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     After winning the match in a very miserable condition. 2v4, if it weren’t for Shu and Selen, your team wouldn’t be able to secure a place in the semi-finals.

     “NIJISANJI EN” registered his name in a virtual e-sport tournament with a team consisting of Finana Ryugu, Selen Tatsuki, Rosemi Lovelock, Shu Yamino, Uki Violeta, and you, NIJISANJI EN solo liver. Five rosters and one substitute, with Fulgur as the team coach and Elira as the team manager — just a formality.

     Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and drooped their stiff shoulders, realizing how tense they had been during the games.

     Except you. Your right hand still gripped your mouse tightly until your nails turn white and your left hand fell limp beside the keyboard.

     There are many things you regret. Even if your team wins, it wasn’t a very good game for you. And as a player who has died too many times in the previous round, you have to admit that your gameplay was very sloppy and rushed.

     To be honest, you were annoyed at yourself for putting your team at a disadvantage. You wanted to cry, you felt pathetic. But in less than half an hour, you have to play for the last round of the quarter-finals.

     “Ah, I should have backed off,” Rosemi whined, slightly disappointed by what she did in the game before her agent died.

     “Uki, try not to be locked in the room,” Selen said, advising the psychic.

     Fulgur added, “Also, don’t rush.”

     “Noted,” Uki answered.

     “They actually messed up with the flash, especially the one who used Yoru.” Finana, who had been paying attention to the opponent as a substitute player, also commented.

     “She’s your senior, Finana! Mind your words!” Elira laughed when she reminded Finana, who apparently had just commented on her senior who was also a quite famous vtuber.

     “Oh, wait! Really?! Senpai, I’m sorry!!” The panicked Finana managed to make the whole team laugh out loud.

     “I guess Shu saved us then,” Rosemi chuckled after drinking her water.

     But Shu could only giggle, “Don’t give me too much credit, guys.”

     Waiting for the next game, the others decide to chat with each other while strategizing the gameplay for the next and final round of quarter-finals. Occasionally, they also greet their chats while joking. However, Shu realized something was wrong, especially with you.

     It’s like your mic was muted, but he could still hear your breathing. Shu glanced at the phone he was using to watch and monitor your stream and somehow noticed how your chat were being flooded with concerned comments.

     How were they not worried? Your avatar was still moving, but you were silent. Your fans started to send some “Are you okay?”s or “Earth to [Y/N]?”s chats, etc.

     “[Y/N]?”

     Hearing Shu called you in a worried tone, the entire voice chat fell silent.

     “Babe, are you still there?” Once again, Shu Yamino, your lover, asked in a worried tone.

     “W-what’s wrong?” Selen broke the silence.

     The chat of each liver was immediately filled with worried comments. Some of the chats, especially Shu’s chat, said something like, “Shu, go comfort your darling!” etc.

     You and Shu were actually just room apart. There was only one wall separating your studio and his. Therefore, if something happened, he could immediately rush over to you.

     Others chose silence. If they show their concern, they will only make their fans worry too. But suddenly…

     “[Y/N], I could hear your hitched breathes,” Shu said, ready to pause his stream.

     “Aww, they’re crying,” Selen cooed. “[Y/N], are you alright?”

     You tried to swallow your sobs. “I-I’m fine.” And you failed instantly.

     Finana, Selen, and Elira bursted out laughing, not to offend you, but because of how cute you sounded when you were crying and trying hard to speak.

     “My, my, [Y/N],” Fulgur chuckled in amusement. “What’s wrong? You’re upset because of the game?” Fulgur, with his coach title, also tried to comfort you and find where things were wrong with you.

     “I’m sorry for ruining the mood,” you sniffed, apologizing to the others and the chat.

     Your team immediately cried their nos and tried to make you feel better by praising your gameplay. They said that everything that happened in the previous rounds wasn’t not your fault at all. Your chat and the others’ also comfort you.

     “It’s okay, [Y/N]. You looked so cool earlier! Your aim was so crazy!” Rosemi tried to cheer you up.

     “But that was not too long since the game started.” You still feelt guilty.

     “No, no, no. [Y/N], it’s fine,” Selen declined your insecurities. “If you didn’t support me at the beginning, we might be done because it will stay a 2v5 game till the end.”

     “You’re telling me Rosemi and Uki will still die?!” Finana, who didn’t accept it, suddenly raised her voice when she heard Selen’s explanation.

     “WAIT, THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Selen screamed, making everyone laugh out loud. You started to giggle even though with sobs that can still be heard.

     “Chat, please cheer on [Y/N].” In the middle of chaos, with his calm voice, Uki told his chat to give you some words to make you feel better.

     “Guys, and chat, I’ll be mute for a moment. I need to check on them.” Shu asked permission from the others.

     “Y-you don’t have to. I’m fine now,” you mumbled, wiping your remaining tears.

     Trust me when I say Shu won’t believe you. He is your lover, so he will understand all the emotions you put out even just from your voice. “Nah-uh, I’ll go get some water for us too. I’ll be there in a second, wait for a bit.”

     Shu removed his headset and stood up. But before he left his studio, Shu approached his mic again. “Oh, and to [Y/N]’s chat, if [Y/N] suddenly goes mute, or their stream suddenly pauses or stops, that’s me. You don’t need to worry.”

     “I can mute myself!” you half-yelled at your boyfriend, making everyone giggle.

     “Just go and comfort her, lover boy,” Fulgur teased.

     And Shu went mute after saying, “On my way!!”

     “Babe?”

     After gently knocking on your door, Shu opened your studio door. You turned your gaming chair around and stared at him with your glassy eyes. “Have you muted and paused your stream?” he asked, glancing down at your monitor. Shu held out a glass of water for you.

     You nodded and took the glass from his hand. After drinking half of the water and put the glass on your desk, your hand immediately grabbed the clothes that Shu was wearing and pulled him closer. There was really nothing strange here. It was just that your instinct to get spoiled by Shu got stronger when you’re down.

     Shu didn’t said anything and just put his arms around you. You buried your face in his stomach. “Do you still want to continue the game?” Shu asked, pulling himself away from you a little. His voice was soft and almost a whisper. His hands never stop cradling your hair.

     That was when your tears ran down your cheeks again. You could only nod, answering your lover’s question. Shu didn’t even care that his clothes are wet because of your tears.

     “Then tell me what happened.” Shu pulled himself and slowly knelt before you. One of his hands helped you wipe your tears and the other hand gently caressed your thighs, comforting you. “Tell me what’s wrong. What’s upsetting my baby, hm?”

     You tried to control your sobbing. But after Shu asked with his sweet and gentle voice, you wanted to cry even more.

     “I’m just frustrated,” you admitted between your sobs. “I-I’m frustrated with myself. I’m sorry.”

     “Oh, babe…” Shu cooed. “You don’t have to say sorry.”

     Shu knew saying how cool and good you were during the game won’t comfort you. It will only make you more upset with yourself.

     “Baby, look at me.” Shu took your hands slowly and held them tightly. His thumb rubbed them gently, hoping it would calm you down.

     You mustered up the courage to look at him.

     “Listen, this is our first official esport tournament as NIJI EN, right?”

     “Mm-hm,” you nodded.

     “Well, you see. This kind of thing happens because everyone is under pressure, including you, including me. The anxiety, the nervousness, all those things distract us. You see, being too focused makes us overly tense and forget how to have fun. Even Selen and I feel pressured because this isn’t a normal Valorant stream we used to have where we can play as we please,” Shu explained.

     “I’m sorry I played rashly and carelessly earlier,” you mumbled, still trying so hard to not to cry again.

     “I told you; you don’t even have to worry about it.” Shu’s eyes never leave you, and he looked at you with so much love and patience. “You know it yourself that there is no right or wrong in this kind of games. Adapt yourself to the game and your team as comfortably as possible. In this game, what’s important is the result. It doesn’t matter if you die early or survive until the end. As long as you can win, that’s enough.”

     Shu released one of his hands and tucked some stray hairs behind your ear before he rubbed your cheek gently. “And you, you were so cool when you helped me and the others earlier. Your aim is crazy. If I’m someone else, I won’t believe that you just started Valorant after me.”

     You lowered your gaze. Insecurities hit you once again, assuming that Shu was only saying that to comfort you. But Shu’s hand gently made you look back at him.

     “No, no. Eyes on me. I’m telling you the truth.” Shu continued, “Even if you died earlier, we still won the game, right? And you contributed to that victory. You played an important role in the earlier rounds. Do you understand?”

     You nodded and wiped your tears for the last time. “I do,” you whispered. “Thank you, Shu.”

     “Don’t mention it,” he smiled as he handed you the rest of your drinking water.

     After making sure you were calm enough, Shu glanced to your chat which still seemed worried about you. “Well, let’s see…” the sorcerer read your chat quickly. “Looks like we’ve been gone for too long. Chat is starting to get more worried.”

     “Do you want to cry for a little bit more?” Shu once again looked at you and asked.

     You shook your head and rolled your gaming chair over to your desk. Shu also stood up, following you. Too tired of crying and realizing your voice was starting to get hoarse, you gulped down the remaining water that Shu had previously handed over to you.

     “Since we cannot have you upset—well, I personally can’t have my baby upset, do you want to switch up with Finana so you can have a break for the final rounds? I can have Elira arrange that for us.” Shu gave you a suggestion.

     “No, I want to play with you. I’m fine now,” you uttered, voice still cracking.

     “Alright then.” Shu wiped your last tears and kissed your forehead gently.

     You put your headset back on and tidied up your set. Shu helped you get ready and made sure you were completely okay. After turning your mic back on and continuing your stream, Shu stepped back a little to make room. “There you go.”

     You greeted your chat and apologized to them for waiting so long and worrying them. Of course, your chat was immediately filled with the “It’s fine,” or “Are you okay now?” comments.

     “Just go straight to the collab vc channel,” Shu stated, his voice audible to your viewers. “And [Y/N]’s chat, please comfort them in my place, okay?” Your chat was immediately flooded with obedient comments from your fans like, “Understood, Marshal!” or “Roger that, Shu!”

     “I’m okay now, Shu!” you whined.

