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[spacialeyes]

Wait, really? Th- There's no way that's true. I'd know if those kinda laws existed- I am time!

[dereban]

[ Wow, he sure outed himself... she'll call him out on it in a bit, but first: ]

Yeah, it's classified under some classified documents, of course you wouldn't know, they're meant to be kept secret. Don't tell anyone that I told you, they didn't want anyone with the power over time knowing.

[spacialeyes]

But I should be able to feel it..?? Am I that broken now? [Yuuto settles in his seat. Gullinle, fooled, and stressed.] I thought I was making something up so we could celebrate, but it was real???

[dereban]

... Oh, that was easy.

[spacialeyes]

... What was easy?

[dereban]

Getting you to confess to your lie.

[spacialeyes]

[Yuuto grabs his coffee cup when it floats up,] Wha- Uh... Well! Do you still not want to do anything? It's your birthday! Humans hold such things in high regard!

[dereban]

It's not my birthday anymore.

[spacialeyes]

But we could still do something belated, right..?

[dereban]

There's really no need for that. Seriously.

[spacialeyes]

If you’re really sure… I’m so sorry that I missed the actual day. I have no excuse for not paying attention.

[dereban]

It's not if you knew. There are two main things that I don't usually tell people. One of them being my birthday.

[spacialeyes]

[He's not sure if he should feel lucky for finding out, or like he's a bully.]

Do you simply not enjoy celebrations?

[dereban]

No, it's not that. I don't mind them. I just don't have any fond... recent memories of my birthday.

[spacialeyes]

Are fond memories required to celebrate birthdays? [He's starting to relax again,] I've probably never actually had a birthday party for me, so I'm not sure how it's properly done.

[dereban]

Mmm... not really, but it makes me less likely to want to celebrate, y'know?

[spacialeyes]

Mm, well… In any case, I should not have been so forceful. I’m sorry, Inaba-san.

It’s not like we need to be celebrating something to hang out, right? If you don’t mind…

[dereban]

[ She lets out a heavy sigh, her shoulders sagging. ]

It's fine... but you're right, yes. Anyway, are you done with your cake? We should get going.

[spacialeyes]

Oh- Yes! I’m sorry for holding you up.

[He steps out of the chair,]

Can I walk you home?

[dereban]

There's no need for that; I can get home on my own.