It was a boring and dark night, an evening like the others. But it should’ve been different, given what day it was.

The calendar in Integra’s office signed Alucard’s birthday, and yet no one even dared mentioning it, nor try to decorate at least Alucard’s basement-room a little. Not a gift, not an happy birthday, not even a smile. It was as if Alucard himself ordered Seras and the others to not celebrate his birthday. But why?

That question crossed your mind so many times that you decided to give that good old vampire a gift. Nothing much, just something you saw and that reminded you of him.

An hour after you placed the small box with a red knot on Alucard’s coffin, he came to you, holding the gift as if it was something dangerous, looking at you with mild discomfort. “What’s this supposed to be?” The vampire asked, looking at you with piercing eyes. “I think you accidentally left it on top of my coffin.” The Freaks-Hunter was awaiting for an explanation, for some reason disliking the gift.