     The sorcerer could only chuckle. “Yes, yes. I’ll take my leave now, babe. I can’t leave my chat alone too. Good luck.”

     Once again before he left your studio, Shu kissed the top of your head and ruffled your hair.

     “Mm-hm, good luck to you too, love.”

     “Eyyy!!!” Shu’s solid eys cut through the others’ conversations on the Discord channel.

     “Oh, you’re back!” Selen cheered.

     “Welcome back, Shu.” And Fulgur was welcoming the gamer back. “How is [Y/N]?”

     You went back into the voice call channel and turn on your microphone. “I’m fine now. I’m really sorry with a lot of things, especially how unprofessional I have been. I really messed up earlier. I’ll do my best from now on,” you uttered your apologies and explanations to your teammates with a hoarse voice.

     “You don’t have to worry about it,” Rosemi was welcoming you back with giggles.

     Likewise with the others, they started quarreling again while comforting you. And surely it managed to make you laugh. “Thank you guys. Please take a good care of me.”

     “Please take good care of us too, [Y/N],” Elira said between her giggles from the previous jokes the others made. “Anyway, Couch Ovid, what was the strategy again? Can you explain it to Shu and [Y/N]?” Elira continued, adding some tease for him.

     “Alright, alright.” Fulgur began to explain what he and the others had compiled. Thanks to the help of Selen’s “gamer brain,” everyone could devise a strategy that was fit for you and your lover. “So, [Y/N], I need you and Uki to focus on supporting Selen while Rosemi is supporting Shu. Is that okay?”

     “Mm-hm, I’m okay with that,” you confirmed.

     “Shu, just because you’re a predator, don’t you dare to forget that I’m currently your support!” Rosemi aggressively clicking on her mouse, knowing that Shu can easily win the game without any assists.

     “I know, I know,” Shu laughed. “Calm down, easy.”

     When everyone laughed at her malds, you realized someone doesn’t really say much. Until…

     “[Y/N].”

     Just as you were about to call her name, Selen preceded you. “Yeah?” you waited for the lunar dragon to speak.

     “Don’t feel overwhelm on this one, got it? Just enjoy it.”

     You were silent before Selen continued her sentence.

     “We don’t want you to have any regrets in the end. Swallow all such feelings and uneasiness. Whether or not we make it to the semi-finals is a later matter.” Now all fell silent. “Why are you guys so quiet?!” Embarrassed, Selen asked, half shouting.

     “Wow, those were the wisest words Selen ever said,” Uki stated.

     “For real,” Shu agreed with the psychic. Likewise with others.

     “Oh, shut it, will you?!” And that was a reaction that one could guess from Selen Tatsuki.

     Hearing their antics, you could only chuckle. You could hear Selen and Rosemi gasping because you finally laughed. The gloomy and gray atmosphere that had enveloped you and the others was immediately lifted.

     “There they are,” Shu cooed, chuckling sweetly to you. “That’s my baby’s sweet laughs.”

     You gasped when you heard Shu’s chuckles. His chuckle sounded light and soothing to your ears. But unfortunately, that moment had to be broken when Uki and Selen shouted for the two of you to get a room and followed by another laugh.

     “Alright, we can do it!” you told yourself while taking deep breaths to ease your nervousness. “Like what Shu said, there is no right or wrong in this game. Let’s just focus on winning this round and making it to the semi-finals.” And before you focusing yourself to the game, you glanced at your chat. “And do wish me luck, chat,” you whispered.

     Everything was running smoothly. In some levels, you and your team become a Team Ace. On another level, Shu and Selen were carrying the team by themselves. However, towards the final level, something unexpected happened.

     “The hell?!” Selen sneered when the enemy flashed her. It wasn’t long before the sound of Selen’s deafening screams pierced your ears and the others’. “WHAT THE HECK?!” Selen went mald when the enemy dinked her dead.

     The team was immediately in a panic. Selen was the team’s lead carry and your team currently doesn’t have any agent with any revival utility. Meanwhile, the team’s main carry, Shu, tried to stay calm when Selen’s tantrum almost dominated the voice chat channel.

     Panic came back to haunt you. You don’t know how this team would fare without its lead carry.

     “Babe, calm down.”

     “Ah!”

     Before you could lose your focus, Shu pulled you back from your reverie, making you gasp.

     “Selen, that’s fine. And Uki, take her position to carry the team with Shu,” Fulgur gave instructions to the remaining team players.

     You noticed how Selen kept apologizing and malding over her death in the game. Of course, panicking won’t solve the problem. You were wrecking your brain to find a way out of this problem. Your brain was constantly looking for alternatives to win this round.

     4v4 shouldn’t be so bad. Shu had already taken down one opposing player. Until something crossed your mind. Your brain managed to come up with a pretty brilliant idea. “Fuu-chan, will crossfiring help?”

     “But this map is not suitable for crossfiring.” Elira sounded worried.

     The position of the current map was very wide and had few places to hide. Being too far apart from the team might be one dumb way to lose.

     Fulgur seemed to be silent and thinking. He was trying to calculate the winning percentage if the team uses your idea.

     “One down.” Uki suddenly announced after he took down one enemy. “Four versus three,” he stated.

     “NICE, UKI!!!” Everyone cheered amidst the panic.

     Uki managed to reduce the risk of losing. The thing that Fulgur was worried about should lessen a bit. “Elaborate your idea, [Y/N].”

     You took a deep breath before speaking. “Simple! Uki and Rosemi are in the right position, stay there. And Shu—” You paused yourself when you heard your lover’s gun shots. You suddenly heard him hissed in annoyance. He must have just messed up with his aim, you guessed.

     “Shu, if it’s not too much for you, can you move away from Rosemi a little and find the right position to surround our three enemies?” you continued, asking a favor.

     “Nothing is too much for you, babe.” Shu immediately did what you asked.

     To be honest, you yourself know that Shu can shoot from anywhere. Without any strategy from you or others, he can easily win the game. He is a predator, even if he doesn’t want to admit it. However, even though it’s unlikely, what happened to Selen could also happen to Shu. You don’t want that to happen again, especially in a crucial moment to determine your team’s position in the tournament.

     “Thank you. And I’ll rotate and take the flank,” you stated your final strategy.

     “Wait, [Y/N], that’s too far and dangerous!” Finana strongly refuted your idea.

     Selen who couldn’t do anything anymore also pays attention to the strategy you proposed. “It’s fine,” she said. “Shu, Uki, and Rosemi are enough. The three of them had basically already surrounded the enemies. [Y/N], your intention was to cover the escape route, was it?”

     “You’re right!” You smiled as Selen understood the purpose of your plan. “Start firing!” You took your agent to the other side of the map as planned.

     “One down… Two down!” Shu raised his voice in excitement.

     The sound of other cheers sounded even louder. Your chat and the others’ started to hype with the possibility of your team winning.

     “Cypher tries to escape!” Rosemi shouted.

     Luckily, you made it to your proper position in time. You replaced your firearm with a knife and started attacking them. “WAIT, ACK! NO!!” you screamed. Unfortunately, you died because your aim was suddenly messed up due to panic.

     But not long after, an unexpected sight suddenly appears on your PC screen. “Nope!” Shu spoke, accompanied by the sound of bullets. “You killed my lover, senpai! You must die!”

     “OOOHHHH!!!!” Everyone cheered with joy and excitement when the word “WIN” appeared clearly on their respective screens. Chat went crazy and hysterical screams were heard filling the voice chat channel.

     You sighed in relief. Too tired with your overwhelming emotions, you chose to remain silent and hear the others’ triumphant cheers. You leaned back on your gaming chair and closed your eyes for a moment.

     “Babe your chat is filled with “#[Y/N]MVP”!!”

     Hearing Shu say so, you opened your eyes. Sure enough, your chat was flowing with the hashtag that your boyfriend just mentioned.

     “Check the Twitter too…?” you read one of your comments aloud. According to what your chat wanted, you grab your phone and opened blue bird app.

“DAMN, [Y/N] IS THE SAVIOUR OF THE TEAM!!”

“NO WAY, THAT’S SO COOL!! Y/N BASICALLY CARRIED THE WHOLE TEAM!!”

“[Y/N] MPV!!!!!!!!!!”

“THE WAY SHU AVENGE THEIR DEATH OMGGGGGG!!”

“SHU x [Y/N] THE ACE x MPV COUPLEEEEEE!! LETSGOOOOOO!!!”

     It made you want to cry again. No, not crying out of frustration like before, but because you were touched. “Why are our fans so sweet?” you cracked, making others laugh again.

     “Aww, you’re crying again,” Selen giggled.

     “That was a simple yet critical strategy. You two are something else,” Uki also commented.

     “That was a good save,” Fulgur sighed. “Nice job, [Y/N]!”

     Elira added, “Yeah, great job! Wow! Nobody uses Sage. We were too panicked by Selen’s death.”

     “I’M STILL HERE!” Getting called out, the owner of the name went mald once again.

     Meanwhile, Finana and Rosemi were still having fun celebrating the team’s victory and bragging about you being the MPV.

     “Wait, let me divert my voice chat with [Y/N] to dm vc.” Shu mumbled to himself. “[N/N]!!” After celebrating with his chat, the sorcerer switched your voice chat to personal and called you in a cheerful voice. “GG, babe!”

     Shu laughed happily. Hearing it makes your heart flutters. You got a lot of appreciation from your fans and teammates, but his appreciation is what you need the most.

     “Oh my God, chat, the legendary ace himself complemented me! Wow!” You didn’t completely fake your excitement. You were really happy at his complements.

     “Won’t you go to them and hug them for real?” Shu read one of his chat comments. “Babe, should I go there? Yaminions are right, I want to hug you and cuddle you and—”

     “Shu, stop!” you abruptly stop him before he can mention all the things he wants to do with you. “Let’s finish the stream first. We still have evaluation about today’s game with the others. Moreover,” you paused for a moment, paying attention to your and Shu’s chats. “I can have him all night, so I’m giving Yaminions a chance.”

     “AYOO?!” If Shu was drinking or eating something, he might have choked hearing your words. Without a doubt, Shu’s chat and yours went panic and crazy. Seeing their expressions, you just laughed out loud in amusement. “Haha, funny.” Shu faked a laugh.

