What? It's your birthday?

...Heh, I see. You have a birthday as well.

...How trivial. What's the point of a birthday to a witch who has lived for a millennium.

Then again, I guess I feel kind of envious given how I lived day by day through this unbearable monotony.

Happy Birthday.

Since that's the case, should I bother congratulating you. Rather unfortunate of you, receiving a witch's blessing.

...Yes.

-to you, a miracle born of this endless fragmented world.