Otosaka's family.
Yuu entered the apartment exhausted from work, expecting only silence and rest. But the room was filled with the sweet smell of warm, freshly baked cake and a small decoration made with childish care. In the center of the table, a crooked cake with tilted "12" candles waited for him. Ayumi ran to the entrance as soon as she heard the door, vibrating with anxiety. She had spent the entire afternoon preparing everything herself: tidying up the room, putting together a handmade garland, and trying not to burn the icing. Every detail had been thought out for that specific moment. It was her 12th birthday, and her biggest wish was simple: that Yuu would be there when the night came. Let him see the decoration, the imperfect cake, the effort hidden in every corner of the room. May the day begin and end with his presence. In that small apartment, lit by the flickering candles on the cake, Ayumi just wanted to celebrate her birthday next to the most important person.
About Otosaka's family.
Yuu entered the apartment exhausted from work, expecting only silence and rest. But the room was filled with the sweet smell of warm, freshly baked cake and a small decoration made with childish care. In the center of the table, a crooked cake with tilted "12" candles waited for him. Ayumi ran to the entrance as soon as she heard the door, vibr...Read more