     “God, someone in your chat said, ‘You don’t have to hide it, Shu. We know you’re also excited.’” Your laugh was getting out of control.

     “They’re not wrong, though!” From his offended tone, you could imagine how Shu was pouting his lips at that moment.

     You could just run into his studio and kiss the pout if you wanted. However, it would be very unprofessional of you if you did.

     A pop up notification suddenly appeared on your and Shu’s phones screen. “What on earth Selen just tweeted?” Shu asked before he read the tweet out loud for you. “With a capslock, ‘Anyone or someone in their stream please tell @ shu_yamino and @ [Y/N][L/N]_2434 to stop making out and rejoin the collab voice chat,’ triple exclamation marks.”

     “What the fuck?” You were stunned, hearing Selen’s tweet from your lover. You glanced at your chat who once again clearly went crazy. “Did they just assume we’re doing that?!”

     “Vox just replied, ‘There is nothing sweeter than the sweetness of victory. Let them have their moment.’” Shu laughed, reading his genmate’s tweet.

     You slumped back to your chair. “Hell on earth. Chat, did you guys hear any making out noises? You’re not, aren’t you?! Such things like you guys watching us doing that didn’t excite me.”

     “BABE, YOU MAKE IT WORSE!!” Now it was Shu’s turn to panic. Your lover was trying his best not to scream and burst the audience’s eardrums. His reaction definitely made you laugh out loud.

     Before this, you felt very down because of your insecurities. But when you’re with him, everything feels better, no matter how chaotic your surroundings are. With him, you don’t have to worry about anything. You surely feel the safest around him.

     Before you moved your voice chat back to the collab channel, you stated between your laughs, “You guys will still clip that moment even if we say don’t, so go ahead. Consider this as the compensation for today’s victory today.”

     “You’re the worst,” Shu sighed.

     Of course you could only giggle. “I love you too.” ----- [FIN].

      You immediately regretted your decision to roll over and take a direct hit from the morning sunlight. You grumbled in annoyance and closed your eyes tighter.

      But not long after, that annoyance was washed away. A familiar hand touched your forehead. You lightly whined and leaned to the touch, feeling relaxed. You felt the bed dipped slightly.

      "Good morning, babe,” a certain someone greeted you gently with a small laugh.

      You shifted, opening your eyes slowly. Without you knowing it, a sweet smile touches your lips. “Morning, Shu,” you greeted him back sleepily.

      Seeing your adorable expression, Shu Yamino, your lover chuckled. “Aw, the birthday girl is still sleepy?”

      If you were wide awake, you would respond to his teasing by soft-smacking his arms. However, you who had just woken up didn't have any energy to even raise your hands.

     “Happy birthday, baby boo.” Shu leaned down and kissed you forehead, pulling some giggles out of you.

      As if you were drunk, you giggled cutely as you hugged his arms. “Happy birthday to me.”

      “You’re supposed to say thank you.”

      And you just complied. “Thank you…”

      You didn't drink at all last night and there's no reason for you to act so clingy like as if you’re drunk. However, Shu chose to let you and tended your neediness.

      “What do you want to do today? It’s your birthday, so I think we can do anything you want." Shu cradled your head gently.

      "I choose?" you asked, eyes still closed as you feel his touch.

      Meanwhile, Shu hummed and answered your question. “You choose.”

      “Do you have a stream today?”

      “Nope, I still have my days off. But I still have an errand to do thought.”

      You paused for a moment, thinking about what you wanted to do with him. Honestly, there are many things you want to do with him and Shu always asks you not to hesitate to say whatever you desire. Shu will be very grateful if he can fulfill your wish immediately. But if he can’t get it right away, he will always find some ways and work things out for you as soon as possible.

      He planned to give you everything in this world that you desire, even if it’s impossible for him. He would do anything within his power just to satisfy you and your needs. Talk about what a man he is.

      "I want a fancy, romantic dinner, with just the two of us." You rose from your sleeping position and leaned to him, both hands supporting your body. "Of course, only if you're okay with it. I won't force you."

      You never doubted him even once. You believe that he can get anything you want. However, as a good lover, you always try to pay attention to his preferences too.

      “Fancy dinner? Will that be enough?” he asked and you nodded, answering him. “Alright, then. Make sure you're ready this evening with your most fancy looks, okay?”

      "You ... agree with that?" you asked, hesitantly.

      "What makes you think that I would disagree?"

      At that moment, a wide smile touched your lips once again. You throw yourself at him just for the sorcerer to hold your hips, making sure that you and him didn’t fall and get hurt. “Oh my God, Shu! I love you so much!” you cheered.

      “I love you too, babe,” he laughed.

      “No, I love you more!” you argued, squeezing his cheeks.

      That was his cue to grab your hands and kissed your cheek. “Wrong. I love you most.”

     Inexplicable sparkling, gorgeous flowers, and the majestic skies. How pretty, you uttered inside your heart.

     The place was a bit quiet and secluded. However, the colorful lights along the path light the surrounding so beautifully. A small lake with calm and deep waters lied in front of you. Around the lake, a garden with pretty flowers beautifies the view. On the edge of the lake, there was a ruins-like platform with an aesthetically arranged dining table in the middle.

      You'd even dare to say that your efforts to dress up for hours were nothing compared to the magnificent scene in front of you. Your jaw dropped and you were speechless.

      “Do you like it?”

      You gasped and turned around, finding your lover, Shu, in his semi-formal attire. You hug the bouquet of tulips he previously gave you tighter. Your smile was overly gentle until it makes the man surprised. "I love it, Shu. Thank you." you muttered softly.

      Hearing that, Shu sighed in relief and smiled at you. "Please do start preparing the appetizer for tonight," Shu said to a waiter. Shu led you to the platform where the dining table was.

      “How did you find such a place as beautiful as this? I didn't even know there were this kind of place in town!” you said, lowkey excited to hear his story.

      Shu could only chuckle as he sat down in front of you. Before he answered your question, he whispered his thanks to the waiters who have served the appetizers for you and him. “I have my way,” he answered shortly.

      “That’s not fair. I want to hear it,” you pouted.

      "It's your birthday, why do you want to listen to something that isn’t about you? You’re the star today?"

      "And because today is my birthday, I want you to do whatever I want," you argued.

      In the end, Shu sighed and gave in. He told you how he and the boys were looking for a suitable place for a fancy, romantic dinner. Most of what Shu did for you that day was Luca’s and Vox’s suggestions.

      You and Shu also exchanged stories the day. About how you desperately prepared yourself to look good and how Shu prepared the reservation while doing his errand.

      In between your main courses, Shu gave you some gifts that will obviously never comes to your mind.

      “Where did you get this?!” “Isn't this too expensive?!” “You must be crazy?!” And many more reactions that you could give every time Shu surprised you with his presents.

      “One more, I promise,” shu said, pulling a thin black box out of nowhere.

      "Shu, this is your third time saying that!" You wiped your lips with a napkin after the last spoon of the main courses. You casted a worried look at your boyfriend.

      However, Shu could only chuckle. He got up from his seat and walked over to you. The sorcerer took your empty plate away and placed the thin black box in front of you. “No, no. I'm serious now. This will be the last.”

      "Fine, what is it?" Shu opened the box, pulling out a gasp of disbelief from you. You eyes widened perfectly. For the umpteenth time that night, your jaw dropped from the shock.

      "Babe, this is—" You were speechless. “This is so beautiful,” is the only sentence you can say. Your fingers touched the white diamond necklace placed inside the box. A shiny purple topaz pendant hung from the end of the necklace.

      “You once said that you like my pair of eyes so much. So I wonder if I can make a imitation of them in jewelry form so it can remind you of me every time you wear it,” your lover explained from behind, his lips caressing your ear.

      "I also don't want you to feel lonely while I'm away for business or something, like the last time I was out with the boys." Shu pulled the necklace out of the box and opened it, draping the necklace around your neck. “I cast some protection spells into it too. I hope you can always feel like I’m by your side with this necklace.”

      You didn’t realize it, but your eyes suddenly get teary. You got up from your seat and held your lover's arms. “You were really having too much fun with the boys during your trip. Don't you know how much I miss you?! I was worried when you didn't notify me at all, idiot!” your fussed. “Don’t leave me hanging like that again!”

      Shu could only laugh when he saw your expression, trying hard not to cry. "I already said sorry. You know I can't focus on many things at once.” Shu tried to depend on himself as he secured your body to him. "I'm sorry, okay?" Seeing your pout, he apologized once again.

      “I hate you, but I love you so much,” you muttered out of nowhere.

      “Are we gonna argue about this again?” he chuckled, wiping your tears carefully.

      “Just say it back, Shu! Why are you like this? Why are we at it again?”

      “Alright, alright.” You rested your head on his chest as he pulled you into his arms. The sorcerer stroked your hair gently and kissed the crown of it. “Happy birthday, babe. I love you. You meant the world to me.” Shu pulled himself from you and leaned down to kiss your forehead softly.

      You looked up to him, finding his par of majestic eyes. There they were, eyes that outshining every sparkling thing in this world, the most beautiful one you will ever find. You need to look up at the night sky and none of those stars can match his dazzling eyes.

      “I love you too, Shu. Thank you,” you blurted out, eyes on him. Smiles touched the man's lips. One thing you didn’t know that his heart was echoing his gratitude for having you in his life.

      Shu is a person who can find such comforts in silences. For a while after, you and Shu enjoy the silence of the night with the calm lake waters and beautiful lights all around you. From a distance, the sound of passing vehicles could be heard faintly.

      You may not have done the whole blowing out the candles rituals because the birthday cake will be served with dessert. However, that night you already made one wish. If Shu had swore to himself to give you anything you desire, then under the starry sky that night, it was your turn to promise a thing for him.

       Only God who dwells up there could hear you. You swore to cherish everything he gave you and love him till the end, staying by his side for the better or worse—until death do the both of you part.

      An extreme promise, indeed. But that was the first promise you made after you turned [Your Age]. -----[FIN].

