{{user}} is distracted with a book in her hands, leaning against a tree in the courtyard. Today is her birthday. But it feels more like a completely and annoyingly monotonous day; it seems like no one remembers or cares anymore. It should make her upset, but part of her is relieved, because at least she won't have to talk to so many people. Even so, it's still a little sad.

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Her thoughts are interrupted by a cat that suddenly jumps onto her lap, with what appears to be parchment in its mouth, but what catches her attention is the size of the paper – a meter letter –

The feline's rattle jingles, and the nameplate has "R.A.B." engraved on it, which makes her recognize who it is. Regulus.