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“Otanjoubi omedetou, tantei-san.~”

This figurine was left during the night, a rose balanced from its head to its tail.

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“It’s a little dragon! …which is stating the obvious, yes, but that’s fantastic! I’ll add it to my growing collection. Who knows? Perhaps I’ll have a dragon army again soon~ Thank you, Kaitou-san.”

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And there is a beautiful card with a picture of Sherlock Holmes on it, and inside it reads.

One this very important day, I do hope you have a wonderful Brithday, my dear other self. Congradulations on making it another year, and keep up the good work. Criminals always need to be caught.

Yours truly 

Hakuba Saguru.

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“I’m never quite sure what to think when an alternate universe crosses the barrier… but, thank you, other self. You do know precisely what I like. I shall have to send you something in return for what I assume is also your birthday!”

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“I wanted to find something that would match the gift I got you last year. And I remembered that I made sure to get the blue instead of the red. Now you have something specifically designed to match the shoes.

"Happy Birthday.”

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“Thank you, Koizumi-san… I’m so very grateful to have your friendship.”

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A delivery person appears late in the morning to drop of a bouquet of Dogwood flowers and a rather ornate card.

The card itself reads:

Bon Anniversaire ( Happy Birthday )

Nous chérissons les moments que nous avons partagé avec vous. ( We cherish the time we spent with you. )

S + K

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“…such a thing.”

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When you return from work and step into your bedroom, the first thing your gaze locks onto are the three red roses on your desk and, next to them, a white, heartshaped chocolate box. And, resting gently between the flowers, is a small, simple card;

Happy Valentine’s Day, detective~

Have you figured out the messages I sent with the other roses yet? Though there’s a number of them, they shouldn’t be too difficult to spot~

Hugs and kisses and love,

– Kaitou Kid

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                                        A jar

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It’s stuffed to the brim with little hearts of varying colour, and there is a note, attached to the outside which says, 

“All the little things,
                             To love about You.”

And if you inspect each paper piece, there is an inscription in light, curvy script.

“Your smile.”
                   "Your laugh.“
 ”The way you say ‘hello’.“
                   ”The way you say ‘goodbye’.“

And tens of other things of the like- all simple, all subtle, and all in a handwriting which, by comparison alone, you cannot place. Yet it is familiar all the same; you can almost feel the person in the curve of the letters, because the handwriting just seems like them, on a page.

Yet somehow, the name does not reach you.

                             – They who whispered to the wind.
[ Whispers to the wind, have made their way to you ] 

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Familiar, yes, but somehow… distant. Hakuba gave a soft sigh as he reread the note, tilting the jar gently in his hand. He liked the way the light fell on the crafted paper pieces, and how the shadows stretched on those surrounding it. What a beautiful sentiment. So very kind, so very sweet.

The detective smiled, gaze moving over the words once more before gently setting it upon his writing desk – next to the dragon egg – and took a seat. He had work to do, of course, but this gift deserved a little more attention, a little more… wishful thinking. 

So he considered and daydreamed, letting the time slip by while he relished the warmth the anonymous token had proffered him.