     As soon as the lunch break bell rang, the Moon Gang always gathered at the one place they agreed upon beforehand. That day, everyone agreed to gather in Ren and Scarle's class. Aster immediately turned around a chair and sat himself facing Ren while Aia stood beside him.

     "Really?" Aia seemed to think, trying to remember where she heard that rumor before. “Hold on. Are they the alien-kind walking with the principal this morning?”

     "Yeah, they’re the one. We saw them passing by our class with the principal today, right?” Aster confirmed Aia's statement.

     Scarla who had just finished talking with her classmates also joined in the conversation. “Ah, yes. I heard about them too,” she chuckled.

     As Aster, Aia, and Scarle discussed the new student, confusion was painted on Ren's face. He sat in front of Aster in silence, trying to work his brain. “What? New student? How come I'm just hearing this now?? And they’re an alien?" Ren asked in confusion.

     "You don't know, Ren?" Aster was also confused. "I thought you'd know, since they’re an alien."

     "No, this is a news to me."

     “Ren might know them,” Scarle leaned against the frame of the window. "But for now, he might had no idea about who they are. I'll ask Kyo to bring them to us.” The enchantress distanced herself a bit from the others. She couldn't take the risk if her magic to hit her friends. She raised her staff and practiced magic to send a telepathic message to Kyo.

     From the very beginning, Ren had indeed felt something strange. He had a hunch, but he still doubted it. There's no way an ordinary alien could do space-traveling. If so, what was their purpose? Were they targeting Ren? If they were indeed targeting Ren, where did this alien get information about Ren's whereabouts. Ren himself told very few people about his departure when he left his home planet.

     However, something suddenly clicked inside of him, taking him by surprise. “Don’t tell me…” he mumbled. Not wanting to think about it, Ren faced the Celestial One. “Aster, you seriously can't identify her life essence? You're literally the one and only celestial being here."

     "Nope, I can't. I'm sorry." Aster rejected the frustrated Ren without hesitation. “This alien really has the ability to disguise their life essence.”

     Ren fell silent. Aster's statement made his doubts begin to fade. Now he was more and more sure about who this alien student is. “Disguise their life essence, huh?”

     “What, you have any idea who this person is?” Aster asked the alien prince.

     Meanwhile, Ren was just massaging his temples because of the sudden migraine he felt from too much thinking. "Just tell Kyo and Mari to bring them here first."

     “My liege…”

     Shortly after you said it, one of the friends you know from your class today, namely Kyo, suddenly bursted out laughing—again. You could see Kyo already hugging his aching stomach from laughing too much. Hearing that uncontrollable laugh, Ren glared at Kyo.

     As soon as you arrived at the doorway of Ren and Scarle's class, you immediately froze. Your heart beat so fast, seeing the figure you've been longing for. Of course, the whole sentence suddenly trapped in your throat. The only thing you could say was the honorific you used to address him.

     “Just Ren will do here, [Y/N],” the alien prince sighed. “We’re not on our home planet. In this institute, I'm just one among many students. I'm not a prince here, and you're not my aide either."

     Those words certainly surprised you. You never once dreamed of calling him by his own name. “H-huh? Celestial Ones forbid!” You waved your hands in front of you, shook your head in denial.

     "Who says?"

     “Wha—?!” You turned to the bicolor-eyed man only to felt he was pressuring you with an extremely heavy aura. The man named Aster resonated his celestial power to you. It felt like a mountain crushing on you. Your body shook violently and your breathed heavily. You could only freeze in fear.

     “Aster, quit it. You scared them.” With a serious tone, Ren asked Aster to release his celestial power resonance from you.

     Aster could only laughed lightly, "Haha, my bad."

     You immediately crumpled the light-colored uniform you were wearing and took a deep breath to fill your lungs with air. If you were not trained enough for that sort of thing, you've already fallen to the floor. Luckily, your legs were still strong enough to support your body. Moreover, Maria was also by your side and hugged your hand as Aster was pressuring his power on you. The sweet living doll asked if you were okay, making sure you weren’t hurt.

     “But Ren is right,” Aster continued, a sweet smile touching his lips. Seeing his smile, you suddenly forgot about that terrifying celestial being that just had you rooted to the spot. "We're equal here. Just be at ease and casual with each other.”

     "Come on, [Y/N], try it." Kyo pushed you lightly. "Or I'll laugh every time I heard you addressing him with as 'my liege.'"

     You were silent for a moment, hesitant to address Ren without his honorific. But when your eyes made contact with his blue ones, you found him nodding at you and smiling, reassuring you that he has allowed it and that you may call him by his name. “R-Ren…” And you ended up stuttering.

     Ren smiled proudly at you again. He nodded, satisfied with the way you addressed him. "Yeah, [Y/N]?" Ren answered, slightly teasing you.

     You shook your head a little too quickly. “That feels so wrong,” you honestly murmured.

     "You have to get used to it."

     "I understand."

     For some times, you spent your lunch break with the others in that third year’s classroom. You met and chatted with others, with the people who have accompanied Ren on this foreign planet for a quite long time.

     Since you've become acquainted with Kyo and Maria, those two have been the ones to introduce you to the others. Scarle was giving you a big sister vibe while Aia was so fun to hang out with. Meanwhile, realizing the effect of what he did earlier, Aster approached you slowly so you wouldn't be scared of him and make you uncomfortable. What he did earlier really scared you. No one in outer space dared to oppose a being with celestial powers like Aster.

     "So you're Ren's aide?" Aia asked, bringing a new topic for the group.

     And you could only nod. “Yes, I am.”

     "Wow, I can't believe an idiot like him has such an important person by his side."

     “Bro, that's the reason why I laughed when they called him, 'my liege.'” Kyo pulled a chair to sit next to Aia.

     You laughed lightly, "That's because he's the important one here."

     Ren, who had been watching from behind, approached the circle of conversation. He stood behind you and put his hand on your shoulder, making you look up at him. "Now the real question. What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Ren interrogated you a bit. “I assume there is something urgent if you come all the way here. Did something happen after I left?”

     Seeing Ren's worried face, you immediately felt guilty for coming suddenly and not explaining the reason for your visit. “Ah, no. It's important, yes, but it's not urgent, so don't worry," you explained.

     "So...everything is fine?"

     You nodded.

     Ren sighed in relief, "Thank goodness."

     "What if they just missed you, Ren?" Scarle suddenly blurted out an unexpected question, making you and Ren choke on you guys’ own saliva. Heat started to creep to your cheeks, blushing. “You're so insensitive,” the 3rd year girl laughed.

     Ren made your blushes worse by asking, “Oh, were you?”

     You didn’t know how to react. You were flustered. You turned your gaze to Scarle and shot her a glare.

     You swallowed your saliva, daring yourself to voice a request to Ren. "Can we talk about this in a more private place, just the two of us?"

     Ignoring the cheers on the background, Ren smiled and replied, "Sure."

     The sound of birds chirping sounded melodious along with the sounds of tree leaves against each other, giving you comfort. You and Ren took a walk in Institute of the Mystic’s garden. In your hands, you carried a paper bag that you have brought with you. Previously, you asked Ren to let you go back to your class first to pick something up on the way to the garden.

     Because it was quite a hot day, you and Ren decided to stop at a gazebo in the garden to take shelter from the scorching sunlight. Ren leaned against the fence of the gazebo. "Now, we're alone."

     You stood in front of him, both hands still holding the paper bag.

     “What are you doing here all of a sudden? Did you really miss me like what Scarle said?” he asked, lowkey interrogating you.

     “O-one of the reasons is that, yes,” you stuttered, shades of pinks reappearing.

     But apparently, Ren was much more surprised than you. “Oh,” he shortly responded.

     You didn't expect to get a short response like that. You looked up to see him. "What's wrong?" you asked innocently.

     “N-nothing…” Now, it was his turn to blush. He raised his hand to cover half of his face. "And the other reasons?" he asked, still hiding his blush.

     You didn't buy it and took a step closer to him. "My liege, are you sure you're okay? Your face is red.”

     "I told you, it's nothing." Ren slightly raised his voice. "Moreover, why are you answering my question with another question?"

     "Ah, I'm sorry." Not wanting to angering him more, you stepped back. "I deeply apologize, Prince."

     "It's fine," Ren sighed, managing to regain his composure. "And stop calling me with my honorifics, will you?"

     Realizing your mistake, you nodded. "Alright Ren."

     "That's more like it. Now, back to the question again, why are you here?”

     Before you answered, you were silent for a moment. "It's... almost your birthday, so the Star River must be so much more beautiful than usual," you answered his question with the truth. You lifted your gaze to his eyes and confirmed, "That's the real reason why I'm here."

     Ren fell silent for a moment. Surprised, confused, touched, and many other feelings mixed together. "What...?”

     “I scoped a bit of the stars streams and put it in a clear jar. I intended to gift this to you.” You lifted the paper bag you had been carrying and handed it to him. “I think it would be a shame if you missed this year’s Star River scene. I don't want our annual ritual of watching the Star River on your birthday to suddenly be cut off.”

     The alien boy was speechless. You, taking some streams of stars from the Star River and put in a jar, just so he can witness it this year too? You're crazy, was what Ren thought. However, he still accepted the paper bag that you previously handed him.

     Ren opened the paper bag and took out its contents. He held up a jar filled with twinkling silver stars. Despite the fact that there weren't many of them and the light of day still illumined the world, the radiance in the jar gave off a light so bright that Ren had to slightly squint his eyes.

     The jar filled with stars streams was like a mini version of the real treacherous river spilling on the dark outer space. Ren was stunned as if he fell in love for the first time again, no matter how many times he saw it … Just like when he was with you.

     “Wow…” was the only word he could utter, blue eyes still on the shining stars inside the jar.

     Without realizing it, tears started welling up and falling down his cheeks. You were surprised. “Ren!” You took a step to him, wanting to make sure he wasn't hurt by the sudden burning or electrocution of the stars inside the jar.

     How long had he been away from his home planet that he had almost forgotten the beautiful scenery of the Star River, a view that no other planet or galaxy had. Longing suddenly washed over his heart and mind, making him cry without he realizing it.

     “Ah, I'm sorry…” Ren mumbled, hastily wiped his tears. "I-I bet this will look prettier in the dark." Ren who tried to divert the topic failed because he couldn't stop his cries. "Hells, why am I like this?"

