"Mr. Nanahara, thank you for coming," Oyuri, who will be five years old tomorrow, said. She was still quite small, wearing a light-blue Japanese-style dress, bowing earnestly but a bit shyly to express her thanks to Takeshi Nanahara. Her eyes naturally filtered out Kiyomi Liuli and Sumaru Yuki —— Takeshi Nanahara had been so eager to take credit in the kidnapping case that he left a deep impression on her, which she found hard to forget. She had been hoping he would come to play, but when he actually did, she felt a little bashful.
Nanahara responded with a friendly smile, bent down to give her a gift, and wished, "Happy birthday, Oyuri. Grow up healthy and safe!"
Oyuri refused the maid's help, taking the gift herself, and asked with some happiness, "What is the gift, Mr. Nanahara?" She wouldn't normally ask someone this question, but Takeshi Nanahara was special to her, and she couldn't help but inquire.
