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“Another Kuroba-san Kaitou-san…?”
“Now if only you could trust me enough to not put something awful on a gift.” Harrumph.
“…all teasing aside, it is appreciated. I apologize for not being as warm as you and I would both prefer. I am trying, however.”
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…okay forget going to bed I’m just going to watch these for the rest of the night.
“This has actually been in our library for as long as I can remember but… I think you’ll take better care of it. It’s the manuscript for The Boscombe Valley Mystery that Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote by hand. I remember that it’s your favorite so I thought you might like it. Happy birthday.”
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“This…. This is…”
“This can’t be… Is it really-?”
“B-but… Kudou-sen… Kudou-san…”
“I.. don’t even… know what to say…
"Really.. don’t..
"Ah..
"Kudou-sama…”
"Ah… th-thank you…“
“I got you a gift. I know you prefer your clothes a little more reserved but I even chose the blue ones over the red for you.”
“I’m sure that you can find something to wear with them. I might even buy you an outfit to go with it for Christmas. Happy birthday, Hakuba-kun.”
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“A gift from Koizumi-san? I’m not sure whether to be frightened or elated. Still, they are nice… and you did, indeed, pick blue instead of red…"
"Well, I suppose I shall have to inspect them and, if they end up being clean and free of any poisons, traps, and visible curses, I will put them to good use. Thank you, Koizumi-san… I…”
“…it was actually very sweet of you to remember my birthday. Thank you, again.”
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I think I remember him mentioning a peacoat he wanted. I don’t remember the precise one…
It took a long time to find one with a fairly good inscription, but the signature’s still pretty well in tact.
Okay it took a lot of willpower not to keep this myself (fortunately I found a different set for my own collection) but this was still too charming to pass up.
Happy Birthday, My dear Detective!
“Ah! Wh-what?! How?! Why?! This is far too much… God, I’m… Wow. What in heaven’s name did I do to deserve this? Emi-kun… Ah, I love them all so much. I…”
“Thank you, Emi-kun. And thank you, too, Hannah-chan, for delivering them to me with such care.”
“Shhhhsh I got you a present, hope you like it.” Akira frowned as Loki circled her ankles. She groaned. Dumb cat, always needing to be fed. Food poured and cat eating away, Akira dashed out the door, almost forgetting to lock it in her haste.
Jammed the elevator button, tapping her foot impatiently, run for the stairs and hear the elevator doors slide open as she descends the first five steps and sigh. Akira flew down nine flights of stairs and beamed at the waiting Hakuba. She hopped into the convertible without waiting for him to open the door (ergo her forgoing the skirt – jumping over a door is far more fun than chivalry). “Let’s go!”
The detective stared when his classmate literally hopped into his car, hand slowly retracting from the door handle. He had, in fact, intended to open the door for her but… well, all right then!
“Yes, let’s go indeed. Don’t forget to buckle up."
Hakuba turned the car back on, smirking as the engine roared to life. He checked his mirrors, and pulled away from the curb and out into the city. They were headed for Tokyo, which was a 36-40 minute drive from their starting point. He stole a glance at her.
"Please don’t tell me that the box you’re holding is a gift for me."