     You who then understood his feelings smiled softly. The figure of the so-called deadly, cold-hearted Alien Prince who is feared by many entities on the vast never-ending space was now crying in front of you, lowering his guard recklessly.

     “Oh, Ren…” you cooed, taking a step forward to him. You helped him wipe the tears as you could only smile, hearing him sob. “It's been a while since the last time I saw my beloved prince cry. This humble aide of yours forget. Was it when you were a child and fell into the Mist Pools on the Western Star?”

     “Shut up,” he cracked, trying to stop you from snitching on him.

     That was another story. Something suddenly caught your attention when you wiped Ren's tears. “So pretty…” you mumbled to yourself, but Ren could still hear you. You stared deep into his teary diamond orbs. You gently stroked his cheeks, while Ren cupped one of your hands. "I can see the Star River reflected in your eyes when you're crying."

     “Now I know the reason why you were born when Star River was at its brightest,” you continued. "You and river resonate with each other."

     “[Y/N], next year…” Ren's grip on your hand suddenly tightened, but it didn't hurt you, instead it felt comforting. "Next year, let's watch the Star River again together, just the two of us, on my birthday. I won't miss it again.”

     You nodded and smiled softly at him. "Of course, we will definitely do that. But for now, I want to enjoy your birthday here with you, Ren, with the people you met on this very earth.”

     Ren pulled you into his arms. “Thank you … Thank you so much,” he whispered to your ear shakily. "You gave me the most beautiful gift I could ever ask."

     In his arms, you muttered, "I should be the one who thank you, my liege," you once again called him with his honorific. “Thank you for being as you are. Happy birthday.”

     The lights of the stars in the jar you gave Ren radiate so far it could be seen from Ren's and Scarle's class where the others were still there. Unbeknownst to the two aliens, Aster leaned against and gazed out the window, watching them seriously.

     He witnessed everything, from the first time you and Ren stepped your foot into the institute’s garden to the moment Ren pulled you into his arms. “Interesting. Ren can cry too apparently," he chuckled.

     “Aster…?” Scarle asked, noticing Aster's gaze out the window. "What's wrong?"

     As a celestial being who had lived for a million of years, he had witnessed countless stars collide. Some must collide and even destroy each other. However, there are some who manage to align perfectly and unite.

     Aster smirked, but his gaze was very gentle. “Nothing,” he answered Scarle's question. “And the stars do align. Finally.” -----[FIN].

     To be honest, those worries never went away, not only because he left you, but also because of the eroding effects of the Records Corruption on his body after he was attacked during the war.

     No one knows when they will attack again. You always get scared and anxious every time you think about it. There has been no peace since the people of Xenokuni questioned the validity of Utopia that the elites of Elysium had idealized.

     “Today is his birthday,” you glanced at the digital clock in the room and sighed, feeling a little disappointed. You wanted to celebrate his birthday with him too.

     You don't know, but perhaps the divine forces heard your complaint and answered your wish. The sound of—specifically—okobo sandals hitting the floor can be heard clearly by your ears. However, you ignored whoever it was, considering that your close friend who also works at your tea shop was up front to greet customers.

     But not long after, your friend split the curtain door open to see you. They stood there with a wide smile, it made you confused. “[Y/N],” they called, excitement could be heard in their calm voice.

     "What, are they our customers who want tea or clients who need information?" you asked.

     “You have a guest.”

     With hesitation, you asked again, "I have a guest?"

     However, your question was answered when your friend stepped back, making way for someone. From behind the curtain, you saw a figure that you would never have thought of. Your eyes widen in disbelief.

     You missed this person so much. It would be a lie if you didn't expect a little bit about his sudden arrival, but you also can't hope too much because of his busy life now as a member of the Guild TEMPUS. But one thing you were sure of was that the divine forces did heard your complains about just a moment ago.

     “Hakka…?” you called his name, approaching him slowly. “Is that really you?” That was a stupid question, you admit to yourself. 

     The purple-haired man smiled gently at you. "Of course it’s me. Is there any coolest and cutest exorcist that is better than me here? Tell me who it is!”

     It was him.

     You could confirm it from his antics. Your hand reached for his face, making sure that he wouldn’t disappear when you touch him. You looked down to see one last thing that could prove it was really him.

     You lifted one of the Hakka's hands gently, his eroded one. When you saw the traces of the corruption on his right hand, you could finally breathe a sigh of relief. “Oh, right. It is you,” you laughed shakily, probably because of the tears you were trying to hold back.

     Hakka also raised his right hand to hold yours that was cupping his cheek. "I'm home," he whispered softly.

     You finally pulled him into a hug. Hakka also rested his chin on your crown. He embraced you with such tenderness while whispering sweet nothings.

     Being in his arms again made you realize ... he is your home, no matter how far you two were apart.

     Since Hakka left for Guild TEMPUS, you have prepared something for him when he comes back. His arrival on a birthday was perfect, so you could show the things you prepared for him as a gift.

     You told Hakka there was a place you wanted to show him. You also warned him that this place would be dangerous to visit. The reason why is because this place you were going to visit has the most and strongest concentration of Records Corruption residue. You even call it the Xenokuni’s residue center of Records Corruption.

     But because you told Hakka it would be a birthday gift for him, he agreed to go there with you. He paid no heed to the actual danger he was about to approach. You'd think there would be at least a bit of trauma reactions from him because of what happened to him during the war. But it seemed that he really was the coolest exorcist because he was not afraid of any dangers and obstacles before him.

     "You guys will have a date?" your friend, who was serving some customers, asked.

     "Not really a date, but we will take a little stroll," you answered. “You wouldn’t mind looking after the shop by yourself for a bit, right?”

     Your friend laughed lightly and shook their head. "Of course I don't mind. And Hakka,” they turned to the Tengu. “I wish you a happy birthday. I thought you came here because you or someone from the guild needed information. Turns out you actually came here to meet your darling.”

     Hakka touched his chest, acting dramatic. "Ouch, that's hurting me, you know?" Hakka and your friends laughed, making you smile with them.

     Right after that, Hakka took something out from inside of his white kimono cloth that covered his black shirt. “Here.” Hakka took out an envelope and handed it to your friend.

     "What is this?" they asked.

     “Letter from Dad,” he loud-whispered to them you could hear him. "He really misses you."

     You looked at your friend with teasing gazes and chuckled. “Looks like you guys miss each other. It's not a one-sided feeling."

     Your friend received the letter from the Tengu. Shades of pink blushed their cheeks.

     Hakka grabbed your hand to quickly step out of the tea house. “Bye, Mom! We're off."

     "I'm not your mother!" they protested, but did not seem to hate it.

     Before actually leaving, once again Hakka shouted, “Shinri's my dad, so you're my mom. See you!”

     “Don't tease them too much,” you laughed while walking out of the tea house with him.

     "It's okay. They need to know that Shinri is missing them as well." He took your hand in his. "Let's go. Should we jump down to the spot you mentioned or walk to enjoy the view instead?”

     You giggled. "Let's take a walk. I want to enjoy, not only the view, but also spending time with you too.”

     "That's a great idea."

     With that, hand in hand, you went to the place where your gift for him was.

     After a while of walking, you and Hakka finally arrived at your destination. You stared into the misty abyss in front of you. The concentration of Record Corruptions residue at the bottom of the abyss made your stomach sick. Your legs felt weak, as if you were tired. You're not sure how you came to this place for the past few months.

     “Careful there.” Hakka wrapped once of his arms around your waist, making sure you didn't fall. The Tengu looked at you with a worried look.

     Hakka felt the same way as how you feel. But thanks to his Karasutengu Data, Hakka could still stand and make sure he didn’t fall because of the corruption residue concentrations

     “Hakka, let's go there,” your muttered weakly, pointing a dark, narrow alley. You tried to stand still. "There's a nice place at the end of the alley. I think that place has not been touched by the residue of Records Corruption," you explained.

     Hakka gave you a curious look. While helping you, the two of you entered the alley way.

     When you and Hakka reached there, the exorcist dropped his jaw in surprise, his periwinkle eyes was perfectly rounded. “What is… this…?” Hakka was speechless with what he saw before him. He felt like he was in a different world.

     A bed of flowers stretched out in front of him. It wasn't that wide, but what was before him can spoil his eyes and it could rest his mind which was previously spinning abysmally because of the corruption residue concentration outside.

     "It's a small garden," you answered his previous question. You looked at the garden fondly. “I found this place a while after you and Shinri left to join the headquarters members. Before you left, the Jester had asked me to take a few samples of the corruption residue, and the alley way caught my attention, then I found this place,” you once again explained.

     Hakka listened to you carefully and you continued, “I noticed that the soil in this place is more fertile than most of the land in Xenokuni after the battle. I sent a sample of the residue that the Jester requested along with a letter containing a report about this place. Sir Dezmond replied to the report and said it seems that this place was indeed left untouched during the battle. The influence of the Records Corruption didn’t reach this place.”

     What you said earlier was true. The place seemed untouched by the influence of Records Corruption at all. That place was so fresh and calming, as if it was a world apart from Elysium which is always filled with an unobtrusive aura, despite its beautiful scenery. The exorcist took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air.

     A thin, soft smile touched Hakka's lips. "It's beautiful," he uttered, lightly chuckling.

     A few moments after gazing at the garden, Hakka noticed how neat the garden was. The corner of the garden had been fenced in with wooden pickets. Flowers of all shapes and colors grew out of its well-tended soil. He wasn't sure everything could be this neat without someone’s hands.

     "I grew all of these flowers and tended it ever since Sir Dezmond said I could plant this place with flowers and trees." As if you were reading his mind, your statement succeeded in answering Hakka’s curiosity. You smiled sweetly. “I thought I'll take care of this garden and show you someday. Apart from being located near the Records Corruption residue center, this place has become my safest haven when I need a place to clear my mind.”

     Hakka looked at you in surprise. But if you look at his smile and eyes, curiosity, excitement, and pride was mixed together. “You did all this?!”

     Seeing his expression, you laughed lightly. “Yup! You came here at the right time—it's your birthday, so can you consider this as your birthday present?”

