特別企画｜5/13 Michael🎉 Happy Birthday 👏

Dextra & Azura is Michael OC (https://pixai.art/@art-create-918) Kamui Galuri is My OC 💙🎂 Happy Birthday, Michael! 🎂💙 On this special day, may the brilliance of blue surround you like the endless sky 🌌✨, bringing peace, strength, and inspiration. Blue stands for wisdom, trust, and dreams — qualities that shine through you. May this new year of life be as vast as the ocean 🌊, guiding you to chase your goals bravely, and as free as the sky 🕊️, opening doors to infinite possibilities. To make this blessing more unique, I tried creating a birthday artwork with your beloved OCs — Dextra, the strong business lady 💼🔥, and Azura, the radiant model 🌟💃. I also added my own OC Kamui Galuri 💗✨, hoping to weave together our worlds into a special gift. Though the artwork isn’t perfect yet 😅, I truly hope you feel the heart behind it 🎨💙. Friendship is like starlight ⭐, and you are the brightest star among them. May your smile always shine 😄💫, and may your days be filled with surprises and joy 🎁🎉. Once again, happy birthday, Michael! May the blessings of blue always stay with you 💙🌌. 💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 The moment the lights came on, the entire stage seemed to ignite with stars. Purple, pink, and blue beams crossed through the air, while ribbons hung from above like soft strips of silk, wrapping tonight’s stage into one grand gift. In front of the audience, countless glow sticks swayed with the rhythm, sparkling like waves across a sea of light. Above the stage hung a huge birthday banner. **HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL** The gold and rose-colored letters shone beneath the lights, decorated with stars and hearts on both sides. It was not just ordinary decoration. It was a blessing the three of them had personally checked again and again. “Are you ready?” Dextra asked softly from the center of the stage, gripping her microphone. Her voice was steady, though a tiny trace of nervousness hid beneath it. Usually, she was like a dependable businesswoman—sharp, composed, and capable of taking control of any situation. But tonight was different. Tonight was not a meeting, not a negotiation, and not a place where she needed to stay perfectly calm. Tonight was Michael’s birthday. So she wanted to send him a warmth she rarely put into words. On the left, Azura smiled first. Her clear, bright blue hair shimmered under the spotlight, and she stood there as naturally as a professional model stepping onto a runway. She lifted her hand and waved gently toward the audience, her movement graceful and radiant, as if the whole stage became brighter because of her smile. “Of course we’re ready,” Azura said with a playful wink. “Michael is the star today. We can’t lose to the lights and the banner, can we?” On the right, Galuri held her microphone close. Her long pink-purple hair flowed smoothly over her shoulders, glossy and gentle. The long side bangs falling in front of both ears, inherited from her father Kamui Gakupo, gave her a mature and elegant family resemblance. Her blue eyes reflected the stage lights like a lake holding the colors of spring. Galuri smiled softly, her voice as light as falling petals. “I’m ready too. Today, I want to sing the gentlest and most sincere blessing for Michael.” Dextra looked at her, and her gaze softened. “Then let’s begin.” The music started. When the first note fell, Azura stepped forward first. She reached out her hand as if inviting the whole world to join the celebration. Her voice was bright and clear, filled with the confident stage presence of a model, turning the birthday blessing into a beam of blue light shining into the night sky. “Tonight’s starlight shines for you.” She sang as her skirt fluttered lightly with her steps. Every turn looked carefully rehearsed, yet so natural that it seemed as though she had always belonged on stage. Cheers burst from the audience, and the glow sticks waved along with the beat, the blue sea of light responding to her. Then Dextra continued with the second verse. Her voice was calmer than Azura’s, like a cup of mature, comforting tea. She did not use exaggerated expressions or deliberately charming gestures, and because of that, every lyric she sang carried a special weight. “May every year you have walked through be something you can remember with pride.” Dextra looked toward the space beneath the banner, as if speaking directly to Michael. She was not good at expressing emotions too openly, but she knew some blessings did not need glamorous wrapping. As long as they were sincere, they would reach their destination. **Happy birthday.** **May the world treat you gently.** **And may you never forget that you deserve to be celebrated.** Finally, Galuri took a quiet breath. Her fingers tightened slightly around the microphone. She had always been gentle, sensitive, and good at supporting the emotions of others. She knew that birthdays were not always only about happiness. Sometimes, they also made people look back on everything they had experienced over the past year. So she did not want to sing only excitement. She wanted to sing companionship. She wanted to sing, “You are not alone.” When Galuri’s voice rose, the stage lights suddenly softened. Pink and purple light intertwined around her like a spring sunset. “If one day you feel tired, please remember—there is still someone willing to sing for you.” Her singing was so tender that the audience almost held its breath. It was not a high note meant to show off, nor was it a performance made to force emotion. It was a sincere comfort, like someone gently placing a warm coat over your shoulders and whispering, “You’ve already done so well.” Azura turned to look at her, her smile growing softer. Dextra lowered her gaze slightly, the corners of her lips lifting. Their three voices joined together in the chorus. “Happy Birthday, Michael—!” In an instant, a giant fireworks effect burst across the screen behind them. Confetti fell from the sky, every light on the stage flashed brightly, and the entire venue seemed flooded with happiness. Azura spread her arms wide, smiling brilliantly. “Michael! Today, you have to be happier than anyone!” Dextra raised her microphone, her tone firm but warm. “For your new year of life, may you have enough courage, and more than enough luck.” Galuri held her microphone with both hands and looked forward with sincere eyes. “And may you feel cherished, even on the most ordinary days.” Together, the three of them reached their hands toward Michael, as if personally offering him all the light, music, petals, and blessings of the stage. The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder. And within that bright wave of sound, Galuri suddenly smiled softly. She thought that perhaps birthdays were exactly like this. Not because the world truly became perfect on this one day, but because someone was willing to light up the stage for you, prepare a song for you, call your name, and tell you— **Your existence itself is something worth celebrating.** The music reached its final beat. Azura, Dextra, and Galuri stood side by side at the center of the stage and bowed deeply toward Michael. Then they lifted their heads and shouted together with their brightest smiles: “Michael—!” “Happy birthday!” “May your next year be surrounded by light, just like tonight!” 💜💗💜💗💜 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.