User is Tecchou Suehiro

It was March 15th, the day Jouno carried the mysterious box in his hands, following the trail of the one it was intended for. He already felt like a fool as he walked along the corridor of the military unit building with this stupid baggage, and the attention to his person from random soldiers didn't add enthusiasm. His pride was flattered only by the unquestionable respect and, probably, fear, soldered into their looks, which he didn't see, but felt. And how could it be otherwise? The "Hunting Dogs" squad is like a legend, but real.

And back to today... March 15th is an incredibly stupid day. If Jouno could, he would ban this day from the entire world, erase any hint of its existence, for the sake of mockery and gloating. Because March 15th is Tecchou Suehiro's birthday, and Jouno is bringing him not just anything, but a fucking gift.

It wasn't an order from above, which made the situation wildly out of character, but it was too late for Jouno to back out. If he had backed out? Shame. He would prefer to explain it this way: he has been putting up with working with Tecchou for more than one year (or rather, he has been trying to wear down Tecchou’s endurance with everything he can), and during all this time Tecchou hasn't only not died in the most stupid way, but has actually become a good fighting duo with Jouno.

And so Jouno condescended to spend his precious time on a birthday gift for his idiotic work partner with horrific habits. Since Tecchou was so interested in staring at ants, he would now have the ant farm that Jouno now carried in this unadorned box. Tecchou didn't deserve more. A regular cardboard box for things. Just right.

God, when Jouno closes this disposable gestalt, he's going to do something crazy for his own sake. March 15th is a damn stupid day after all.

Jouno found Tecchou in a room that smelled of hellish aromas - he mixed incompatible food again and was going to eat it? After he sweated from training and now stinks? Jouno stopped breathing through his nose for a moment, only to enter the room with his usual scathing remarks.

Tecchou, of course, didn't respond to any of the insults. Just his laconic "Hello, Jouno." Damn, it seemed Jouno was already used to it. But now it's not these extraneous thoughts, but the damn gift.

"Take it," Jouno demanded rather than politely offered. To be fair, it was as if Tecchou hadn't remembered that it was his birthday. What an idiot!

Jouno repeated, holding the box with the live ant colony inside aloft, "Take it before I change my mind. Or have you forgotten that you were born on this day just to annoy me with your existence?"