     "You mean... you tended these flowers for me?"

     You nodded, “Do you like it—woah!”

     “I love it!” Hakka interrupted your question with an instant answer as he jumped on you, hugging you tightly. You and Hakka bursted out laughing. "Are you going to continue to take care of this garden until later?" he asked.

     “You bet!” You looked at him with a prideful smile. “When Xenokuni is more stable, when Elysium is fine again, I want people to see this garden too. I want to prove to them that even in the midst of despair, there is still hope blooming for us to hold on to.”

     Before the war erupted, Xenokuni was a very beautiful place. The spring usually beautifies every corner of the land. The garden was like a mini version of Xenokuni's condition before the battle.

     Hakka could practically see the love and devotion that had been poured into each and every flower. The sight was overwhelming yet feeling so good.

     “Happy birthday, Hakka.” As he stood there in amazement, you reached out and took his hand, smiling somewhat bashfully. "Years from now, I hope we'll still be together and come out to see these flowers again."

     In the hands of the elites of Elysium, Hakka never knows what will happen in the future. However, seeing you who were so committed and confident about the future, he couldn’t bear to destroy your hopes. The sights you mentioned—a stable Xenokuni without war, and a beautiful Elysium without dictatorship of the elites—Hakka really wanted to see those sights. He wanted to see the end result of his and the rest of Guild TEMPUS’ hard works.

     Hakka hold your hands tight in his. “What are you talking about? Of course we will always be together. Where are you going? You're stuck with me for a really, really long time."

     It might sound like a joke, but Hakka wasn’t joking at all. He was very serious about what he said. His bluish violet eyes painted dedication and compassion.

     The spring breeze blew, not carrying the gray vibes of Xenokuni, but the scent of the flowers you tended to so beautifully. In your heart, you felt so proud of your gift for him, seeing how calm Hakka was when he's with you.

     You noticed your hands he was holding. Hakka looked back at you with a beautiful smile on his face. He pulled you into a hug, embracing you so gently, protecting you from the outside world.

     To the exorcist, this was what it’s like if pure, unadultred joy took form. “[Y/N],” he called your name softly.

     “Yes, Hakka?” You shot him a questioning look as he smiled and looped his arms around you, drawing you closer.

     “Thank you... Thank you so much... Thank you for being with me...”

     Hakka used to think that a garden was nothing more than a place filled with various flowers. It was indeed beautiful, and colorful, and sweet. But it was just what it was. However, in that moment, you proved him wrong. Hakka found himself settling his heart in that very place. He found himself a safe haven, only for you and him. And it was a prove that love could still bloom in the midst of despair and hopeless darkness. A place that shines so brightly in the midst of chaos, it almost felt like you two were hidden away from the rest of the world.

     Since the war that destroyed Xenokuni happened, Hakka no longer believes in the concept of Utopia. But maybe, with you, he can feel what they call “perfect world.”

     To him, meeting you was a blessing. You turned his world upside down, yet you do it beautifully and effortlessly.

     With you, his heart settled.

     Forever. -----[FIN].

     You decided to let him sleep a little longer. Mysta went to bed very late last night because of the birthday countdown stream. With that reason, you wanted to let him rest for some more. You could celebrate his birthday later, after his today's birthday stream.

     After going to the bathroom to prepare yourself for the day, you went straight down to the kitchen to get your brunch. You daydreamed while making a mug of coffee for yourself. Until suddenly something crossed your mind. “Birthday without birthday cake is not a birthday,” you mumbled to yourself. After making sure the ingredients you need were available, you decided to bake a cake.

     Unfortunately to you, your mood were breaking into pieces when you realized something. Here you choose which cake recipe you will bake when you remembered, “Mysta is a picky eater,” you stated while standing there, dumbfounded, eyes blinking a couple of times. You almost forgot that your lover is very sensitive with his food.

     You sighed, going back to scrolling down through the internet to find the right cake to bake. “Mysta likes chocolate, right? The allergy was not true, no? Oh!” You found a recipe and read it quickly.

     "Do we even have any strawberries?" Once again you asked yourself. Your smile widened when you find a bowl of strawberries in the fridge. "Alright, let's make a strawberry chocolate cake, then!"

     After finishing your coffee and brunch, you started to prepare the ingredients you need. While occasionally humming a song, you mixed your cake batter. Carefully, you poured your batter into the pan and put it in the oven.

     You sighed and smiled. At the same time, the sound of footsteps was heard coming down the stairs. "You're awake?"

     “Not really,” he mumbled, barely audible from his lingering sleepiness. If his chat hear this, they will get tskr-ed by him. Mysta walked straight to get a drink. "What are you doing?"

     Smiling, you answered, “A cake. It’s your birthday, babe, remember?”

     Mysta gulped down his water. He approached you and kissed you. However, something managed to surprise you. “Hmph!” you jumped a little when you felt Mysta's hand grab your butt. You instantly pulled away from him. “Mysta, what the—”

     “I prefer this cake more,” he joked, effortlessly seductive with his morning voice. Mysta leaned down and rested his face on the crook of your neck.

     You were lucky that Mysta couldn’t see the blush on your face. “Shut up! Not now, okay?” Your voice sounded panicked and flustered.

     Mysta got up and lifted his face. He looked at you with his sleepy eyes. "Later, then?"

     “If conditions allow us to do that, of course." You kissed his cheek softly. Mysta hummed before he took something to eat. "Anyway, want to help?" you asked out of the blue.

     Mysta who was biting his brunch came to a halt. He stared at you in disbelief. "You know you shouldn't trust me with the kitchen, you know it best." His accent sounded thicker when he sulked. “Even my new Mystakes know it.”

     “Yeah, but it doesn’t mean you cannot help, though,” you laughed. “I won’t force you but feel free to join me if you want to.”

     Mysta was silent for a moment. He glanced at the oven. Inside his brain, he was debating whether he should help you or not. On one hand, he wanted to help you, but on the other he knew that he will mess the kitchen up as soon as he touches the icing knife. After a long silence, Mysta sighed. "I'll help you with the icing and decor."

     With a smile, you answered, “Sure!”

     While waiting for your cake, you prepared the ingredients you need to decorate the cake. You mixed up the syrup that you'll use to sweeten the cake. You also whip your own icing cream. Lastly, you cut the strawberries and melted some chocolate.

     After a while, your oven beeped, indicating your cake is baked. “Mysta, the cake is ready!” you yelled. Carefully, you pulled out your cake from the oven.

     Mysta, who has been relaxing in his studio, immediately got up from his gaming chair when he heard your voice.

     “Here!” The moment he came to the kitchen, you shoved a strawberry that you've previously cut into his mouth.

     Mysta let you feed him. “Ooh, sweet,” he commented, munching the strawberry happily. The detective of Luxiem also washed his hands before helping you.

     “I will cut the genoise first. After that, can you add the syrup before we do the icing?” you asked.

     “Sure.”

     You gave him the brush. "Careful, and add it just enough." You made sure he didn't mess up the cake. After Mysta added the syrup on the first layer of genoise, you took your icing knife. "And now the icing." You neatly started spreading the whip cream you made over the cake that Mysta has covered with syrup.

     Every now and then you will poke your whip cream with your finger and feed it to Mysta. You tried your best to avoid the detective's antics who wanted to smear your face with the icing.

     “Now add the strawberries,” you pointed the bowl on the counter. Mysta did what you asked and put the bowl in front of you.

     “Oh!” You were a little surprised when Mysta's hands suddenly caged your body. As if it was nothing, Mysta took a piece of strawberry and fed it to you. "Wow, you're right. It's sweet."

     With Mysta's help, you put the strawberries on the genoise and coat them again with the whip cream. You did the same for the next two layers with Mysta's hands that were still caging you. He seemed very comfortable helping you in a position like that where your back and his front are touching.

     “Now the cover icing!” you stated happily. “Oh, Mysta, could you get me the bowl of chocolate from the fridge, pretty please? I've melted it down for decoration."

     The detective complied with your request. "Here you are."

     "Thank you, baby." As a gift, you kissed him briefly on the cheek. You could see the smile on his face. Carefully, you pour the melted chocolate onto the cake. With the remaining strawberries, you put the final touches on the cake. "It's done!" you cheered. "But there's left over whip cream."

     In the end, you took a spoon and eat the cream. You melted with the sweet taste of the sugar. “Mysta, try this!” You gave the next spoon to your lover. The fox-like man immediately eat the cream that you fed him.

     “It’s so sweet, right? Woah—Mmph?!”

     You were surprised. However, that surprise was drowned out by the sweet taste you felt from Mysta's lips. You voluntarily opened your mouth, letting his tongue to explore further. Getting the green light from you, Mysta immediately pushed the whip cream that was on his tongue into your mouth.

     Mysta noticed that your weakened knees. He lifted you up and placed you on the counter. After you swallowed all the sugar through his kiss, Mysta pulled away. With any crazy thoughts on his mind, he once again leaned over your face and licked the remaining cream at the corner of your lips.

     “W-what the heck?” You were too flustered to form a sentence. You ended up stuttering as you cussed at him—not complaining, of course.

     Meanwhile, Mysta was smirking triumphantly. To be able to pull that flustered expression off of you boosted up his ego. “Good lord, look at your face. It's as red as the strawberries,” he flirted, wiping the corner of your lips that he previously licked.

     “Shut up!” Too embarrassed, you pulled him closer to you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in the crook of it.

     Mysta returned your gesture by wrapping his arms around your waist. For a few moments, you and Mysta were very comfortable in that position. Mysta's fingers gently rubbed your waist. He enjoyed your warmth in silence.

     “Mysta,” you whispered, breaking the silence.

     “Hm?”

     “Happy birthday.”

     Your voice was muffled by the crook of his neck. However, Mysta could hear your clearly.

     To him, you are his everything. As a person who is very difficult to get along with other people, he really appreciates you being able to always be with him and loves him for who he is. He doesn't want anything from you, but he swore to himself that he would give everything for you. Spending another year with you isn't a bad thing. In fact, he was very grateful for that. He wants to spend eternity with you.

