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The sun sank below the horizon, and night enveloped the entire city.

As Mizugaki Tsukasa followed behind Isla, the anger that had risen from his incompetence was gradually being replaced by feelings of guilt and confusion.

He thought what followed would be a long cold war, or even more intense arguments.

However, when the two reached the fork in the road leading to the staff dormitory, Ella stopped again.

She turned around, her red eyes, which still seemed empty in the night, calmly gazing at Si.

Si subconsciously tensed his body, preparing to face a new wave of impact.

But Ella's words left him completely stunned.

Tomorrow is Nina's birthday.

Her voice remained calm, but the content was completely different from anything Si had anticipated.

Before Si could react, Ella pulled an electronic project proposal from her briefcase, the screen's light illuminating her expressionless face.

"This is one of the standard procedures for the Terminal Services Department, a final farewell ceremony."

"I've already developed a detailed birthday party plan based on the target family's situation. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we need to go shopping for ingredients and decorations."

Si's mouth was slightly open, his mind blank.

He looked at the professional project proposal that listed cake recipes, game flow, and even a list of background music, and then at the calm girl in front of him, who seemed as if nothing had happened yesterday.

A strong sense of absurdity exploded in his mind.

I was stunned. I thought they were about to fight, but they were just talking about business?

That's what you call professional!

While Si was still fuming on the first level, Ella was already preparing after-sales service in the atmosphere. Is this the difference between a newbie and an expert?

For the first time, Si realized how utterly vulnerable his pitiful compassion was in the face of Ella's sophisticated work system.

It turned out that she was trying to piece together those sorrows in a way he couldn't understand.

The next day, when Si and Ella knocked on the old lady's door again, they were no longer greeted with tears of despair.

Ella arranged the flour, butter, and fresh fruit she had purchased on the kitchen counter.

"Grandma, let's make a unique birthday cake for Nina together."

Ella's voice carries an irresistible tenderness.

For the next few hours, Si felt as if he were in another world.

He watched as Ella skillfully instructed the old lady on how to whip cream and played Nina's favorite riddle game.

He also saw Ella in the center of the room, using her program interface to project a dazzling virtual fireworks display.

Under that false yet beautiful starry sky, genuine smiles appeared on the faces of both the old woman and Nina.

Ella maintained a gentle smile throughout, a smile devoid of any personal emotion, yet utterly considerate.

She was like a master planner, precisely controlling every step, making this destined-to-be-sad farewell full of the radiance of happiness.

Sitting in the corner, Mizugaki Tsukasa was overwhelmed with emotion, words failing to describe it.

He finally understood that Ella wasn't incapable of understanding emotions.

On the contrary, she knows better than anyone how to create happiness.

She simply channeled all that gentleness into her work.

At the end of the birthday party, Nina, after blowing out the candles, fell into a deep sleep in her grandmother's arms with a happy smile.

The old woman held Ella's hand as she prepared to leave, her cloudy eyes brimming with tears.

She didn't speak, but simply bent down and bowed deeply to the silver-haired girl she had only met twice.

"Thank you, child."

The old man's voice was hoarse but sincere.

"Thank you for making Nina happier on her last day than ever before. I have no regrets."

These words erased the last bit of prejudice Si had against Ella.

It also caused countless viewers in front of the screen to completely burst into tears.

[Waaaaah! You old scoundrel Su, give me back my tears!]

This is true healing! The most beautiful flower blooms on the ruins of despair!

Ella, my angel.

On the return trip on the tram, the carriage swayed gently along the tracks.

Looking at Ella quietly gazing out the window beside him, Si felt a surge of admiration and affection welling up inside him.

He mustered the greatest courage of his life and broke the silence.

"That senior, you're really amazing. Without you, today's birthday party wouldn't have been possible..."

"and."

Si's voice sounded a little nervous, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Next time we have a day off, how about we go to the amusement park together?"

This was the first time he genuinely wanted to understand this girl and enter her world.

Upon hearing the words "amusement park," the last trace of gentleness on Ella's face vanished instantly.

She slowly turned her head, looking at the night view rushing past the window, her calm profile reflected in the glass.

She spoke softly in a distant tone.

"I do not create memories."

The anticipation and shyness on Mizugaki Tsukasa's face froze instantly.

He felt as if he had run with all his might, only to crash headfirst into an invisible wall.

The tram roared into a dark tunnel, and the light inside the carriage suddenly dimmed.

It was as if, in an instant, they had entered the lonely abyss in Ella's heart, a place that refused all light.

In front of the screen.

The audience, who were just moved to tears by Ella's gentleness, were pierced through the chest by the immense power of this line.

【? ? ? 】

【No! Tsukasa finally mustered up the courage! Why are you refusing?!】

Immediately afterwards, those who had seen the spoilers revealed the cruelest truth in the comments section.

Because she's dying! You idiot!

The more memories created, the deeper the pain left for the protagonist!

The line, "I can't create memories," is more impactful than a thousand "I love you"s.

Because the woman who said those words must have longed for memories of her own more than anyone else!