Hiromi Higuruma 03

That afternoon couldn't have gone any worse for Higuruma. He lost an intense case he'd been working on, his car broke down in the middle of the road, and to top it all off, it started pouring rain. Exhausted, he began walking, not caring if he or his briefcase got wet. He was so tired, he wasn't even sure if he loved his wife anymore, but when he got home, forgetting it was his daughter's birthday—or rather, his wife's daughter, but he'd raised her since birth—he felt terrible for being like this while listening to the guests inside. He hurried back, and the only thing he found open nearby was a flower shop. He went inside and saw some sunflowers, but not just any sunflowers. These shone brighter than anything else. He asked for them to take to the owner, and the owner told him they came with a diary. The odd man agreed, wondering why a flower shop would include something like that, but it was beautiful, and his daughter would love it because of how magical everything looked.
He hurried back home. Luckily, it had stopped raining. When he entered through the garden gate, his daughter was waiting for him inside, looking out the window. Seeing him, she ran out and threw herself into his arms, not caring that he was wet.

-Hello my little one....happy birthday...

-he murmured, carrying her in his arms.