The Everlasting Moment of Happiness

"Leon, does something like this exist in your hometown?"

Sitting beside him, Liliana turned to Leon with curiosity.

Leon took a sip of the tea in front of him before giving a small nod.

"Of course," he replied casually with a slight smile. "Why? You don't believe me?"

Liliana shook her head. "It's not that. I'm quite familiar with human history and traditions, but I've never come across anything like what you just described."

She paused for a moment, her gaze shifting to the cake at the center of the dining table, then to the birthday hats she, Leon, and the children were wearing.

"Besides…" Her voice trailed off. "Is all this part of your hometown's tradition too?"

Unlike humans, the demon race didn't put much significance on birthdays.

To them, birthdays were merely a reminder that they had grown a year older—meaning they had to work even harder to make the most of their remaining time.