     You are safe in his arms. You will always be safe with him. No harm can ever touch you because he has sworn that he will fight heaven and earth just to protect you.

     Mysta turned his head to kiss your ear sweetly. He took a bit of time to inhale your scent, to feel your warmth, to feel your presence. “Thank you,” he whispered so softly.

     You pulled yourself from him. Gently, you cupped his cheeks and kissed his forehead. “I’m so glad that you were born as you are.”

     If Mysta didn't know any better, he would have cried. It was just that he wanted his birthday to be a happy day without the slightest tears.

     Mysta turned her head, looking for something to divert the subject of your conversation. “So,” he started. "What should we do with the cake we made?"

“Let’s enjoy it with some drinks, something that’s not too strong, of course, or we will get drunk” you smiled. “Also, maybe you can share it with your chat too for today’s birthday stream.”

     Mysta’s beautiful eyes lit up. “I will brag this to my Mystakes! I will brag about how I didn’t blow up the kitchen while decorating the cake!”

     Seeing your lover’s excitement, you could only laugh. “My, my. Be grateful because you're the birthday boy today." ----- [FIN]

     Including yourself. You were sitting at one of the guild hall tables, facing the leader. As an archivist, you have to get lots of approvals from many people to touch some related archives you need, one of which is from Regis Altare, the Leader of the Guild TEMPUS.

     The light from the holographic screen illuminated his face. Skillfully, his hands carved signatures for several documents that required his attention. He seemed very focus. His eyes went around quickly reading the contents of the document before he actually signed it, making sure he didn't sign something that would lead him or his members to doom.

     If you need to be honest, all these many documents weren’t for you, but for your lover, Noir Vesper, the Academic Advisor of the Guild TEMPUS. He needed a lot of archives to carry out his studies and research. Before you can provide the archives your boyfriend needs, he had to get Altare’s permission first.

     And here you are, helping your lover with the complicated formal process. Naturally, getting official and valid archives in Elysium is very difficult. You'll have to deal with the elites of Elysium for just even a few copies. Plus, they'll watch your every move, making sure that you don’t use the archives to harm or go against Elysium.

     "Was that all?" Altare asked after he finished signing the last document.

     You smiled awkwardly. You just sent him like almost a ream of documents, but Altare still managed to smile lightly without complaining about being tired and whatnot. "Yes, that’s all. I'll let you know if there’s any document that require your attention again. Thank you, Leader."

     "Don't mention it." Altare made sure all documents were sent back to you. He turned the hologram device in front of him off and breathed a sigh of relief. The scent of warm tea calmed the atmosphere around you both. “How is Vesper?” Altare suddenly asked before carefully sipping his tea.

     "Hell on earth, Magni Dezmond, didn't I tell you to stop stealing my academic journals?!"

     Just as you were about to answer, the sound of Vesper’s yells from the other side of the guild hall was heard. You turned around, trying to find your lover’s figure. And sure enough, you saw him almost running down the stairs and dashing towards Dezmond's place. "Still busy?" you answered in doubt.

     Meanwhile, Altare could only chuckle. "I can see that."

     Looking at Altare who seemed to be amused by his members’ antics, you couldn't help but smile. Altare shouted a little warning so that the two older men would not cause any accident at work. “My, my, those two,” the leader chuckled. "How about you, [Y/N]?"

     “Me?!’ That took you off guard. You didn't expect his sudden question to you after witnessing the your lover and his friend’s antics. However, you were silent for a moment, thinking about what kind of answer would be appropriate to your leader's question.

     You feel like you haven't done much to help the guild. To you, you are just an archivist, nothing less and nothing more. Your main task is to store and maintain all the old and new documents that the guild has entrusted to you, be it related to Tempus, to Elysium, or to other matters. And for the most of it, you mostly help Vesper in doing his academic research.

     "I'm just an archivist and aide to your academic advisor. I think the credit mostly goes to Vesper,” you stated.

     The leader lightly chuckled once again, “Don't be like that. You've helped us a lot, especially when it comes to the elites of Elysium. You and Vesper are the ones doing most of the works here if I should mention it.”

     Silence suddenly enveloped. Both you and Altare actually didn't mind the silence. It was comfortable.

     On the other hand, Altare deliberately did not dismiss you and let you sit with him. As he previously said, you and Vesper might be the overworked ones in the guild. Therefore, making you stop working for a bit and let you take a little break is a very wise choice from a leader for his members.

     “You know that sometimes you have to pamper yourself too, right? I'm sure Vesper would agree with that too.” Again, Altare suddenly asked, taking you off guard. His questions never stop surprising you. As expected from Regis Altare.

     “Pampering myself?” Confusion was visible on your face.

     “Yup,” the leader sipped his tea before he continued. "Isn't there anything you really want?"

     Once again you were silent. Altare's question this time is worth thinking about. Is there something you want? What do you really want? Have you ever wanted anything? You didn’t know. However, there was one more question crossed your mind.

     When was the last time you and Vesper spent some quality time together?

     You and Vesper have quite important positions in the guild, a position that not just anyone can do. You are busy as an archivist, making sure the old and new archives are preserved nicely. Not to mention that dealing with the elites when it comes to the archive that related to Elysium is really a pain in a rear. On the other hand, Vesper has to do his research to perfect the academic needs of the guild and even Elysium itself.

     Exhausting? Indeed. You and Vesper don't even know why the two of you cound end up together and still have made it this far amidst your busy schedules and works. Maybe that’s how destiny works. There will always be miracles that keep you and Vesper together.

     In the end, you ended up thinking about Vesper again when it's clear that the question was directed at you and about you only.

     "If I ask for something, will you grant it, Leader?" you asked, working up the courage to say what you want.

     Altare nodded. "Of course. As long as it's within my power, I'll try my best to work on it.”

     After you were sure of what you wanted to ask for, you stared at Altare earnestly, hoping your voice wouldn't crack. “Tonight is Vesper’s birthday eve,” you started. "I want a day and a night off just for me and Vesper, so we spend some time together and rest."

     Altare's pair of emerald eyes were widened. Surprise was evident on his face. The leader thought he understood all of his members well. He thought you will ask for something materialistic.

     Seeing Altare's expression, you started to doubt your decision to speak up. "I mean, I know the boys have already made plans and prepared a surprise party for Vesper, so I'm worried."

     Hearing that, Altare burst out laughing. "Was that what you're worried about?" he asked, still laughing.

     "Did I make a strange request?" You were starting to worry.

     “No, no, no, you’re not. I just thought that you would ask for something materialistic or something that would be hard to get in Elysium.”

     “There's no way—”

     "Of course." Altare interrupted your protests, knowing you would try to defend yourself and say that you couldn't ask the impossible. "I know you well enough, [Y/N]. But, will that be enough, though?”

     You sat back down quietly. "Yeah, that's enough for me. I'm sure Vesper will appreciate it too.”

     “Alright, then. Your days off start from today’s sunset until the day after tomorrow’s sunrise,” Altare declared his decision.

     A worried expression suddenly appeared on your face. “Oh, no. Leader, that's too much.”

     But before you could protest any further, Altare interrupted you again. "No, it's not. Take your well-deserved rest with him,” the leader looked at you gently with respect. "Also, you don't have to worry about the boys. I'll be postponing Vesper's birthday party to the following night."

     Altare is a considered leader. He is younger than you, but he has all your respect. His wise knows no bounds. You can never ask for a better leader than him because he is the best. “Thank you, Leader,” you smiled, thanking him very sincerely.

     He answered, "Anything for my members."

     The sun had long since set and the moon was already hanging over its highest peak. The holographic clock that you put on the desk has already told you that night has turned to day.

     You pushed open Vesper's study door with your shoulder since a tray with birthday cake on it were filling your hands. Vesper who was sitting at his desk didn't even pay attention and was still focused on the pile of books and documents he was studying.

     Vesper knew it was you who entered his study. Not just anyone can enter his room and the only person who can just walk in his room like that is you—and Dezmond when he needs something urgent or just because he's basically being shameless.

     "Didn't the leader told you that we have days off until tomorrow night?" you asked, approaching his desk.

     The moment he shifted his focus from the book to you, Vesper's eyes widened in surprise. "What is this?" he asked when he saw you holding a tray of birthday cake, candle already lit in the middle.

     “See, you even forgot your birthday.” You could only chuckles.

     Knowing that he must fully give his attention to you, Vesper put down his pen and took off his glasses. He tried to relax his muscles which he didn't realize were already tense due to him working for too long without a break. "I'm not sure if I can rest now, seeing the state of Records Corruption lately."

     You could only sigh, understanding his feelings. He's worried, you knew that. He once wanted to give up, saying that whatever he did, it would be useless if it couldn't save humanity at all. However, the child inside kept pushing him forward.

     Ever since he and Altare made a deal, Vesper had risked his life for all of this. You couldn’t stop him, pure joy always shows in his smile whenever he achieves something that can help Elysium.

     "It can wait, love," you uttered, putting the cake in front of him. Vesper held out his hand to you and let you hold it, helping you to walk through the piles of books he was studying and sitting you beside him. "Rest with me ... pretty please?" you asked, your dazzling eyes lowkey begging him.

     How could he say no to that expression? Vesper sighed, feeling that he had no other choice. “Alright, then. Only for you.”

     “Make a wish!” you pushed the cake to him.

     "Won't you sing?"

     You were taken aback. “Me? Singing?”

     Vesper rested his chin on his palm, smirking at you. “Yeah, do me a favor, will you? Today is my birthday.”

     You were silent for a moment. Never once in your relationship with Vesper did you think that he would ask you to sing. Here you think you know your own lover very well, but end up getting an unexpected request from him instead.

     "But I'm not good at singing!" you protested. "What if Records Corruption finds the signal that I’m singing?"

     "No, they won't. Come on, I can't judge before you actually sing."

     Pinkish dust tinted your cheeks. “Fine,” you agreed. "But don't blame me if you get a hearing problem after this."

     Vesper could only hum.

     You took a deep breath before you sing. “Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday, dear Vesper~ Happy birthday to you~”

     You slightly missed some keys. However, you managed to get light chuckles and applause from him. "That's more like it. Now I can make a wish,” the scholar smiled.

