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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 💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 After the candles were blown out, the room fell silent for a brief second. The next moment, the first firework suddenly bloomed outside the window. Golden light burst open in the night sky, like a star suddenly blossoming into a flower. Then pink, blue, and purple fireworks rose one after another, making the city nightscape even more dreamlike than before. Azura was the first to lift her head, her eyes lighting up. “Look, fireworks!” Her voice was filled with surprise, as if even she had not expected the timing of this arrangement to be so perfect. Her pale blue hair was rimmed with soft gold by the light near the window. She leaned closer to the table, her smile blooming in the night. “Michael, do you see them? Even the sky is celebrating you tonight.” Sitting in the center, Dextra raised her eyes slightly. A delicate crown rested on her head, and beneath the mingled glow of candlelight and fireworks, her deep blue dress looked noble and calm. She was used to arranging everything perfectly, but even she seemed moved by the light outside the window. She smiled softly. “It seems today’s plan was a success.” Azura immediately turned to look at her. “So the fireworks really were arranged by you?” Dextra did not admit it right away. She simply lifted her glass and spoke in a steady tone. “What matters is not who arranged them, but whether Michael likes them.” Hearing that, Galuri, sitting on the right, could not help but laugh. Her long pink-purple hair fell over her shoulders, and her blue eyes reflected the fireworks outside the window, so gentle that it seemed as though she had taken the entire night into her heart. She lowered her gaze to the candles in the center of the cake, where a faint glow still lingered, and spoke softly. “I think he will definitely like them.” Then she lifted her head and looked toward Michael. “Because this is not an ordinary birthday party. This is a blessing the three of us prepared together.” The cake on the table looked soft beneath the candlelight. Blue and rose-colored flowers decorated the cream border, and a small chocolate plaque in the center carried Michael’s name. Though the writing shimmered slightly under the light, the feeling behind it could not have been clearer. Azura placed both hands on her lap and leaned forward slightly. “Michael, you already made your wish, right?” She blinked, smiling like someone trying to sneak a peek at a secret. “Although people say birthday wishes won’t come true if you say them out loud, if it’s a happy wish, we can help you protect it together.” Dextra glanced at her, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness. “Azura, don’t pressure the birthday star into revealing his wish.” “I’m not pressuring him,” Azura replied with a smile. “I just really want to know.” Galuri also laughed softly. “It’s all right even if a wish is never spoken out loud,” she said gently. “Some wishes, as long as they are carefully kept in the heart, will slowly grow into the light of the future.” Another firework rose outside the window. This one was blue-purple, like a flower blooming in a spring night. Its light reflected in Galuri’s eyes, making her look even more like the girl known as the **Princess of Spring**. She was always good at caring for other people’s emotions, and after every lively moment, she could always leave behind the quietest and softest place for someone. She said softly: “Michael, in your new year of life, I hope you encounter many moments worth remembering. Not only grand and special days, but also those small, ordinary happinesses.” Dextra continued: “I hope you can remain firm when facing choices, and calm when facing pressure. Even if some roads are not easy to walk, please do not forget that you have already worked harder than you realize.” Azura then smiled and raised her glass. “And I hope you can make a stylish entrance every day, just like tonight’s main character!” Dextra added calmly: “That sounds exactly like something you would say.” Azura puffed out her cheeks in protest. “That was a compliment, right?” “More or less.” Watching the two of them interact, Galuri could not help lowering her head with a smile. The formal, dreamlike birthday dinner gained a touch of real warmth because of their small exchange. And that was nice too. She thought so. A birthday did not need to be perfect from beginning to end like a fairy tale. What people truly remembered were often the laughter, the jokes, the glances, and who had stayed beside them in that moment. Dextra set down her glass and finally showed a more obvious smile. “Then, let’s officially cut the cake.” Azura immediately clapped her hands. “Great! I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long.” Galuri carefully picked up the knife, her movements gentle as if she were handling a precious gift. Dextra helped hold the plate steady, while Azura watched from the side, her eyes full of anticipation. When the first slice of cake was cut, fireworks happened to bloom outside the window once again. Golden light poured into the room, shining across the smiles of the three girls. Galuri placed the slice of cake on a plate and gently pushed it toward Michael. “The first slice, of course, goes to the most important person today.” Azura rested her chin in her hands, smiling brightly. “Happy birthday, Michael. You have to eat this bite with lots of happiness.” Dextra’s voice remained calm, but it was softer than usual. “May this birthday become the best beginning of your new year.” Outside the window, fireworks continued to bloom. Inside the room, candlelight continued to sway. And on this night surrounded by city lights, the scent of cake, and three heartfelt blessings, Michael’s birthday was no longer just a date. It became a memory that would be remembered for a long time. A birthday chapter written together by Azura’s radiance, Dextra’s protection, and Galuri’s tenderness. 💜💗💜💗💜 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.

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