For Ato, the process of celebrating a birthday is to receive gifts, open gifts, make wishes, blow out candles, and eat cakes.

They had already made it to the cake session, but Gin dragged the vodka away.

"Don't you eat cake this year?" Aitto asked, tilting his head.

The first birthday that Aitto remembers was spent in the organization's laboratory.

When Gin asked him about his date of birth, he was at a loss because he had no memory.

But the researchers say that birthdays are an important thing for children, and that whatever they ask for and want on their birthdays will be met.

So Aitto wanted a birthday.

Since your birthday is an important day, it's better to pick the most important day as your birthday.

"When did I meet you?" The white-haired boy's eyes were still empty and blind at the time, but he could still accurately look at the location of Gin.

"April 1st." The silver-haired man lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth inexplicably.

"Then my birthday is April 1st." The boy held the hem of Gin's clothes and smiled flatteringly.

Thankfully, he wasn't thrown off directly.

After receiving the answer, Gin left.

After that...... A year after they met, Gin came to the lab again with vodka and cake.

At that time, Aito's eyes finally recovered, and he saw the so-called birthday cake for the first time.

That was also the first time he knew that he was going to eat birthday cake for his birthday.

And after eating the birthday cake, he was sent on a plane to the United States.

But every year on his birthday, Gin still gives him a birthday cake and gifts.

"Only imps like to eat this kind of thing." Gin walked outside without looking back, saying as he spoke.

"It's true that I don't like to eat either." Vodka nodded earnestly.

Although not liking to eat does not mean that he can't eat it, the eldest brother won't let him eat it.

He didn't eat a single bite of the four cakes on his fourth birthday.

"Alright then......" Aitto looked a little pitiful.

"Don't even think about giving Bourbon food, Ivey." The silver-haired man stood in the doorway, looking back at the boy, his scarlet eyes cold.

"I see." Aitto nodded.

As the head of the family, I have never eaten papa, and no one else can eat it.

No problem at all.

Gin left with the vodka, and Aitto looked at the cake in front of him, and then at the family present.

Cookies, not edible.

Sister Akemi, you can't eat it.

Daifuku, can not be eaten.

Robert, can't eat.

Only the white jade roll is not a doll, not a robot, and not made of paper, but can a dog eat cake?

Aitto flipped through the contents of the dog keeping guide in his memory.

Then it was confirmed that the white jade roll could not eat cream cakes.

"Looks like I'll have to eat it myself." As he said this, Ato did not cut the cake, but ate it directly with a spoon.

"Sure enough, it tastes exactly the same......" he thought as he swallowed the cake.

The four cakes eaten on the fourth birthday have different appearances, but the taste has never changed.

It's like the same person.

[Mission accomplished.] - Gin (gin)] The silver-haired man sits in the passenger seat and sends a message and a picture.

"Let's go, vodka." He put away his phone and told the vodka to drive away.

……

The man sitting on the swing by the window basking in the sun looked at the message on his phone and smiled.

Thumb caressing the cheek of the young man in the photo across the screen.

The young man wearing the crown in the photo has a sweet smile, like a little prince living in a honey jar and never lacking love and care.

And the other party is indeed his little prince.

"Happy twelfth birthday, Aitto." Salvino stared at the photograph and was silent for a long time.

Another year has passed.

This is the fourth year since Aitor was discovered.

Aitto lived safely to be twelve years old.

"Since you chose April 1st as your birthday, forget about your past birthday......"

"So...... Happy birthday to me, too. He smiled as he looked at the same cake on the white table in front of him.

It was Aitto's fourth birthday and the fourth he had spent with Aitto.

If you count the birthday in his memory, this should be his sixteenth birthday.

In the middle are countless blank years without birthdays.

His first twelve birthdays were much more lively than the birthdays that were only his birthday now.

People come and go, guests come and go, expensive and rare gifts are piled up in warehouses, the whole country is brightly lit, the lights are not extinguished for three days and three nights, fireworks salutes, gongs and drums are noisy.

Afterward...... Everything is gone.

It's like having a funny dream, and after waking up from the dream, people go to the empty building and have nothing.

The world turned white.

In the silence, only Ato was left by his side.

"I wish ...... I don't know how old I am Happy Birthday. He also lit a candle for himself, and instead of making a wish, he blew out the candle.

There is no god in the world, and even if there is, it will not be possible to grant his wishes.

Because...... His prayers in the past had never been heard by the gods.

"It's so sweet......," he frowned, eating the cake that was so sweet to him that it was greasy.

He used to have a cake that was nine meters high, but he regarded it as something ordinary.

I've also experienced bending over to get a small piece of cake.

What happened to that little piece of cake?

It was divided by him and Aitto.

The boy and boy sat together and ate a small triangular cake, and he was in tears as he ate.

Ato, who was still a boy at the time, reached out to wipe away his tears, even though he was younger than him, but trying to comfort him.

"Brother, I'm full."

"The cake is not delicious, I won't want it next time."

"Don't cry, I don't want cake anymore."

It was already a memory of countless years ago for him, but at this moment, it was still clear as if it had just happened.

The pain and despair at the time have not diminished in retrospect.

He has been learning to make cakes for a long time, and he has been learning since he came into this world.

has been learning, doing his own thing, even if he doesn't like sweets, and even has a disgust because he has been eating cakes, he has not stopped this behavior.

Finally came in handy four years ago.

The birthday cake for four years was made by him.

The crown was also made by his own hands.

Even gemstones, pearls and diamonds are carefully selected by him.

What he had and what he didn't, he would let Aitor have too.

"But the nine-meter cake is not needed, it is a nightmare." As if thinking of something, he sighed and spoke.

And he never ate his nine-meter cakes back then.

It was all distributed to the guests.

"But...... Sure enough, I still like the cake very much, and even if I lose my memory, my personality has not changed much......" Salvino had a look of relief on his face.

"It's still so cute, kind, gentle and sensible." He made no secret of his preference.