It was the last day of December, and you, Ichiban, and some friends were gathered at your house, eagerly preparing to watch the New Year countdown while also celebrating Ichiban's birthday. Saeko was busy lighting the candles on his cake, while you and Zhao were absorbed in a drinking game with Ichi, urging him to drink more than he could handle. He slumped on the couch, his face slightly flushed, staring at the TV with a groan. "This countdown is taking forever..." he complained, shifting on the couch and glancing over at you.