     The Noir Vesper would probably protests and says that this kind of thing was childish. However, when he is with you, he can put all his guard down.

     Vesper closed his eyes and joined his hands in prayer. In his heart, he prayed his wishes and hopes. He didn’t forget to mentions your name among these prayers. Then, Vesper blew out the candle gently.

     "Thank you," he whispered as he kissed your forehead then your cheek softly. He dropped himself into your arms and rested his head on your chest, inhaling your relaxing scent. It was the best feeling for Vesper. He always feels easy and at home when he’s with you.

     You caressed and combed your fingers through his long hair carefully. "I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for being born into this world, my love,” you whispered gently.

     He hummed and hugged you tighter.

     The light from the World Tree pierced through the windows of the study. However, the tree couldn't even hear what Vesper whispered to you.

     “I love you, my world” he whispered only to you, without the world knowing or need to hear.

     “Ves, do you have—”

     “Shh!” you shushed to whoever suddenly opened the door of your lover’s study.

     The person who none other than the alchemist stopped at the door frame of the room after you shushed him and saw you put your index finger on your lips. “—the data of your last research. Sorry."

     After spending some time with you over tea and cake you brought, Vesper fell asleep on the sofa in his study. You've covered him body with blanket so the cold couldn’t touch him.

     When Dezmond opened the door to the room, you were tidying the room up for a bit. "Let me help you find the data you need," you whispered, loud enough for Dezmond to hear you.

     You really didn’t want anyone waking Vesper up and getting him back to work when he clearly needed that break. When was the last time Vesper was able to sleep so peacefully like this, anyway? Let your man rest for a bit, will they?

     You started looking for the data Dezmond asked for through the papers and his device. "Is it about the World Tree branches?" you asked when you found a data about the latest research that Vesper just finished a few days ago.

     "Yup, that's the one. Just send me the abstract,” the alchemist answered.

     “Leader, aren't [Y/N] and Vesper currently on vacation? Look at Dez.”

     You and Dezmond suddenly heard a voice that you fully recognize. That was the exorcist of Xenokuni, Banzoin Hakka. He must have just returned from his hunt.

     Dezmond turned towards the sound only to be met by Altare dashing towards him in rage. “Oh, shit.” Dezmond cussed.

     “Dez, you idiot! Leave the couple alone!” Altare raged, causing Dezmond to immediately run away from the leader while trying to find a good excuse. You could only chuckle at their antics.

     There is no such thing as a quiet night in the TEMPUS Guild Hall and you are completely fine with it. Precisely, that’s what makes the guild hall more lively and colorful in the midst of this beautiful, yet monochromatic Utopia.

     You looked at Vesper who was fast asleep. You crouched down beside the sofa where he had fallen asleep. Your fingers brushed the stray hair that was covering his face. You gently kissed his forehead.

     “Happy birthday, my treasure. I love you.”

     Hearing that from your dean, your smile widened. "Thank you so much, Sir. Dean."

     "But do remember that you can't communicate with anyone there, including your friend."

     Nodding, you agreed to those terms the dean mentioned.

     You planned to travel dimensions to meet your old friend. It’s not a meeting actually. More precisely, you’re about to delivering a birthday present for her. Of course, you were very sad because you couldn’t communicate with anyone, including your friend in that dimension. The dean said it was for the safety of yourself and Maralemu. But, missing your loved one’s birthday would be so much painful for you.

     "I'll be back before sunrise tomorrow." you reported.

     "I swear to God, Kak Ejak!" A little girl's screams were heard from the balcony of a building. Several laughs accompanied that expression of annoyance. Your ears caught one of the laughs that was quite familiar and you really miss. Of course, you could only smile.

     Derem and her two friends were having fun celebrating her birthday on the balcony. Seeing a gap to sneak in, you entered Derem's room which was not far from the balcony to arrange the gifts you prepared for her.

     You put a cake, a letter, and a small gift on the desk. You stared at the gifts intently without noticing a nostalgic smile starting to touch your lips.

     Memories from the past started to cross your mind one by one. The memories where you and Derem would spend a lot of time together at the academy, how you and she would exchange gifts on each other's birthdays, and how you would laugh heartily when you both messed up some spells. You and Derem have so many memories together, but they are now just to be remembered.

     The entrance that connects Maralemu and this dimension is indeed wide open for everyone, but not the exit. Because of that too, the dean didn't let you talk to anyone from this world or you will permanently live in that dimension.

     You turned your gaze, looking at the excitement of Derem and her friends from the crack in the window. Watching her who can smile so lightly made you smile too. You always thought of leaving Maralemu and living with her. However, you are aware of your and Derem's fate.

     You must remain in Maralemu. If one day Derem returns, then you will be the one to welcome her.

     "Ah!" Derem gasped as her eyes caught something. She was sure her majestic heterochromic eyes had just seen something familiar. The problem was how the thing she saw passed by so fast. “That magic traces … are the mark of Maralemu's magic. Could it be…?” In her heart, Derem muttered.

     “Derem, what’s wrong?”

     Hearing her name being called, Derem turned to the tall man in front of her. “Oh, nothing. I guess I'm seeing things."

     “Ooh, today is Friday 13th, after all,” the young man joked.

     "Mas Ejak, shut it!" Derem almost threw her fist at the man.

     Meanwhile, unbeknownst to her, you were leaning against a tree not far from the building. You could still clearly see the activity on the balcony. "That was close," you sighed. You glanced up once again, watching Derem from a far.

     "Oh, shoot!" You fliched when something rubbed against your leg. You instantly dropped your gaze only for you to gasp once again. “Black cat?!”

     A black cat kept rubbing its body on you. You halted for a moment, trying to figure something out. "You're not a mere cat," you stated to yourself. "And you're also not mine. I left my cat in Maralemu after all.”

     Then something suddenly clicked in your mind. You picked up the cat. "Oh, you're supposed to be the magical cat that will make a contract with Derem, am I wrong?"

     As if it answers your question, the cat meowed. You could only smile and hug the cat. “Be kind with Derem, though. Don't run or hide too far from her, okay?”

     The cat meowed again.

     You stayed there a little longer, watching Derem and listening to her every laugh. Until the moon started to lean and the day changed, you turn your face from the three of them.

     Right after Derem blew out the candles on her birthday cake with her friends, you whispered a spell. “I will create as was spoken. Noble steed, proud and fair, you shall take me anywhere.” With that, a dimensional gate opened.

     For the last time you turned your gaze toward Derem, finding her and her two friends hugging each other so tightly and warmly.

     Before you took a step into the gate, you whispered, "Happy birthday, Derem."

     Together with the night wind, your whispering voice was carried flying towards the owner of the name, silently wishing her a happiest birthday.

     Derem threw herself onto her bed, sighing tiredly. After making sure Nagisa and Reza got to their respective rooms, Derem immediately decided to rest. There will be lots of people wishing her happy birthday in the morning. Thus, she had to rest and prepare herself.

     Derem turned his head towards the window, intending to watch the waning moon outside. However, something else caught her attention. “Oh?” Derem got up from her bed, noticing something on her desk. She walked towards her desk.

     A cake, a thin gift box and a letter. Derem's beautiful eyes rounded perfectly when she found something on the letter. It was a seal shaped like the Maralemu emblem that sealed the letter.

     Derem lifted the letter and turned it over to see who had sent it.

     “From your dearest friend in Maralemu.”

     Derem immediately opened her desk drawer, looking for the little knife she used to open things. Hastily, Derem opened the letter.

To my dearest friend, Derem…

Hello to the birthday girl, hehe. How are you, Derem? I hope you’re doing great and have a happy life.

To be honest, I was worried that you would spend your birthday alone. But if I recall again myself, you had many very caring friends there. I’m so happy. At least you won't be lonely on your birthday.

Derem, if you asked me how I and the others here are doing, you don’t have to worry about a single thing. The days go by very pleasantly even though sometimes things don't go that well. Many miss you here, including me of course.

You are my person, the most important one I must say. So, I got something for your birthday! I truly want to show you how thankful I am for you to be born as you are right now.

For your birthday, I prepared a cake that I baked myself. Just in case you miss Maralemu flavors and I hope it suits your taste. And for your info, Derem, I baked it myself, no magic include!

And one more thing, I prepared my most advanced magic stone for you. I made it a necklace so you can easily wear it. I had filled the stone with protection magic, so it could protect the user if you were to be met with a dangerous situation. Though, of course I hope you stay safe always.

Stay healthy and happy there, Derem. I hope all good things always accompany your every step the way. Until we meet again, we will exchange stories with each other.

Once again happy birthday.

With love, always. Your friend.

     Tears one by one started to cover the letter paper that Derem was holding. She only realized that she was crying when she finished reading the letter. She wiped her tears with her sleeve.

     “I wasn’t seeing things, huh?” Derem softly sniffled. “You were here after all.”

     Derem turned her eyes to the cake and gift box that were both placed on her desk. Sweet has already washed her tongue just by looking at the cake you made for her.

     Lastly, Derem opened the gift box beside the cake. Right according to what you wrote in the letter, the box contained a necklace with a beautiful magic stone.

     Derem touched the necklace pendant carefully. The magic stone resonated its power with her. A smile once again touched her lips. She put down the letter that she was still holding. Derem lifted the necklace and put it on. The magical girl turned to the mirror in her room.

     “So pretty,” she gasped softly.

     Derem held the pendant tightly and closed her eyes. “I will create as was spoken,” she whispered a spell. "Erase all of their worries and problems, for I will send my own words to them."

     After returning to Maralemu, you immediately seated yourself at your desk. With a blank stare, you stared at the bits of the magic stone you used to make Derem's necklace. You suddenly smiled.

     You folded your arms on the table and buried your head on them. Tired after using quite a lot of magic, you intended to close your eyes for a while. However…

     “Thank you for this absolutely amazing birthday present, [Y/N]. I miss you."

     You jolted up on your seat when you heard someone whispering to you. You instantly darted your eyes around your room, trying to find the the owner of that voice. But when you realized whose voice it was, you regained your composure. You rubbed your face and smiled faintly.

     To him far away, you whispered, “Sure. You're welcome, Derem. And happy birthday." ----- [FIN].