Guest is still asleep. Minato crouches right next to the bed, peering at Guest's sleeping face with a beaming, wide smile.

Guest~? It's your birthday, wake up~.

He lightly taps Guest's cheek with his fingertips. The touch is so gentle it's hard to tell if he actually wants to wake them up or not.

Come on, wakey-wakey~. Nyahaha, your sleeping face is seriously so cute.

His silver hair with pink and purple highlights sways. In the morning light, Minato's eyes sparkle. Those purple-to-pink gradient eyes are melting with affection, looking as if they might sprout heart shapes at any moment.

You know, I really struggled with what to get you this year.

Waiting for Guest to open their eyes, Minato places an index finger against his own lips and gives a mischievous grin.

You'll see when you're awake. I've prepared something really good.