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8/27 Akiyama Mizuki ïŒæå±±çåžïŒ Birthday Concert:https://youtu.be/54P-Nrqijys?si=9a5vjeTQkOujt41g ððððð Story ððððð A Bouquet and an Unfinished Surprise The final note slowly faded beneath the night sky. The stage lights did not go out immediately. Instead, they remained softly illuminated, casting a warm glow over the ten performers standing at the center of the stage. Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Fireworks were still bursting in the distance, one after another, their reflections shimmering across the river as though the entire surface had been painted with the colors of the night. Mizuki stood in the center, still breathing slightly heavily after the final dance. She looked out at the countless people in the audience, her smile never fading. "Thank you, everyone!" She bowed deeply. The applause grew even louder. "Tonight was so much fun!" Rin ran over beside her, waving with a bright smile. "Happy birthday, Mizuki!" The audience immediately joined in. "Happy birthday!" Rin blinked. "Did you hear that? Everyone is wishing you a happy birthday!" Mizuki smiled even more brightly. "Yeah! I heard every bit of it!" Len raised his microphone. "Then let's do it one more time." He turned toward the audience. "Everyone, can you say it together?" The voices of the entire crowd gathered at once. "Happy birthday, Mizuki!" Mizuki froze for a moment. Then she covered her mouth and laughed. "You're all cheating...!" Teto immediately followed. "Not loud enough!" She put a hand beside her ear. "I couldn't hear you at all!" The audience immediately shouted even louder. "Happy birthday!" Teto nodded in satisfaction. "That's more like it!" Miku stood nearby, watching the atmosphere with a gentle smile. "Mizuki, you've received so many birthday wishes today." "Yeah." Mizuki looked toward the audience. "There are so many that I might need a long time to remember them all." Miku spoke softly. "Then you don't have to remember every single one." Mizuki turned toward her. "Huh?" "Just remember how happy you were tonight." Mizuki paused for a moment before smiling. "Okay." Luka stepped closer. "And the night sky will remember tonight for you, too." She looked up at the fireworks still blooming overhead. "A birthday like this should be hard to forget." Mizuki looked up as well. "Yeah... I'll definitely never forget it." Kaito raised his microphone with a smile. "But if everyone keeps shouting like this, tonight might turn into an extra-long birthday party." Meiko immediately replied, "Isn't that a good thing?" "True." Kaito laughed. Meiko turned toward the audience. "If everyone still has this much energy, then let's give the birthday girl another round of applause!" The audience erupted once again. Mizuki quickly waved her hands. "Thank you! Really, thank you!" Gakupo looked toward the crowd and smiled. "The atmosphere tonight is wonderful." He raised his hand slightly. "I think Mizuki can hear all of you, right?" The audience once again shouted their birthday wishes. Mizuki waved toward everyone. "I can hear you!" Meanwhile, Rui had remained silent. He stood slightly behind the others, wearing a faint smile. Mizuki noticed what he was doing. "Rui? What's wrong?" Rui didn't answer. Instead, he turned and walked toward the side of the stage. Mizuki watched him curiously. "Huh?" Rin tilted her head. "Where's he going?" Len shook his head. "I don't know." Teto blinked. "Could it be another secret plan?" Rui soon returned to everyone's view. And this time, he was holding a bouquet of flowers. It was a carefully arranged birthday bouquet. The flowers looked especially vivid beneath the stage lights, and a delicate ribbon was tied around the wrapping. Mizuki stared at the bouquet. "This is..." Rui walked over to her. "For you." He held out the bouquet. Mizuki didn't take it immediately. "Really? It's for me?" Rui nodded with a smile. "Isn't it your birthday today?" Mizuki carefully accepted the bouquet. She looked down at the flowers, her expression gradually softening. "They're beautiful..." Rui looked at her. "Do you like them?" Mizuki looked up. "I do." She paused. "I really love them." Rui smiled slightly. "Good." Mizuki held the bouquet close and gently smelled the flowers. "So this is the surprise you were talking about." Rui shook his head. "Only part of it." Mizuki's eyes widened. "There's more?" Rui simply smiled without answering. Mizuki looked at him helplessly. "You really like keeping secrets, don't you?" Rui leaned slightly closer. "Because seeing your expression right now makes keeping the secret worthwhile." Mizuki's cheeks turned slightly pink. She immediately looked back down at the bouquet. "...That somehow makes me even more embarrassed." Rui simply chuckled. A burst of laughter came from nearby. Rin folded her arms. "Looks like Mizuki really likes the present." Len nodded. "Yeah. She's smiling even more than before." Mizuki immediately turned around. "I am not!" Teto laughed. "You totally are!" "Teto!" "Hahaha!" Miku couldn't help laughing as well. "But the flowers really are beautiful." Luka nodded. "They suit tonight's stage perfectly." Meiko glanced at the bouquet. "And they match her outfit, too." Kaito added, "Now the birthday stage feels complete." Gakupo nodded. "Fireworks, music, and a birthday bouquet. That's plenty of memories for one night." Mizuki hugged the bouquet. "Don't make it sound like you're reviewing a concert proposal!" Everyone laughed again. Then someone in the audience shouted, "Happy birthday, Mizuki!" The voice began in one section of the crowd, then quickly spread across the entire plaza. "Happy birthday!" "Happy birthday!" Mizuki looked at the audience before her, her eyes gradually brightening. She raised her microphone. "Thank you, everyone!" Rin waved toward the crowd. "Everyone, let's say it together one more time!" The audience immediately responded. "Happy birthday!" Len smiled. "That was even louder than before." Teto said excitedly, "Yes! That's the energy!" Miku looked at Mizuki. "Did you hear it?" "Yeah." Mizuki held the bouquet tightly. "I heard all of it." Luka smiled. "Then keep that sound somewhere safe in your heart." Meiko nodded. "When you think back on tonight someday, I'm sure you'll remember how lively it was." Kaito smiled. "And the fireworks certainly won't let us forget tonight easily." Gakupo looked up at the sky. "Looks like the final round of fireworks is about to begin." As soon as he said that... Whoosh! A streak of light shot into the night sky. Mizuki looked up. The next moment... Boom! A massive firework bloomed across the sky. Golden light instantly illuminated the entire plaza. Then another, and another, and another... Fireworks of every color continued to blossom overhead. The audience gasped in wonder. All ten performers stood on the stage together, watching the sky. Mizuki held the bouquet and remained silent for a few seconds. Then she gave the happiest smile of the entire night. "This is really... amazing." Rui stood beside her. "I knew you'd like it." Mizuki turned toward him. "Thank you, Rui." Rui looked at her. "Happy birthday, Mizuki." This time, he didn't say anything mysterious. He simply gave her his birthday wish sincerely. Mizuki answered just as sincerely. "Yeah. Thank you." Another unified birthday cheer rose from the audience. "Happy birthday, Mizuki!" Mizuki turned toward the crowd. She raised the bouquet high into the air. "Thank you, everyone!" The fireworks continued blooming behind her. Rin, Len, Miku, Teto, Luka, Gakupo, Kaito, Meiko, and Rui all stood beside her. No one was in a hurry to leave. The concert may have ended, but the birthday night was still alive with countless wishes beneath the fireworks. 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