After setting Sonoko's gift aside, Ai stepped forward. Their eyes met, and Ai's delicate earlobes turned slightly red. She took out a gift from behind her back and handed it to Kouyu: "This is for you."
For a moment, Kōyū was stunned. When Ai saw that Kōyū didn't reach out to take the gift, she frowned and said, "If you don't want it, then forget it!"
Her earlobes turned even redder, and Kōyū quickly took the gift from Ai's hands: "Yes, of course I want it! If I don't take Ai's things, I'll really be struck by lightning!"
Ai felt a little embarrassed by what she heard, and she quickly went to Ran's side to help her.
Conan nudged Kōyū with his elbow: "The stench of love, tsk tsk."
Holding the gift Ai had given him, Kōyū looked Conan up and down and said, "A single dog like you wouldn't understand."
After saying that, he left. Conan pouted and said, "I'm not single, it's just... I just haven't confessed yet."
Happy birthday, Kwangyu!
"Bang, bang!" Everyone fired the salute, and the office was filled with confetti. Then Xiaolan said, "Well then, let's get started!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kōyū grabbed the nearest cake and, with a serious expression, slapped it onto Conan's face on his left, the movement practiced and smooth: "Let Conan try the first bite..."
As the saying goes, good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished. Before Kōyū could finish speaking, Ai smeared cream all over his face. Ai chuckled and said, "I think you should try it too, Kōyū. It tastes really good."
Kōyū wiped the cream off his eyes, then grabbed a piece of cake and threw it at Conan's face. Conan, covered in cream, stood frozen in his chair, stammering, "I didn't do this to you! I freaking..."
Conan was speechless; he was just caught in the crossfire. Kōyū pursed his lips; he couldn't possibly hit Ai after Ai had hit him, and Conan just happened to be there, so he just lent a hand.
"Knowing the truth, tears welled up in my eyes..." Conan also realized this, and felt like crying but couldn't. Damn it, he was celebrating someone else's birthday, but ended up getting his face covered in cream.
Conan stuck out his tongue and licked the cream off his lips.
but.
The taste is not...
"Smack!"
Another cake drew Conan's attention. Conan wiped the cream off his eyes and nostrils with both hands: "Even a clay figure has a temper!"
"Smack!"
Lao Tzu said: "You may not be used to something the first time, or the second time, but you will eventually get used to it the third or fourth time."
Through the thick layer of cream on Conan's face, Kōyū saw Conan's utterly dejected expression and sighed, "I'm sorry, Conan."
"Smack."
"But it was really fun."
For a moment, the birthday party seemed to turn into a cream fight, and everyone was having a great time. Uncle Mori, being of advanced age, watched the children's antics from a distance with a can of beer in hand and did not stop them: "It's so good to be young."
Even Ai, who usually has a cold expression, was more cheerful today, which left Kōyū speechless several times.
The birthday party lasted until almost 10 p.m., leaving behind a huge mess. Everyone was a bit tired today, and Uncle Mori was slightly drunk, so they decided to leave the mess there for now and clean it up later.
After washing up, Conan lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling and smiled: "Although today's process was a bit frustrating, overall it was still great."
"But when will I be able to recover...?"
Under a full moon and twinkling stars, Kwang-woo, dressed in pajamas, lay half-reclined on a lounge chair on the rooftop of his office building, with the gifts he had received that day laid out on the table beside him.
Kwang-woo cherished the fact that this was the first time he had received a gift between two different occasions in his life. He deliberately saved the gifts until the end of the party, intending to open these meaningful presents under the beautiful night view.
A night breeze blew by, lifting a strand of her bangs slightly. Her smile was full of meaning, her deep gaze fixed on the distance before turning to the gift beside her.
Kōyū reached out and picked one up, stroking the pink wrapping of the gift: "It's for Ayumi and the others."
He was very careful, afraid of damaging the packaging. The gifts gradually revealed their true nature, and Guangyou couldn't help but smile when he saw them.
“Draw it.”
The gift from Ayumi and the other two was a painting, a painting of everyone. To be honest, it wasn't very well painted, and each person could only be identified by certain features. But Kōyū could tell that the three of them had painted very seriously. The quality of the painting was not important; the sentiment behind it was already very precious.
The painting was framed, and Guangyou touched the somewhat cheap-looking frame: "They really put their heart into it."
Unwrapping Conan's blue gift, Kōyū found that Conan's gift to him was two tickets to a concert by a currently popular band. Suddenly, Kōyū smiled, amused that Conan was very perceptive and had given him tickets for a couple.
Sonoko gave him an expensive cell phone, Ran gave him a pair of limited-edition blue and red Nike shoes, and the older man gave him a winning lottery ticket.
Kōyū couldn't help but purse his lips: "This uncle is really... Wow, he actually won 10,000 yen. This must be the highest lottery prize he's ever won. Wait, has he ever won anything?"
Stopping his thoughts, Kōyū focused his attention on the last gift, a lavender-colored package given to him by Ai. He had deliberately saved this gift for last.
Guangyou carefully picked up the gift and carefully unwrapped it. Inside the gift box was another lavender-colored gift box with white decorations.
In the most prominent position on the gift box was a capsule image, with a line of white text below that read "Happy Birthday." Upon seeing this, Kōyū laughed out loud: "So, even A-Drug has become Ai-chan's signature image? How interesting."
Upon opening the gift box, Guangyou smiled again. Inside was a sweater, a black sweater, which, when unfolded, had some simple decorations.
Some details on the sweater indicated that it was hand-knitted. Thinking of this, Guangyou shook his head: "This girl."
“But I really like it.” Kwang-yu folded the sweater back up and put it back into the gift box.
With his hands behind his head, legs crossed, and eyes half-closed, he gazed at the distant night sky, feeling the cool night breeze. After a while, Guangyou got up and stretched: "Time to go to sleep. I have to go to school tomorrow."
...
"Kuangyou! Conan! Ms. Kobayashi called me and said there was an earthquake this morning, so the school is closed for the day!"
While washing up in the bathroom, Kōyū wasn't surprised at all by Ran's words. He spat out the water, responded, and wiped the toothpaste residue from his mouth.
Japan experiences minor earthquakes every three days, and Guangyou has completely gotten used to it during his time here. It's no exaggeration to say that many people can calmly eat instant noodles even when they feel a noticeable tremor.
If it's a major earthquake, then you still have to run. With that thought in mind, Kwangyu pushed open the bathroom door. When he saw the scene in the living room, Kwangyu smacked his lips and said, "I think it's better to go to school."
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