As always, it would seem that the sun of Ryuseitai is shining bright enough to make even the youngest of my kind shrivel up and pass on... Have a little kindness to an old man, won't you, Chiaki-kun? Yelling so loudly might just stop my ancient heart from ever beating again.

[he's been (un)lucky enough to be picked by a fae with a red crown, or he's otherwise feeling the bright weather, because he's the color chiaki wants. it's unfortunate, truly unfortunate, that they can't be taken off.]

If you desire one alike to mine, then why not make one yourself..♪ I think that may do the trick just as well, unless these fanciful fae are the reason for the coloration.