With Morning’s happy chirp, the tentacle reflexively conjoined with another tentacle- wired hands flexing together to form a heart. Maruki held back his grimace, unsure why his persona had to always be so expressive with everything it did.
That said- he sorted the numbered candles on both the cakes and grinned, preparing a ready lighter with the slightest smell of cigarette coming from it as he chuckled lightly at Hamuko’s remark. "Believe me the cake looked like something out of a nightmare when I got the icing out- Hamuko-san helped out in evening all the wrinkles. When I say she's been a great help so far, I mean it."
"Alright I will light up the candles now and this might be silly but go ahead and make a wish. After that comes my true test on whether or not the taste suffices-!" The flames dance over the wick of the candles reflecting "17" and "33" on the cakes.
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That said- he sorted the numbered candles on both the cakes and grinned, preparing a ready lighter with the slightest smell of cigarette coming from it as he chuckled lightly at Hamuko’s remark. "Believe me the cake looked like something out of a nightmare when I got the icing out- Hamuko-san helped out in evening all the wrinkles. When I say she's been a great help so far, I mean it."
"Alright I will light up the candles now and this might be silly but go ahead and make a wish. After that comes my true test on whether or not the taste suffices-!"
The flames dance over the wick of the candles reflecting "17" and "33" on the cakes.