In the kitchen, the wind in a wheelchair is trying to stir-fry the vegetables in the pot. Ah, not nine years old to be exact, because today is the ninth birthday of the blast, so the nine-year-old storm has learned how to take care of himself early.

Although there is an uncle who is never masked and will send him living expenses at a fixed time, it is a pity that this is not what Hurricane wants the most.

Although it was her birthday, the meal cooked by the wind was also very simple, four dishes and one soup, meat and vegetarian, but this was still too much for a nine-year-old girl.

Accidentally making too much, Brushing Wind looked at the food on the table with some annoyance.

"Forget it, let's eat slowly."

I looked at the watch on the wall, and it showed 8:30.

Pick up the dishes and chopsticks and fold your hands.

"I'm moving."

There was no light on in the room, because the wind felt that the room was more empty than usual, and the moonlight poured down from the window to shine on the food on the table, giving an indescribable feeling.

The food tasted good, but the wind didn't have much appetite, so he hastily ate two bites and put down his chopsticks, and looked at the cake on the side of the table.

Reaching out and taking the cake and opening the package, the cake is not big, it is Wind's favorite chocolate cake, with 'Happy Birthday' written on it with cream. Looking at his favorite chocolate cake, Hurricane always felt something in his eyes that wanted to flow out.

It's a nine-year-old girl after all.

Shaking his head to calm his mind, he took the candles that came with the cake and carefully inserted nine candles on the cake to light the candles.

Looking at the flickering candlelight, the wind seemed to vaguely see the shadow of his parents in the depths of his memory, the parents who used to celebrate for themselves on their birthdays, cook for themselves, buy gifts for themselves, and never appear again, a tear flowed down the cheeks of the wind.

Tempest's mouth sang a slightly trembling birthday song.

“HAPPYBIRTHDAYTOYOUHAPPYBIRTHDAYTOYOUHAPPYBIRTHDAYHAPPYBIRTHDAYHAPPYBIRTHDAYTOYOU…………”

It's over.

Looking at the cake in front of him, the wind could no longer control his emotions and cried on the table.

"Woo woo woo ........."

I didn't wait for the wind to vent and the unexpected happened.

"Ding-dong ———"

The sound of the doorbell rang unexpectedly, disrupting the crying of the girl in the room.

Who is it? Who will come at this time, the wind is a little confused.

"Ding-dong————"

"Hi~~ Please wait."

With a rough feeling, I moved my wheelchair to the location of the gate.

Slowly turn the doorknob, and the door opens.

"Who?"

As for who is outside the door, it is naturally our protagonist Yue, who said that according to the steps of the moon and night, it should not arrive at this time?

In fact, the answer is very simple, because the moon who is in charge of leading the way is lost、、、 that's right, it's lost, as an old monster who has lived for I don't know how long (inside) is shamefully lost!!!!! , Moon has an urge to jump into the sea.

But fortunately, after some tossing and turning, I finally found my destination, although it was a little late, but this is not important.

Storm opened the door and saw the person clearly, and although his hair was a little long, he still recognized who it was at first sight.

I was surprised, because I received a call from Momoko some time ago that Yue had something to do, and I didn't expect it to appear here, and I didn't wait for the wind to speak first.

"Happy birthday, Gale."

In a word, it was like Sister Cannon's super electromagnetic cannon crashing into the heart of the wind.

Looking at the moon with a faint smile on her face, the wind smiled, smiled very happily, it turns out that there are still people who remember my birthday, and it turns out that there are still people who care about me......

With the force of her hands, Blast 'stood up' from her wheelchair, and then she thought about the direction of the moon, and she was not worried that she would fall to the ground, because she believed that the moon would borrow her.

Tsuki's actions caught Tsuki off guard, but Tsuki's hand quickly borrowed Tempest.

Sure enough, the wind laughed even more happily, and a tear crept down, a tear of joy.

The action moon of the wind is also aware of it, and he can guess a little bit about the heart of the wind.

Carefully put the wind back into the wheelchair, and the wind was also very cooperative, and wiped a handful of tears on Yue's clothes by the way.

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, Tsuki-chan come in, and this one is? …”

The wind finally noticed the night behind the moon, maybe it should be said that he subconsciously ignored the existence of the night?

"Hello, you're the wind, my name is the moon... Friend. ”

Although he was ignored, Night still generously stretched out his hand to introduce himself.

Although it is a little strange for this royal sister, since the other party is a friend of the moon, it is also his friend, and the wind shook hands with the other party very friendly, and then invited the other party into the house.

"Hello, come in, everybody."

After saying that, Blast turned his wheelchair and led the way in front, his eyes subconsciously swept Ye's chest, looked at Night's bulging chest and then looked at his flat chest, I don't know why Blast has a feeling of 'losing'.

Ahem, don't mention this.

Hurricane led the way to the living room and turned on the lights in the living room.

"Sit down, I'll pour tea."

Tempest had a smile on his face, and it was clear that the arrival of the moon had put Tempest in a good mood.

"No need."

Yue rejected the idea that Blast was going to pour tea, and Blast didn't insist that it was inconvenient for him to move.

Night looked at the candles still burning on the cake and a table of food, and suddenly felt a little hungry, it is no wonder that Moon and Night only ate one meal at noon, and the rest of the time has been looking for a place to live in the wind, no wonder if they are not hungry.

But even if she had an idea, she wouldn't show it, because she had just met Wind, so it wasn't appropriate to do so, and all she needed to do was wait, because she believed that Tsuki was a little hungry.

Yue was also a little hungry after walking for so long, and at this time he also noticed the food on the table.

After thinking about it, Yue got up and walked to the kitchen, took out two bowls, and then put the rice on the table.

The movement of the wind and the night looking at the moon curiously.

Yue pulled out a chair, then pointed to the empty seat on the table and said, "Come, you're welcome, sit down and eat something at night......... ”

The bastard acted as if it was his home.

Yue's action successfully mobilized the atmosphere in the living room, and the night was a little embarrassing, she didn't expect Yue to do this.

Tempest wasn't angry at Tsuki's movements, just a little crying and laughing.

"Hey, Tsuki-chan is my house here!."

The moon calmly 'looked' at the wind.

"Sa, don't care about this little thing, all you care about is (9)."

Tempest wanted to laugh a little, for the first time she found out that the moon still had such a side.