The Night Before the Sports Festival

A submission for the weekly short-short note project

Foreword
A "Honwaka (warm and fuzzy) Typhoon"—a phrase that makes you smile just hearing it.
But what if such a typhoon really existed?
This is a mysterious story about a "child's intuition" that no one believes,
eventually leading to a quiet truth.

Main Text
The forecast says a "Honwaka Typhoon" is approaching tomorrow.

Mitsuru-kun, who was sipping his miso soup, accidentally spat it out.

"What are you doing?"
"Because they said a Honwaka Typhoon is approaching."
"The weather forecast wouldn't say something like that."
"They really did say it."
"Yes, yes, just eat your breakfast."

His mother laughed it off, but
Mitsuru-kun couldn't shake the feeling.

He asked his friends on LINE.
—Did you see the evening weather forecast? What did they say about the typhoon?

He asked several people, but all that came back was the word "typhoon."
No one heard "Honwaka."

Even so, Mitsuru-kun had definitely heard it.

He was so bothered by it that he couldn't sleep even when night fell.

And then, morning came.
The wind was a little strong, but it wasn't raining.
It seemed the sports festival would go ahead as planned.

Just to be sure, Mitsuru-kun checked the weather forecast one more time.
This time, with his busy mother watching too.

—The typhoon is expected to become a tropical depression tonight.

"Mitsuru, you'll be late for school. Come on, your gym clothes and water bottle!"

At school, Mitsuru-kun talked about the "Honwaka Typhoon" too.
But no one other than Mitsuru-kun had heard it.

—Was it just a mishearing? Or perhaps...

In that night's newspaper, there was a small article in the weather forecast column.

"Honwaka Typhoon Approaching"

Mitsuru-kun's story was true. (577 characters)

Afterword
Something that no one else believes, but you alone definitely felt.
That is surely a small miracle received by yourheart's antenna.
Perhaps the Honwaka Typhoon is passing through the sky somewhere today,
tickling people's hearts with its gentle breeze.🍃
※This story is a work of fiction.

I wrote this for the weekly short-short note prompt.
Thank you for the prompt.