I was then to now astonishes me. How did I ever get so lucky?" He looked to the cashier stand and stared lovingly at Mitsuha, who was giving change to a customer.

Miki's gaze followed his gaze, "That must be her?" She said, referring to the ring he bore.

Taki nodded, "Yeah, she's my wife, Mitsuha. Hey," he said with a wide grin, "I'd like to actually introduce you two." Taki stared at Mitsuha for a few more seconds and she caught his gaze after she thanked the customer. Blushing, she smiled at Taki. Taki smiled back as he waved for her to come over. She nodded and asked Sayaka to cover for her then walked towards him.

Once she arrived, Taki held her hand in his, "Honey," he said to Mitsuha as he gestured towards Miki, "This is my senpai from a long time ago, when I used to work in that café I was telling you about."

Mitsuha smiled, "Hello, I am Mitsuha Tachibana," she then shook Miki's hand, "Nice to meet you."

Miki smiled back at them, "Nice to meet you too, I'm Miki Okudera. I see you have done good with the clueless Taki from a long time ago," she added a wink at the end. Both Taki and Mitsuha blushed at that comment.

"Indeed she has!" Butted in Sayaka as she walked by with a tray of drinks, "I remember meeting him for the first time, he was sooooo awkward!"

"Saya-chan!" Hushed Mitsuha. Sayaka replied with a smile and walked away. As she walked, Miki noticed something on Sayaka's apron.

Upon her black apron was a sewing of flowers. Miki couldn't help but think back to when Taki sewed her ripped skirt.

"Did you do that, Taki?" she asked, pointing at the apron.

Taki shook his head, "I can't sew, even if it was to save my life. However, Mitsuha is an expert! She did that for Sayaka-chan after she accidentally ripped it from stumbling on the edge of the table."

"Really?" asked a confused Miki, "I remember you did the same exact thing for me when I got my skirt cut by that douchebag at the café a long time ago..."

"I don't recall that moment, Okudera-san... Are you mistaken?"

Miki stared at Mitsuha, just how exactly did Taki do the same exact thing for her but he can't sew, but Mitsuha can... It just didn't fit the puzzle she had in her mind.

"Never mind, forget about it," Miki said as she waved it off, "It was a long time ago, I must not be remembering correctly..."

Taki shrugged, "It's been a while, I don't blame you."

Mitsuha let go of Taki's hand, "I have to get back to work now, both of you. Nice to meet you Okudera-san." Mitsuha bowed.

Taki nodded in agreement, "Don't work too hard honey, I wouldn't want you fainting from exhaustion. Don't forget the doctor said to take it easy."

Mitsuha smiled, "I'm fine honey, that's why I'm not a waitress at this moment." She then walked away towards the cashier stand.

"Sorry," said Miki as she watched Taki watch Mitsuha walk away, "I know it's none of my business but, is she okay?"

Taki gave her the biggest and brightest smile she has ever seen, "Mitsuha is fine, but she's about eight weeks pregnant. I just don't want her working too hard, I told her to stay home for a while but she insists on working until our baby is further developed."

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you so much, Okudera-san."

The two chatted for a little while longer and Miki ordered a milk tea. Taki took a break off of work to catch up with Miki. Throughout the past seven years, she has been travelling around the world with her husband and two children, a five-year-old boy and a three-year-old girl. Her husband is a high ranked business man so he often travels, bringing the family along. She was in town today to visit her family and they will be in town for a whole week.

Before they knew it, the sun was beginning to set and the shop was getting ready to close. It was a Sunday so they close their shop at seven P.M.

Taki stared astonished at the time his watch was telling him, "Were we talking for this long?!"

Mitsuha came to him and nodded, "I didn't want to bother you two, so me and Saya-chan took care of business."

Taki smiled lovingly at his wife, "You're the best, Mitsuha."

Miki stood up from her seat and noticed the empty place, "Well, I should get going too then. Nice to see you again Taki-kun, and nice to meet you Mitsuha-san." She walked towards Taki and gave him a hug, "I hope we meet again soon before my family and I leave."

Just then, the doors opened. A tall man walked in while carrying a little boy on his back. As soon as he got inside, he kneeled down and the child got off.

"Mama!" shouted the boy as he happily ran towards Sayaka and gave her a hug, "Daddy and me miss you so much mama!"

Sayaka smiled, "Aw sweetie, mama missed you and daddy too. Were you a good boy today?"

The little boy happily nodded as Sayaka carried him into her arms.

The little boy was the child of Katsuhiko and Sayaka, he was now two years old. Both Katsuhiko and Sayaka work at the café but they each alternate when to come to work. Sometimes, they would both come to work and leave their son with their parent's or bring him in to play at the shop. At the time the café opened, the two couldn't come to congratulate them because their child was born that same exact day, so it was two blessings in one day.

Taki and Mitsuha smiled at the small family, excited to start their own soon.

"Actually," said Taki, "Okudera-san, how about your family join us for dinner. It will be great!"

She nodded as a reply, "Sounds like a great plan, I'll go home and get my family ready. Where will we be meeting?"

Taki smiled, "We can meet here at nine, you may not know this but," Taki flexed his arms and raised them above his head, "I am actually a great cook. I've learned countless of things while building this shop and working at this shop."

"Then," Miki chuckled, "I'll look forward to it. See you later."

Miki then walked out. The rest of the night was filled with laughter, love, enjoyment, and memories. That Sunday was a memorable Sunday to remember, as everyone became closer to each other and shared a day of their lives with each other.

The next day, up on their wall under the fancy sign of "Itomori-Musubi Café", was a polaroid picture of the whole group. That one picture started the hope for Taki and Mitsuha, in which they hope to fill up that side with pictures that show happiness and connection. The meaning of their café was to connect people, and show that Itomori will never be gone from their hearts.

Taki smiled as he decided to put a nail into the wall and hung up the polaroid camera.

"This way," he said as he went to put an arm around Mitsuha's waist, "Others can connect, and show that they were here, at this shop, at that moment, spending time with each other. Their pictures that they want to take and put on the wall will remain here, so that they will never forget that they were once here with the people in that certain picture. Musubi: connecting people."

Mitsuha smiled and kissed Taki's cheek, "I love the idea, honey."

Taki embraced his wife lovingly, "And I love you, honey." He then gave her a kiss.

"I love you too," replied Mitsuha, "Now, let's open up the shop."

Taki nodded.

Itomori-Musubi Café.

Now Open.