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"Well, it's about time for me to go help my big brother..." Takeda Yuzo, who was the last to drink, staggered to his feet. He barely held onto the wall and walked out, still talking confidently. Unfortunately, it was a pity that no one could understand what he was saying. This man was completely drunk, and no one knew whether he would help his big brother or make things worse.
The lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Fujiwara Yu looked at the mess on the dining table, bent down and took the initiative to help Shioya Miyuki clean up. While cleaning up the debris, he muttered in his heart: If there weren't other people around, they would have used their abilities to wipe it all out.
Perhaps because he relied too much on the power of wind when cleaning on a daily basis, Fujiwara Yu actually felt a little sore in the waist after helping to clean.
He walked to the courtyard and sat down after making sure there was no dust on the wooden floor. He looked up at the moon in the night sky. It seemed brighter than the one seen in the big city, and the stars became clearer.
April 1st?
He hasn't experienced the feeling of a birthday since graduating from the police academy.
When Fujiwara Yu thought about the surprise he received when he woke up in the morning, his tense mood gradually relaxed.
He remembered a sentence he had seen before: When you miss someone, just look up at the sky. No matter how far away we are, we are always under the same sky.
However, when you really miss someone, looking up at the sky and realizing that that person is not by your side will only intensify the longing and will not alleviate it at all.
Fujiwara Yu took out the black amulet she carried with her from her arms. Five years ago, on his birthday, he received a hot lemon black tea cake made by her. If she had not left then, would they be celebrating together now?
bite.
Suddenly, an email notification sound came from the phone.
After seeing the content of the email, he smiled helplessly.
[White: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Mr. Clare, I deserve to die!]
The next piece of content is about using three-color glutinous rice balls to build something that looks like a cake, and the caption is: I wish Mr. Clare to complete his task as soon as possible and have a happy birthday!
"……Oh."
This is a nice blessing.
Destroying the organization is what he should do most now.
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