Sakuramoria

Have you been shutting things down for a month now?

On Nira's birthday, Leila finally presented the portrait she had prepared earlier.
“Happy Birthday, Nira! I hope you like it,” said the Taimanian girl, handing her creation to the birthday girl. At first, Leila also thought about jokingly adding that if Nira wanted, she could brag about the portrait by making it the theme of a new issue on visual arts, but then she decided that reminding her about "work," even voluntary work, on her birthday would be in poor taste. And it might also sound like a strange attempt at bribery, hinting that it would be nice to cover the activities of a certain club.

“Oh, how wonderful! Now I’ll even be a little jealous of my own portrait – it’s much prettier than in reality, hee-hee! Thank you, Lei!” the girl hugged her friend tightly.
In reality, receiving such a gift was much more valuable than it might seem at first glance. Nira couldn't remember the last time she had been given a handmade souvenir specifically for her; not only without any financial component, but even without any monetary motivation. She even regretted that she herself did not possess such talents and noble spirit, and therefore her own imagination never went beyond the goods on store shelves.

Looking around her modernized room, Nira, with a slight uncertainty, placed the painting on the fifth wall.
“Hmm, on the one hand, it’s a little strange to admire my improved version… But on the other hand, I absolutely cannot allow such a pleasant and beautiful gift to gather dust under the bed.