I woke up to a soft chime in my head.
[SYSTEM ALERT: Happy Birthday, Renji Sakamoto]
Age: 17 (Chronologically). Mentally? You're still that smug 50, No, 51-year-old bastard.
Enjoy the chaos that's coming today. All your women are plotting something, alongside your boys. Have fun surviving it.
"Yeah, yeah…" I muttered, running a hand through my hair. "You could've just said 'happy birthday,' y'know."
[And...Where's the fun in that?]
A lazy grin tugged at my lips as sunlight spilled through the blinds. It was May 15th, my so-called rebirth day.
And somehow, I could already feel the air carrying more tension than caffeine in Reina's coffee.
I grabbed my phone, half-expecting the usual spam from classmates.
Instead, my notifications looked… special.
Rika Shoku:
Happy birthday, Renji. You've grown so much… and I don't just mean your grades. I hope you're ready for a surprise later today. ❤️
I smirked. "Oh, I'm definitely ready, sensei."
Reina Hakari:
