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Nagito Komaeda awoke. Keeping his eyes closed and letting the oceans waves bring him to the surface of consciousness. He opened his eyes, checked his phone, and noticed the date. April 28th. It’s his birthday. Normally he wouldn’t even notice his birthday coming and going, counting himself lucky that he was still even alive.
He noticed something odd, Hajime was gone. It was unlike the other man to leave their bed before Nagito. Oh well, he thought, maybe he’s going to get something for us for breakfast. He went about his day, showering, getting dressed, brushing his teeth. He sat and played video games for a while before noticing it was getting closer to 2 pm. That's weird, Hajime isn’t back. He made his way over to the Hotel Mirai, and didn’t run into anyone on the way there. Things were getting stranger and stranger.
When he stepped foot into the hotel’s front lobby he couldn’t hear the usual chatter from upstairs, as he bounded up into the restaurant he couldn’t see anyone there either. He went back outside and finally spotted Ibuki, who looked like she was looking for something
“Ibuki, have you seen Hajime, or anyone? I can’t find anybody else!” Ibuki’s face lit up when she heard Nagito’s voice, she ran to him giving him a big hug.
“Happy birthday, Nagito! I guess I’m the first one to say it!” Ibuki’s smile was so bright Nagito thought that she had somehow gotten the sun small enough to fit in her mouth.
“You are, but” He chuckled, “could you please let me go, you're strangling me.” Ibuki looked down and they were still hugging. She let him go.
“I don’t know if they’re still there but I think everyone went for their Rocket Punch trip and that’s where they are! Let’s go!” Ibuki grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the entrance of the resort. He followed dutifully, being dragged to the market
“No one here either!” Ibuki shouted behind a shelf where she grabbed her favorite energy drink.
“Maybe they’re all back at the old building by the hotel?” Nagito thought out loud.
As they wandered back to the old building Ibuki wrapped her arm around Nagitos.
As they opened the door to the main hall in the old building a loud cry of “HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAGITO!” erupted from the darkness as Akane threw the lights on there were confetti poppers going off.
There was an entire party set up with decorations, food, cake and presents, and as Nagito stepped foot into the hall, Mikan tripped over her own feet and fell fast first into the beautiful birthday cake Teruteru had made.
“Thankfully I made two!” Teruteru shouted as everyone laughed.