苗木诚生日纪念图，不多解释，纯私货
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结束了今天和绝望战斗，战争已经成为了日常。苗木诚靠在毁坏的墙边，要不是雾切响子在早上的时候提醒他，他可能早就忘了想起来今天是自己的生日。从口袋里摸出一根香烟，点燃，抽了一口，然后咳嗽着把香烟拿走。十神白夜说香烟对舒缓神经有所帮助，但他还是不适应这种辛辣的气味。
他学不来这些成年人的消遣，就像他的时间停留在了毕业的那一刻，每当想起那些不会再变老的同学、朋友之时，他的内心都苦涩难名。
苗木诚想起那段在学校里的日子，不禁会想到：不知道我的同学们在死后可有安宁，如果真有天堂，我希望在死去之后还能再见到他们一面。
突然，一通手机电话打了过来，是一个陌生的公共电话号码。他有些困惑地接通了电话，从电话的那头传来了陌生又熟悉的声音：

“生日快乐，苗木君。”

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Today's battle against despair concluded, the war having become routine. Leaning against a crumbling wall, Naegi realised that had Kirigiri not reminded him that morning, he might well have forgotten it was his birthday. He drew a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a drag, then coughed and set it aside. Togami claimed smoking helped soothe the nerves, but he still wasn't used to the spicy smell.
He could never acquire these adult pastimes, as if time had frozen for him at graduation. Whenever he thought of those classmates and friends who would never grow old, a bitter ache filled his heart.
Recalling his days at school, Naegi couldn't help but wonder: Did my classmates find peace after death? If heaven truly exists, I hope to see them again after my own passing.
Just then, a call came through on his mobile. It was an unfamiliar public number. Somewhat puzzled, he answered. From the other end came a voice both strange and familiar:

‘Happy birthday, Naegi-kun.’