Extra Chapter
"Say, Riri-chan, when's your birthday?"
I gave her a certain date in June. But of course, it was still more than a month away.
"Can't celebrate that, then... too bad."
She forced out a giggle, seeming not so disappointed.
I felt a little bit peeved. Her attitude, especially how she accepted so easily that there won't be a celebration, rubbed me all the wrong ways. And here I was, about to ask her what she would do if the world wasn't coming to an end. But then again, there was no point in asking. After all, I knew for sure at this point that she wouldn't be celebrating my birthday.
"It doesn't mean anything anyway. Just another day out of three-hundred and sixty-five, or six."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"C'mon, shouldn't it be a day where you're extra happy?"
"It's just a normal day."
"Hmm... here, I'll give you this."
Saying that, she proceeded to pick a yellow gerbera from the vase on the table, and then presented it to me.
"What?"
I had bought it on impulse from a florist that I had visited by chance, instantly drawn by its vivid color.
"You don't know what it's called?"
"I do, but... I mean, this is just the thing I bought."
"All things come and go."
"Again, it's something I bought myself."
Yune, unfazed by my rebuttals, kept on holding the plant out to me. She also cracked a smile, seeming quite proud of herself, as if she was doing something nice.
I couldn't help but be annoyed time and time again by this woman's antics. Although she was older than me, she didn't give off that impression at all. I thought I might win against her when it came to academics, even. Besides, she was the strange one to begin with. I never understood why she had thought it would be a good idea to pick up an axe and head over to someone's house.
What an eccentric woman. If not for our specific circumstances, we surely would never have gotten to know each other and be spending time together now.
"This was mine to begin with, so don't you get any ideas."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince she probably wouldn't pipe down otherwise, I accepted it from her.
"Happy birthday."
This yellow gerbera had caught my attention at first sight; that was why I had bought it. I liked the look of its clustered capitulum and eye-catching color.
"Not yet."
I fiddled with the plant in my hand.
"In advance, I mean. We won't be able to celebrate then, but at least I can congratulate you now."
She forced out another giggle.
I put the plant back into its vase. There was no meaning to it; the gerbera had just gone trough Yune's hand back into its original place. I didn't receive anything.
The plan.