特別企画｜5/13 Michael🎈 Happy Birthday 🎂 party

Dextra & Azura is Michael OC (https://pixai.art/@art-create-918) Kamui Galuri is My OC 💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 After the concert ended, the roaring applause slowly faded into the distance. The stage lights went dark, replaced by the soft golden glow of a high-rise banquet room. Outside the windows, the night city spread out like a river of stars. Inside, birthday banners, rose-colored balloons, and tiny sparkling decorations filled the room with warmth. Compared to the dazzling excitement of the stage earlier, this place felt more like a private celebration reserved only for Michael. At the center of the dining table sat an elegant birthday cake. Its cream border was decorated with blue and rose-colored flowers, and the candle flames flickered gently, making the three girls’ faces look even softer. On the left, Azura had changed into a pale blue dress. She was no longer as boldly radiant as she had been on stage, but instead carried the graceful elegance of an evening banquet. She tilted slightly to the side, her blue hair falling over her shoulder, her smile like the clearest light in the city night. “The stage earlier was a blessing for everyone to see,” Azura said softly. “But this cake is only for Michael.” In the center, Dextra sat with elegant posture, her deep blue dress making her look even more mature. Usually, she gave off the impression of a sharp and capable businesswoman, someone who could arrange everything perfectly. But at this moment, her eyes did not look like she was managing a plan. Instead, they seemed to be protecting an important feeling. She looked at the candles on the cake, her tone much gentler than usual. “A birthday is not only a celebration of growing another year older. It is also a reminder that you have made it through another year. That alone is something worth cherishing.” On the right, Galuri wore a pink dress. Her long pink-purple hair flowed down over her shoulders, and her blue eyes reflected the candlelight like quiet flowers blooming on a spring night. Her hands rested gently on her lap, and as she looked at the cake, her expression carried a touch of emotion. “Michael,” Galuri said quietly, “on the stage earlier, we sang our blessings to you. But now, I want to say them a little closer, and a little more quietly.” She lifted her eyes, her voice soft and sincere. “I hope that in your new year of life, you will not only be surrounded by excitement, but also feel at peace in quiet moments. When you face difficulties, I hope you can still remember that there are people who truly wish for your happiness.” After hearing that, Azura smiled and reached toward the glass beside her, though she did not lift it right away. “Galuri said it so gently that now I feel embarrassed to just say a normal happy birthday.” Dextra glanced at her calmly. “Then say it in a less normal way.” Azura blinked, as if she had accepted a challenge, and immediately sat up a little straighter. “All right, then.” She looked forward with a bright smile. “Michael, may your new year of life be like the city lights tonight—beautiful from every angle, with something worth shining for no matter where you look from.” Dextra nodded lightly, then continued: “May every choice you make be supported by confidence. And when you make mistakes, may you not be too harsh on yourself. A truly meaningful life is not about being perfect forever. It is about being able to move forward, again and again.” Galuri smiled softly. “May you be loved, and may you know that you are worthy of being loved.” The three of them fell quiet at the same time. The candlelight flickered in their eyes, like three different kinds of blessings gathered together: Azura’s brightness, Dextra’s strength, and Galuri’s tenderness. Then Dextra gently pushed the cake forward a little. “All right, Michael.” Azura clasped her hands in front of her chest, her voice full of anticipation. “It’s time to make a wish.” Galuri also showed a gentle smile. “Quietly give your deepest wish to tonight.” Outside the window, the city lights sparkled. Inside the room, the candle flames swayed softly. In this place closer to the heart than any stage, the three of them looked at Michael together and counted down softly. “Three.” “Two.” “One.” “Happy birthday, Michael.” The moment the candles were blown out, the room briefly fell into darkness. But in the next second, applause and laughter filled the room, like another warmer kind of light, illuminating the night once again. 💜💗💜💗💜 OC information 💗💜💗💜💗 The second child of Kamui Gakupo and Megurine Luka Name: Kamui Galuri(神威ガルリ/巡音ガルリ/Megurine Galuri) Nickname:Sewayakidere Princess（世話焼きデレ公主）、Princess of Spring School：Kamiyama High School Grade 1 Boyfriend: Kamishiro Ruizuki Age: 16 Birthday:2/29 Personality: Gentle, sensitive, rational, emotionally supportive Appearance: Long pink-purple straight hair, smooth and glossy, giving a graceful and gentle look. Blue eyes, clear and full of emotion. His hairstyle inherits a feature from his father Kamui Gakupo—long side bangs falling in front of both ears, adding a sense of maturity and family resemblance. Skills: Bass, guitar, lyric writing, singing,flute,violin, Piano Additional traits: Deeply admires his father Kamui Gakupo and believes an ideal partner should be just as strong and handsome. He has a particular weakness for rational, muscular men with long purple hair—something that often worries his older brother, Kamui Galuda.