Hans Birthday Skz Novels & Stories

Is he a kid? The music started playing while we began eating. I don't even know where they got these tasty foods. "Oh yeah, when is your birthday?" Kyros suddenly asked me that. Why is he curious about my birthday. "Mine is November 10." He said. November 10? How come they didn't celebrate his birthday? "My birthday is on January 29! Prepare your gifts for me." Sanjo interrupted while the others started booing him. "I'm asking Lili, not you," Kyros said with a frown on his face. It doesn't matter if he knew or not right?

SK said, patting her on the shoulder. "I know you've been all by yourself, so I want to lighten up your mood. I doubt you remember that my birthday is next Tuesday?" He asked with a smile. "Oh my God!" Prisca exclaimed, "Happy birthday in advance Mr. SK," she said excitedly as she threw her hands around him. "Forgive me, sir," she continued, "This whole thing made me forget."

After hesitating for several seconds, Estelle asked tentatively, “Could... Could you tell me your name again?” As she was about to lift her head from Mr. Mysterious’ arms, he gently pressed her head against his chest and spoke in a childlike tone, “I’ll only say it once this time. Since you didn’t hear it, you’ll have to wait until I feel like telling you the next time.” “It doesn’t matter if you tell me,” Estelle pouted and said. “Anyway, I know your family name is Hans, and your birthday is on December 31st.”

Dante yelled, and the crowd burst into laughter. “If you could indulge me for a couple more minutes. Not only is today Zander’s release date from the hospital, but it also happens to be his 17th birthday. Zander, if you can, follow me down the stairs.” Nathan grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs. Zander followed behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two chefs wheel out a cart. Nathan began singing "Happy Birthday," and the crowd soon joined in. On the cart was the most amazing cake. It was shaped and decorated like a football stadium. I don’t even want to know the cost of it, and honestly, I don’t care. The smile on Zander’s face is just incredible.

He only dragged me by the wrist into the private room and drank the toast Susan had offered me. Did I really have to take it so far as to divorce him over that? "Yes! Exactly because of something so trivial, I can't stay married to you anymore!" I stared straight at Hans. Facing the intense intimidation in his eyes, I calmly nodded and admitted it. In truth, I had sensed it long ago. Hans had started to change since last year. Unknowingly, he had completely forgotten Mom's death anniversary. Even now, he hasn't realized that the day of Susan's birthday was also the day of Mom's death anniversary.

“I'll make you fall for me and marry me instead,”—Aaron ……. “Happy Birthday, to you… Happy Birthday, to you, Happy Birthday our dear Zelle… Happy Birthday day, to you!” Everyone in the mansion sang the song to Zelle, and a few of them requested the same, "Blow the candle, miss!" ” With pink cheeks and a bright smile, Zelle blew out the candle on her favorite cake. Everyone stands up and applauds. "Wishing you a happy 17th birthday, Miss!"

Hazel's bubbly personality seemed to be the perfect compliment to Morana’s. "I definitely didn't see this coming. I don't know how you managed this so fast." My love's face was flushed with embarrassment and excitement simultaneously. "A master will never reveal their secrets." Hazel giggled. "I'm just glad I could make your birthday special." Hazel hugged her tight. “Happy birthday, bestie." She exclaimed. We happily celebrated Morana's birthday.

Seeing that Hana was not happy, Henry said, "Claura invites us to join him for her birthday later this month," Hana mentally calculated the time and nid-noded in denial, "Not in time, Henry. At the beginning of the month, I will give a challenge letter, as usual; if I go to the Black Dome and then go back to D.Ruck, it will not be in time," "You still want to challenge?" Henry was stunned. Hana smiled confidently, "Of course, I'll challenge all of them until I defeat all of D.Ruck," Henry stood up as if hearing a flurry of the news; he yelled, "All D.Ruck, are you kidding?"

he asks, wearily. It smiles, looking far too pleased. “It’s your birthday, is it not?” He blinks. …it’s not. Eden passes him a pitying glance as it serves him strawberry cake and Hans instantly bites his tongue to keep his mouth shut. …it’s not his birthday. And as he sits still, trying so hard not to blatantly stare over at the grave of his kin and its vessel (that was just there) while the demon fusses over him like a caring partner of the man who was supposed to be celebrating his birthday today, the very same person he had murdered years ago… Hans Bathory can only ask himself how and why he could have been so stupid, so ignorant all this time.

FLASHBACK TO SEVEN YEARS AGO… “So, Hana…what are we doing for your birthday this year?”. “We?”. Hana Shiozaki— now Sakura Hoshino— scoffs lightly. “It’s my birthday not yours, Mei”. She gathers her books in her hands and rises from her seat. “What’s wrong with saying we? Have you forgotten that our parents are both teachers?…I’m going to be invited to your birthday party, whether you like it or not”.